Chapter 39 - 39: Dream Life (1/2)
”Miss Michelle, please wake up.”
I heard Rona say while she was knocking on the door.
”Yeah, I'm up…” I groggily replied. Then, lazily, I hugged my pillow to sleep again. Gosh, why is she disturbing me so early in the morning? My alarm hasn't even started… uh…
I grabbed my phone to check the time. It was already 6:30am. Eh!? I set the alarm at 5! My first class was at 7:30. I only have an hour left to shower, get dressed, and travel to the university.
I quickly stood from the bed. But then, how will I blow dry my hair? How will I make myself beautiful? Like Anthony will see me today in class! I can't look too shabby! You know what? Never mind! I am cutting (cut= not going to class) my math class. Good thing that in college, professors don't call your parents when you don't turn in class.
Now, I have 3 and a half hours to spare before Environmental Science class. What do I do during this time? Ha! They say that one must strike while the iron is hot! So, maybe I should try bringing Anthony some soup or food or medicine as thanks for yesterday? Hihi! I can even use the alibi that it's my mother wanting to show gratitude. Ah! Am I a genius or am I a genius? I started giggling like a maniac on my own.
Should I text Anthony now? Has he had breakfast yet? I wonder what time his first class is. Well, cooking and delivering him a meal today won't do as I don't know his schedule and it might be a waste. But doing so on another day would be possible with my excuse.
Like an idiot, I sported a grin as I started preparing myself for the day. Took a shower, applied lotion, put on some make up which looked natural, curled my hair a little, like the ones I saw in Korean dramas, wore a very cute looking sleeveless dress that reached my knees, and even wore a hairband.
I looked at myself in the mirror. Wah! I'm so pretty! Will Anthony notice? In the past, I'm not very good at making myself look pretty. I mean, I am naturally good-looking, but I don't know how to enhance my beauty, you get what I mean? I usually just go to school bare faced, wearing expensive clothes which I thought was what makes them beautiful. Oh well.
Anyway, I wore a cardigan on top of my dress. Just in case my papa is downstairs and ask me to change my outfit. I'll just take it off during English class. Hehe. I feel like a real teenager doing something bad. Then I realized that
I was indeed doing something bad. I'm cutting class just so that I can make myself pretty for a boy!
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It was 8:00 am when I finished getting ready. I went downstairs and saw my parents still in the dining room. I presume that they just finished eating their breakfast. My father was holding a newspaper reading, a cup of coffee on the table in front of him, while my mother was just on her phone, I guess busy texting her friends.