[Mandy's Diary Today]
Mom promised to accompany me until the ceremony was over. This is the best day for me! I'm graduating in a few hours.
For four years Candice and I studied in the same department. And we hope to get an interview with the same company as well. I've wanted a position as an editor in a magazine for a long time, just like Candice. I doubt that blonde got the job sooner than me. Haha. Of course, I'll get it first. I'm more competent than Candice, also have great potential to become a magazine editor.
That's not the only main point. Graduation is like opening my gate to the altar with Justin. As soon as graduation took place he would prepare everything and I was forbidden to help him prepare anything related to the wedding party. My face turns red every time I think about it. Ah… just a few steps away from being the wife of Justin Bedington. Making the girls around me jealous is a proud achievement for me. I got rid of a lot of competitors. Starting from Rebekah Hills, the Prom Queen who often bullied me at school, to April Jansen, the daughter of the principal who was very influential in high school. Can you imagine that?
I'm not the popular girl who screams like a fool every day carrying pom-poms in a ponytail. Once I signed up as a cheerleader. And the results were bruises on my forehead and my knees. I fell while doing the elevator stunt. Fell in front of a lot of people, including the jury in the selection of a new cheerleader. It hurt because it wasn't just my body that was bruised. My heart too!
Enough, Mandy.
I took a deep breath looking at the makeup mirror that reflected my face. Good. Everything is in order. My fingers are tucked into my wavy strands, combing them gently into the curves and making sure there's no dandruff there.
"Mandy! Come on you can be late!" Mom's soprano could be heard downstairs.
"All right, Mom. I'm coming!"
Immediately I packed my bag and stepped out of the room hastily, rolling up my graduation robe which was too long. The creaking of the stairs on the wooden floor of my house was heard, jolting the attention of Mom, who was getting ready to take me and accompany me to graduation.
Damn, this graduation gown is making it hard for me to walk. I lifted my cloak higher as I walked down the stairs ignoring the skeptical gaze of Steve—my brother who is two years younger than me—who was busy with his PSP. Just half a step down the stairs while rolling up my graduation robe, suddenly my foot stepped on the hem of the back of the robe. The next second I had fallen down the stairs with my face kissing the floor first and then my hands waving to the side. Right on a big flower pot until it fell and broke.
Oops.
"Gosh, Mandy. Can you not throw a tantrum for just one second?!" Mom's shrill voice was heard at the side.
I hastily stood up and straightened my folded graduation robe. "Sorry, Mom. I'm nervous about today." I put my palms on my chest, feeling my heart pounding which had been beating hard like a war drum. "Oh, Neptunus, I'm nervous."
Mom sighed softly. He waved his hand at me signaling. I continued my steps leaving the flower pot shards. Then followed Mom to get her car and we were off to college.
"Steve! Clean up the pot shards!" Mom screamed as she opened the door.
"What the hell, Mom?!" Steve also shouted from his place, diverting attention from the PSP toward us. "I didn't cause that!"
Mom moved her index finger not wanting to hear a rebuttal. I looked back at Steve pitifully in his place with his tongue sticking out, my annoying brother responded with an angry growl. Ignoring his groans of annoyance, I strode hyperbolically like a catwalk model, deliberately making it hot there.
It's payback because he caused my favorite dress to rip so I couldn't wear it to Justin's party the other day! Damn you, Steve.