I made it home without anyone saying anything to me as I walked by them. I was on my way up the stairs to just calm down and be with my thoughts when sister Myra saw me from a distance and said,
"What are you doing home so early? School just started for you a couple of minutes ago." I knew I would get scolded for lying and there was no point in lying anyway, considering the fact that Mr.Hooper was going to call her and tell her anyway.
"I got into trouble and got sent home early." I said, hoping she wouldn't be too mad.
"Seriously," She started, chuckling a little. "What are you doing here? you should be in school." Knowing she didn't believe me because I've never gotten into trouble before, I told her the whole story.
"I got into trouble. I figured that Mackenzie and Amber have tortured me enough in my lifetime. She crossed the line today when she lifted me off of the ground from the neck and teased me about my parents. I then sucker punched her in the face and then got scolded by the principal who claimed that Mackenzie and Amber were so called innocent." She had her mouth wide open in awe, knowing that I would never do anything to hurt anybody. When she finally finished processing all of this and chose out some good words to say, she said,
"I know I've never had to tell you this before but what you did wasn't right so you need to go to your room. I have to punish you for you're wrong doing because apparently, those are the rules." I went upstairs and to my room and when I arrived, I plopped onto my bed and went into total tear mode. I ended up crying myself to sleep and bu the time I woke up, it was time for dinner and my best and only friend I ever had, Jane, was already home.
"I heard about what happened." She said.
"I kinda felt good at first, but after a while, I just could't stand all the mixed feelings I've had and all of the horrible looks people have been giving me for getting into trouble. At this point, I really hate myself." She gave me a look of comfort and we headed upstairs because we wanted to eat in our room today. We sat down on the chairs and table that used to belong to the little kids but then started to ware out and we ate our dinner. We had pasta and garlic bread. We talked about what it would be like if we finally found the one. she said,
"If I saw the one, I would probably know just by looking at him. I would go up to him and start talking to him right away so I wouldn't lose him. I know he's out there somewhere. I just don't know where." She was right. She then asked me what I would do if I saw the one. I replied,
"If I saw the one, I would.....well......I've never really thought about this before. I just thought that if I saw the one, everything would fall into place, everything would feel so right and that I could be myself around him and tell him anything. I thought that if I saw 'the one', the rest would come naturally and that my heart and soul would know what to do, not just my brain power and a textbook. Love is one of the only things scientists didn't label as a theory or a law. It is it's own category."I said that with a lot of meaning and hope in my voice. "I don't really know what I would do or say if I saw the one, but I do know that If I saw him, the hole in my heart would close and I would feel free, like a cage that has just been opened." Her mouth was wide open and there was a smile on her face. She seemed really impressed. She looked at me like I won the nobel peace prize, but in reality, all I did was speak my own mind. After we finished eating, we took showers and we got into bed, me trying to strike up a conversation.
"Why were you so impressed with my thoughts of seeing 'the one'? I asked, not really sure. Her response was.
"Because anybody else would say, 'I would go ask him out on a date', or 'I would talk to him', or even 'I would go up to say hi, wait for him to ask me out, and then after several years of dating, marry him'. But nobody would say something the way you said it. Everybody thinks they would know what to do and they knew what was going to happen. You spoke your mind in a way nobody else could. You always do that, and you impress the hell out of everyone because you're the only one capable of speaking you're mind like that. Others would have to go on google chrome to search up good stuff like that, and they still wouldn't say it as confidently and meaningfully as you do. Speaking your mind and doing what nobody else would or could do is what makes you unique, Raven. Stay that way." I was super wowed at what she had just told me. I never knew people would think of me that way. I replied with.
"What makes you unique is the fact that you're the only one capable of admitting things that nobody else could or would. I would rather look up this stuff on google chrome then and admit things then speaking my mind and doing what nobody else could but lie to myself." We sat there talking about what makes each other unique and how thankful we are to have each other's backs. We also talked about how much we missed Josh, our other best friend that got adopted several months ago. We used to be the best of friends; the nuns would call us us "The Three Musketeers ". After talking, the bell sounded, signaling all of the older kids had to go to bed. We each said goodnight to each other and drifted off into deep sleeps.