I walked inside my house after dance, hopefully finding my mom already asleep. My hope was waisted when I saw her waiting for me in the kitchen. My mom was the kind that could look just as good in designer name clothes as she does in a rob and hair curlers, But I can't. My mom lives her dream through me, though. She always wanted to be the tall elegant dancer, so as soon as I could walk she had me in dance classes.
I really enjoy dance, but I never had time to do anything besides it. I don't even if I would like anything else. I, unlike all the other teenagers, have never been to a football game.
"How did it go today?"she asked, already knowing my answer.
"Same as all ways, good," I said, giving her my regular reply.
"That's good."
"Yeah, I guess,"I said trying to find dinner.
A good meal only came once a day for me and I enjoyed it more than anything. For breakfast I eat a cereal bar, lunch is the schools food, and dinner is always good when I get home. Might be cold, but it's still good.
When I didn't offer anything to talk about, she left me in peace to eat. She was probably went to fix her hair so her horns wouldn't show. That's why her hair is always puffy, not because it looked good.
Don't get me wrong I love my mom to death, but that's just because I have to. She was nice, before I was born. It's really just the fact that she had to raise me on her own. My dad had died three weeks before I was born, and then my mom went into early labor. That's enough to make anyone bitter.
I really didn't miss growing up with a dad, just because I had no idea what it's like to grow up with a dad. It might of been kind of cool, you know having someone else around to talk to. Maybe, he would have kept us in one place, instead of moving around so much.
When I had finished my dinner, I went to room. I spent probably an average of five hours in my room every day, but most of it is spent sleeping. I had every thing in there. My computer, a television, cable, I even had every game system there is. The only thing I actually use is my computer, and I usually don't even use that.
Today, being a rare day that I use modern technology, I turned on my computer. As it loaded I open my bag and pulled out my homework. By time I have everything I needed, it was up and running. I went to my email first, finding that it's just about all junk mail, with one exception. I clicked on the email from an address I did not recognize. It was simple and there was not much to it. The subject just about explained it, "Just a question."
"Hi,
"Do you want to do something on Sunday? Like a couple? Something that doesn't include dancing?
"Tommy."
It wasn't total inspected but I was still shocked. I don't like the idea of a cyber relationship, so I didn't send anything back. I would talk to him tomorrow.
I shut down the computer, completely forgetting about my homework, and laid down on the bed. I knew it was possible that a relationship could throw everything out of the water. I still had to get into college and make something out of my life. He already got into a college and didn't have to worry about it. I knew my mom would completely disagree, so I decided that I would say yes.
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