Searching for Love, Found Wealth

I woke up to my mom in my room. She was sending some clothes into my wardrobe. She was shocked to see me awake?

Not sure if I wasn’t suppose to wake up or she wasn’t expecting me to catch her?

I stood from my bed to take a look at the clothes and my mouth dropped. High quality floral dresses.

Like the ones British princesses wear. I came closer and saw some casual wears stuffed inside. And they maybe called casual but they looked hot.

“What’s happening?” I managed to say. My mom tried uttering some words but she couldn’t. These were surely expensive. How did she get them?

I shunned all the terrible things my mind was telling me. Embezzlement. Stealing. Shoplifting.

“Mom, how did you get these?” I asked again.

She sat on my bed and then showed me an ID card. She was the one in the picture so I don’t get how it answered me.

When I looked deeper I saw the name of the company and the position she was occupying.

“Neon Model Agency. Senior model at the Business Fashion home”.

Say what? I looked at my mom.

“I hope it answers everything” she stuffed the remaining clothes into my cupboard. Turned out she bought it at discount as she was their model.

How did my mom become a model? At Charles’ company? He didn’t say anything about it. Business Fashion home?

Either they were isn’t mom’s status as Manager of Sitcom to improve their product sales or mom was hyping her company by being their model.

Still, it was all weird. I had a model mom and model “best friend”. Proves more that I could be the only one in this circle.

I checked my Facebook messages after a long time. I saw some cute dresses that I couldn’t help but screenshot. I’d basically not be so comfortable in them but they’re cute.

If only they’re longer and less “torn”. I don’t know why they make clothes like that now.

Well, I had worn one of the cool dresses my mom bought. A red tulip skirt and a black long sleeved hoodie. I felt really cool.

Chloe was early as usual. I stayed in class with my head down after waving at her. She was busy with something so didn’t rush at me. I was grateful.

Two junior students came to me with gift boxes and cards. They were fan girls of Charles as a model.

They didn’t ask much questions and just wanted to know if their gifts would get to them. I assured it will.

Chloe wasn’t very communicative, I wondered what went wrong.

Reuben and Jasper weren’t in school that day, along with Nancy. It was said that there was a competition that they had competed in at grade eleven.

They’re the three top finalists from our school and had to represent. Jacob was obviously bored and just stayed quiet.

Today was boring. Many students weren’t at school due to a holiday for a certain activist that was unlawfully killed. There was a protest ongoing.

Even our teachers rushed through everything. I shifted to Chloe after our third class ended in a rush. For some reasons, Sheena was having out more with Jennifer than with us.

“Are you mad at me? Are you and Sheena mad at me?” I felt compelled to ask.

Chloe glanced at me but said nothing. So she was mad?

“If it’s about Charles, then…”

“Sheena likes Jasper” Chloe cut me short. I made a questioning face. I knew.

“Jennifer is an idiot” she said again. I still kept my questions hoping she’d land.

“You’re lucky” she added.

“And I’m done with the drama” she said with finality. She went back to scribbling whatever she was scribbling on her notes.

I stared blankly at her. I am lucky? Is this about Charles or something else I didn’t know?

And she mentioned Jennifer, Sheena and Jasper and I don’t think any of them could make me ‘lucky’. I called Sheena for the eleventh time.

This time she picked up. “Sheena picked up” I hurriedly said to Chloe before answering Sheena.

Chloe looked interested and asked me to put it on a speakerphone. I did. I was becoming worried about their attitude.

“Hey, are you free? Could come to the library. Jennifer has a question for you. You don’t wanna miss” Sheena said on phone.

I couldn’t help but notice the sassiness in her tone. I hated those sassy talks but hearing Sheena talk like that made me weak.

“Is something wrong with you?” it left my mouth. She didn’t answer immediately but later said “no, why?”.

“Why not? If Jennifer has anything to say she should look for Kiera” Chloe screamed on the phone. I tapped her to calm down. What’s this?

She grabbed my phone and cut the call. “Jennifer. Keep that sheeit on your blacklist. I don’t know why she’s polluting Sheena’s mind like this. And that timid mouse is playing along” she stood up and stormed off. I followed her. She was heading to the library.

“You might wanna give me the full story of how the sheeit is playing with the mouse?” I reminded on our way but Chloe stayed calm.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

She folded her hands when we were face to face with Jennifer and Sheena. I did the same. I wasn’t liking their sassy looks.

“You weren’t so much better than your sister. You just proved it” Chloe rolled her eyes at Sheena. Sheena clenched her fists. Was that violence on Sheena?

“Okay, I am here. What did you want to talk about?” I broke the hateful silence.

“Wanna join our reading club?” Jennifer said lightly. What? That was the question? Then why all the tensions?

Chloe scoffed, “She wouldn’t, why?”. I didn’t get why she was answering in my stead but I agreed.

“Kiera was a mouth etched to her pretty face. You might wanna shut your burger hole for a sec”.

There was exactly thirty seconds silence. Did those words come out from Sheena?