When We Collide √

chapter 6

The shower was warm when I got in ....I could feel the droplets as they hit the skin on my back I took the raspberry shampoo ....my favourite I might add...and squeezed the bottle so that some of it was on my palm I rubbed it against my palms and applied the heavenly scented shampoo on my curly hair

My hair was actually really long it was past my waist but I preferred it being curled and on bad days when I woke up on the wrong side of bed I simply let it out as an afro .....I never really thought about making it straight but my aunt had always told me that is was the most natural hair she'd ever seen ...sometimes she would even braid me when I was young of course
I furiously rubbed the thick substance into my hair and then simply stood in the shower watching as the soapy droplets flowed down to my face and soon enough I was done .....I took one towel and wrapped it around my hair ...my mum had taught me this trick .....and then took a robe and draped it around my body

I came out of the bathroom and walked past the mirror....it was a long mirror that had been bolted to the wall . I never like looking a my self ......but one time wouldn't hurt ....I retraced my steps backwards and soon enough I was facing the mirror. First I removed the towel that was on my head .....my curly black hair instantly fell to my back and on my face ....I pushed it back and looked at myself ......I noted all little things on my face

It was oval shaped and my face was small I had a slightly protruding fore head but not to big I had a quite light complexion and I had no freckles like the white guys ..... I had beauty spots on my upper lip and near my eye lid. My eyes were quite small and were a noticeable brown ....actually hazel I think I got that from my dad then I looked at the scar near my collarbone it was a small cut that took months to heal ....it wasn't noticeable from a far distance I felt my eyes get wet but I brushed them off I was tempted to drop my towel and look at my body but I didn't want to do that

My aunt liked telling me that I had the tiniest waist and that my body was fit for a magazine but I never quite believed her I liked wearing baggy jeans and sweat pants I don't even think I owned one tight or skinny jeans ....and I hated dresses and skirts I loved my comfort and dresses and skirts didn't give me comfort

Let's say you fall down in front of a million people your skirt or dress instantly goes up to your waist I mean....who wants to reveal their flowers..... Anyway that's just it ....my clothes were the outdated kind ....sweatpants a baggy T-shirt a jumper and Snickers and I'm ready to go

I walked to my wardrobe and removed a baggy sleeping T-shirt and huge sweat pants and wore them I didn't care to make my hair so i left it wet and made my way downstairs .....luckily food was ready I didn't want to go through the process of cooking with aunt Marie again ...it was one hell of a ride

"How was you first day of senior year ...I'm sure by now you've adapted to the system here in Chicago "

"It was great ......really great "

I emphasized on the great part while thinking of Gail's flushed face when I called her kiss sloppy

"I hope your grades are still high your mom would be really proud of you "

"I miss her "

"I know you do honey but she went through so much for you and she's in a better place "

My aunt smiled sadly and then I felt Aiden's hand stretch to squeeze mine tightly

I looked at the two of them and I felt my heart swell . I think these people were the best people in the whole world. Aunt Marie had taken care of me since seventh grade when my mom died and my alcoholic father was too busy with other women and she had a son Aiden he was in his first semester studying political science in the university of Chicago . Aunt Marie said that I was like her child her only girl and the three of us were a family ....I had lived with her since third grade when my mum got kicked out and Aiden treated me like his very own sister ....his own biological sister died in a car accident together with their father ......Aiden was too young to comprehend what had happened so it actually didn't really affect him as much as it did his mom.

"I'm glad your happy Tracy "

She said with a sigh

Whenever she called me Tracy either she was very emotional or I had done something wrong
.....in this case I think I'll take the prior

I just gave a small smile. My dad's sister was really beautiful she had this long natural blonde hair and big round green eyes ....Aiden had dirty blonde hair and perplexing green eyes I remember how girls used to throw themselves desperately at him back when he was in highschool....... no offence but if by any chance he couldn't have been family... I would equally be drooling just at the sight of him I.... mean he is hot .....but I preferred the icy mesmerizing blue eyes

Wait what ......

Since when did I start liking blue eyes ....

Since today when you saw how gorgeous they just might be

Wait what ......shut up sub conscious mind

I began furiously debating with my inner self between blue and green and soon enough I was done with my dinner

I washed my plate and crockery and borrowed Aiden's iMac to binge watch the series stranger things ....I could watch this thing for practically my whole life and not get bored

After watching around fifteen episodes I found myself drifting of to sleep...thinking about icy mountains and blue waters