Notes

I woke up to my dad singing Living on a Prayer that morning. My head was pounding and I didn't really have any intention of getting out of bed. Not really. But when your mother starts throwing things at you and your dad is singing like a wounded whale, I guess you don't have much choice.
"Mikal," I had said. I called my parents by their first names, because mum and dad seems... weird. Anyway. I had walked into the kitchen everything normal. Well, if you call what I endured that morning normal, I guess...Yeah. Everything was normal. "Can you turn down the Adele worthy singing please?" My father laughed and continued the horrendous noise he called singing. That year had been my favorite.
"Hon, we're going to the Harrison's for Kyle's fiftieth, OK?" My mother had said. Back then, I guess I wasn't really fazed by the comment. I knew the Harrison's well. They had a son and daughter, and were pretty nice.
Please note, that at this time, I had no tattoos, had never done drugs, never smoked, didn't wear slaggy clothing. Also, I wasn't a prude or nun. I was regular. Boring, one might say. Like the girl at the start of a good movie. I guess you could say that I was like a girl at the start of a movie. This movie, though, was the rest of my life.
"So, hon, what are you wearing?" Axl asked me, and to which I shrugged. I really didn't know. Axl was flipping pancakes over the stove as she and Mikal went on to discussing what they should do about dad's big five-o.
I declared myself not hungry after eyeing the blackened pancakes and had skipped of to my room. I filed through my clothes for a good twenty minutes until I found a knee length watermelon dress, adorned with small sequins on the bust. It was beautiful. Was. You'll see. I had put it on, to assure that it fit around my growing frame. It was snug, but fit comfortably.
I peeled it off and had showered for a long time, mulling over things that didn't really matter. Then when I got out I spent my afternoon watching Pretty Little Liars on Megashare and stuffing my face with corn chips. At 6.00pm I decided to get ready.