Mornings: Around the clock!
The alarms buzzed out loud making Scuba jump. He looked stupidly at the room as if trying to spot the source of disturbance at this hour of morning. The cushions on the sport chair fell over as Scuba jumped on it. Books fell over; clothes were shattered on the floor. Scouting the room like a mad bull didn't let him find anything. He pulled the blanket away from the girl lying on the bed as the girl twisted in her stance.
"Scuba lemme sleep for five more minutes", pleaded the girl covering herself with the short checkered mini frock that she was wearing. Her attempts to block the sun rays from hitting her face resulted futile. A loud bark from Scuba made the girl jump like a maniac over the bed. As the girl got up stretching her arms and rubbing her eyes to get rid of the lack of sleep she had due to late hangover last night Scuba dived over her licking her face all over.
She groaned out loud shooing Scuba away and then finding the alarm that was brutally raping and murdering her eardrums at the same time. Not just today but every day. As she looked at the mini piece of torture every morning, her eyeballs felt hanging over from their place.
Oh Shit! Shoot me someone...
I ran like a thunderbolt to the bathroom to have a quick shower. Basically that would take me 15 minutes. I peeked into the bedroom to check the time. Omg I have only half an hour left now!
I guess I should skip breakfast today. Mom would have murdered me if I did it in her presence. But chill, this is my place, my life, my way! I did a little jig thinking about my family attending the marriage in New York. I thought of each and every thing I would do in these 5 days before they return to make my life a living hell again. Sliding the soap over my body, I felt a thug on the bathroom door. I instantly opened it and found my dear pet staring at my posture. Probably it is the only guy which everyday has the lucky chance to see me naked. I patted its back and took the towel from it. Lucky dog!
I stepped into the bedroom in the towel wrapped around my slim body. I looked upon the outfit kept on the bed that Scuba had taken from the wardrobe. I patted its back taking the dress to wear as he looked like a child waiting for its result after the examinations.
"Not bad Scuba! I remarked as he wagged his tail happily. I got dressed in a baby pink mini skirt along with long boots that would keep me warm taking the windy climate outside.
Now came the most difficult task of my life- makeover. If you have created a picture of mine applying each and every godforsaken cosmetic and then look like a plastic wh**e then you took me wrong sweetie. I sat before the mirror and scanned all the accessories and cosmetics. I applied a little blush, Smokey hot eye shadow and a bloody pink lipstick. Okay this looks too much. I took a tissue to wipe away the lipstick. But wait before I do that let me have a nice Kodak moment. Maybe a new profile pic for FB. That's a "big" maybe anyway! I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The eye shadow looks too over the board. I took another tissue while Scuba yawned settling beside the dressing table aware of my next step. I wiped the eye shadow too. Much better now!
Wait, doesn't the blush look too much as if I had been blushing red and pink. I did the expected, took another tissue and wiped it away too!
The f***k!!! I have only 5 minutes left...
I threw the nasty cosmetics away not caring for the lipstick that I bought for 400 pounds. I quickly sprung into the washroom washing my face literally trying to get away the makeup.
I jumped on to the bed searching for my mobile, credit cards, mirror and dodging over the blankets on the floor. Who cares? When I'm in a rush and besides when there is no one at home. I raced down the stairs from the room while Scuba accompanied me along to the hall. Omg! Another brain wrecking work: find lock! I threw the newspaper away, the remote away, everything that came my way. Lucky stars are on baby, I found it. I ran through the hall waving a final bye to Scuba my darling who works his ass off to get me ready for work daily!
This is how my life begins every day; the same had been from my high school.
I barged into the car hastily putting over the seat belt. For some time I'm being Bond. I raced the car through the smooth British roads. I stopped the car as the red light fell over at the traffic pole. Why does God has a grudge against me? I felt a mini attack as I looked over to the watch. I started the engine to break the rules. Time to have fun...
Get! Set! Go...
The traffic police screamed at me as I carelessly rode away my smart Nano acting ignorant about the traffic rules. Did I forget to tell you that this small car is the first thing I bought from my first cheque. I might have. This car and my darling Scuba are my most priced assets in this world. Too dramatic...
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Oh ho! I parked my car in a congested place trying hard to get from the clingy spot. Trust me to lose some fat. Just then "Tanya", walked over to me in those 4 inches high boots which she herself was finding uncomfortable to walk in. Trust her to be a s**t sometimes, correction, every time! The height of gutter fashion I tell you. She pouted her lips in an attempt to open her greasy mouth. With too much makeup on and those Botox lips she exactly looked like a hooker ready o go for her job!
"Manvi makeup isn't a bad thing you can have it sometimes instead of looking like a street side vendor's daughter everyday", she spoke in a fake accent.
Baby you are so gone today!
"Tanya now everyone doesn't like to look like a s**t as you do", I answered back in a sugar sweet tone taking my handbag and some files.
The witch needed some time to make a comeback now!
"I am sure I could teach you some tips on how to make yourself look attractive someday, Miss snobbish weirdo", she snapped back walking along with me.
"You still haven't got the taste of my comebacks sweetheart", I muttered low.
"Oh you seem to love yourself too much; good for you, because no one else could stand you bitch". I walked away not waiting any more to listen to her usual bullshit about my appearance.
I am what I am. I don't like masking my face away with the artificial makeup. Now does that make me a weirdo?
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Part seven https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/81989478
Part Eight https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/post/82147125
Part Nine https://www.indiaforums.com/forum/fan-fictions/3429455/my-life-my-way-virman-ss-10th-chap-updated
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