LOOLA

As we drove down the road toward my cousins house, I couldnt help but be plagued with muddled feelings. I despised Ursula. I had finally gotten old enough to realize what a dirty little pig she was, and that I in my own right, could act anyway I wanted toward her, and it could be justified by how she treated me when we were little. Not that I would treat her like s**t or anything. When it came to silver linings, Grandma Rose lived right across the street, so I couldn't get too resentful at having to see Ursula. It meant I'd finally get to see my grandma again. As we went down the street, I could start getting a view of Grandma's house, and her yellowing grass in the front. As we got even closer, her bright red door seemed like a jewel against the faded grass, even with the peeling paint. I knew a saint lived behind that door. When we pulled up to Ursula's driveway, I had to restrain myself from running across the street (quite literally). I grabbed Crystle's hand and together we marched up the steps with mother and dad to the front door. The house had been neglected by Ursula's father, Sidero, who ironically had a job fixing and building houses. When we got inside, I gave the appropriate hugs and kisses to Sidero, Ursula, and her mother Griselda. I then excused myself to the restroom, not to actually go, but to wash my face of their lingering evil. When I looked into the mirror, a girl with red hair down to her breasts was staring back at me. Her face looked like it belonged to someone you would see in a magazine. Her eyes seemed sad though, like they were too old to be hers. Her cheeks were rosy, and as I looked a bit closer, I could see a faint scar on her neck. From what, I wasn't too sure. Her shirt was black, making her figure stand out more than she had intended too. And as I turned away, I swear I could still feel my green eyes staring at the stranger. Before I knew it, my fingers were grazing the mirror gently, gawking at the stranger behind the glass. I hadn't realized I looked so… different. It was unbelievable. When I went back outside, I think everyone else started to realize too, especially Ursula's mother, who sent her back to her room to change. As I went and sat down next to Crystle, I could already hear Ursula coming down the hallway. As I looked up, I saw her in an almost laughable outfit that I could tell was at least three sizes too small for her. Griselda automatically jumped on the opportunity. “You look so lovely!” She gushed, reaching out and touching the skirt that swelled around Ursula's bulging waist. “Yes! You look very, very nice!” Said Sidero. His gaze was focused on her breasts, which were hanging out of her see-through tank top. I could tell mother and dad weren't so happy about this. If I had ever went out in something like that, would be grounded for life. It would be an entirely different situation if I wore it in front of my family. Crystle looked awestruck. s**t. “Come sit with me Crystle.” I grabbed her hand and pulled her down next to me. I was intent on her not thinking this was okay. “What?!” She asked me, shaking her head and making her green eyes twirl. “Let's play rock paper scissors!” I suggested. For the rest of the time, her and I played rock paper scissors while Ursula showed off her outfit and the adults tried not to kill each other. When we got back to grandma Juliet's, I headed upstairs with Crystle to go to sleep. As we brushed our teeth over the marble counter, I looked over at her with a tired smile. “What are you going to do tomorrow?” I asked. “I dunno. You?” “I'm probably gonna go to the mall. Wanna come too?” “Sure.” When we were done, we yelled our goodnights down the hall and headed to our room. Our beds, unmade and messy, looked inviting. So I went and got into mine, grabbed one of my teddy bears, and hugged it close to my chest, ignoring the familiar creaking of Crystle climbing into her bed. I let the good night thoughts go through my head. Everything that's happened to me has happened for a reason. So maybe tomorrow will show the fruits of my labor. With these thoughts, I laid down and let the fantasies of my tomorrows engulf me.