“Gawd Alex,” Shay said pushing her chocolate cake with vanilla ice cream towards me, “last time I checked, the cake was meant to be warm.” She handed the plate to me with her arms fat jiggling as she lifted the plate. Her long black hair was falling into her fatty breasts that were barely covered by her blue cami shirt.

“Gosh, when has she ever done everything right,” she whispered across the table to Alexis who was wearing a short crop top and a pair of denim shorts.


I took the plate from her and walked back into the kitchen. I took a deep breath reminding myself that I had only one year left in this hell hole and then I could leave. I scooped the ice cream off her plate and put the cake in the oven for 20 seconds. I added the ice cream back on the plate and added another scoop just so she would shut up in order to stuff her face with the stupid face. I walked back into the room with my loose white moose pullover sway as I walked quickly to her. I flashed her a smile and placed the plate on her rainbow weaved place mat.


“Next time, get it right Alex,” she groaned before attacking the cake with her silver fork.


“Anything, else,” I asked politely. I received no response so I went back to the kitchen to sip on a naked smoothie and continue working on my most recent short story at the white and black pebbled countertop on the kitchen. I kept peeking into the dining room waiting for everybody to finish. My sisters were the super popular sidekick type. They were followers but acted like leaders. They followed all the trends and tried to fit their chubby little bodies into tight cloths they could never actually fit in to. They were a little fat, if I say so myself. They ate crap and then acted like they were sticks. I didn’t understand them and I didn’t care. If they get fat and risk getting a heart attack at 25, well that was their problem not mine.


When I noticed that everybody had finished their dessert, I walked in and grabbed everybody’s plate. I could feel my weary arms scream at me for picking up such heavy dishes but I had to other wise my pay would get deducted and I would probably get grounded for forever. My legs wanted to me to crawl into bed especially after today’s rigorous swim practice at 6am. I then had to clean for the rest of the day and during breaks, I did my homework.


Yes, I was a straight A student in the sixth forum at the Westminster school. Both Shay and Alexis went there too, but they got in because they had money. I, on the other hand, was an accomplished student. I played the first violin in the orchestra, I was a science fair grand prize winner, I was a top swimmer in London, I helped out at the local hospital, and I was published writer. But my final goal was to become a surgeon. After my mom died, all I wanted to do was to save people. I didn’t want anybody to feel the way I felt when my mother died. I dropped the plates into the wide silver basin sink. I made sure to drop them carefully so that I wouldn’t make a lot of noise. I heard Shay and Alexis giggle and gossip as they walked out of the dining room up to their rooms. I, swear to god, that walking up the stairs for meals is the greatest amount of movement they do in a say.


I turned the tap on and began to watch the water stream down from the tap and crash on to the dirty plates beneath me. I grabbed the soap and poured the thick blue liquid on the sponge. I cleared the plates of all the grime and placed them neatly in the dishwasher. Each dish, utensil, and plate had their own section. To me, neatness was my only freedom, so I like to play around with it. I loaded up the stainless steel kitchen appliance and poured in the dishwashing powder. Thank god for the dishwasher. I closed the door and turned on the machine. I decided to sit back down in my bar stool and turned on the small flat screen TV at the corner of the kitchen.


“The boy band,” the woman in an overly tight suit and too much makeup said, “One Direction has announced to be taking a year off music in order to recover from their hectic world schedule. It has also been announced that Liam Payne and Harry Styles, 2 of the 5 members of the band, will be attending a local London school, the Westminster school. Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, and Niall Horan will also remain in London attending a local college in the area.” As the lady finished, I could hear squealing upstairs. Oh god, this is going to be good.


I heard the dishwasher’s low rumbling noise and I walked across the dark wooded floor with my blue Vans and bent over the dishwasher. I could feel my dark denim shorts stretch across my butt. My loose v-neck hung down, but my light cami covered my body from any extra cleavage. I pulled out the white plates, one by one stacking them on top of each other. I carefully brought them to the cabinet and placed them gently in a stack over the other plates. I did the same with practically everything else. When I was done, I sneaked out the door and went outside. The cool summer night air felt good against my skin. It was the last day of the summer holiday before school started. I walked across the side of the house and grabbed my lanyard out of the back pocket of my jeans. I flipped through the multitude of gold and silver keys and opened my door. I walked in and placed my iPhone on the side table. I walked over to the AC unit and pressed the rubber on button. It whirred to life under my touch and I felt the cold air blast through the little slots on the machine. I threw my white v-neck off and left my light pink camisole on underneath. I crawled under the light blue floral comforter and closed my eyes shut.