Tuesday, 15 January 2013
"You'll cook wearing that!" Jackson exclaimed once he saw her uniform. He moved to the fridge and pulled out some leftovers for his own breakfast.
"I can't exactly say anything! It's my first day. I'll be fine. I'll be inside all day anyway, and the school has air conditioning." Jackson gave her a worried look. He wasn't going to stop worrying about his wife boiling to death in that wooly jumper, but he also wasn't going to tell her how worried he was that she'd freak out. She hadn't been out the house in so long, and she didn't know how many non-humans there were in the town now. He hoped it wouldn't be too much for her.
"Yes I do, Madi!! I've got prom soon, I don't have time to play games, I have to get ready!" Madison put her hands on her hips and looked away from her sister in a huff. She would get her own way. Taylor sighed. She couldn't stand seeing her sister like this. She felt so guilty. "What do you want to play?"
"I won't say anything if you won't." He winked and the girls looked at each other and grinned. "Now, you've got a friend coming over" he said to Madison, then turned to Taylor "And you've got a prom to go to. Go on, get ready." They thanked him and ran off to their room. Jackson sat himself down on the sofa and flicked through the channels on the TV. It was a full moon, Lisa hadn't wanted Taylor to go out at all, but Jackson and Taylor nagged, begged and pleaded so much she finally gave in. She couldn't make her daughter miss her prom.
"Taylor, go home. I don't know what's wrong with you tonight, but you could have seriously hurt that girl, and got yourself expelled! You're lucky no teachers came into the toilets..." Taylor sighed. After she'd had her fun with the boy, she'd gone to the toilets and found the prom queen reapplying lipstick in the mirror. She'd suddenly felt jealous and grabbed the crown from her hand, hitting the girl over the head with it before placing it on her own head. She vaguely remembered grabbing the girl by the throat and telling her she didn't deserve to be a queen just before Chiquita walked in and kicked her legs out from under her. That had hurt. She'd fallen flat on her ass, and hit her arm hard on a sink on the way down.
"Just go, Taylor." She turned and went back inside to look for her date. Taylor stood there for a minute more. What had got into her tonight? She'd felt like she was watching the entire night, not living it. It wasn't like her to fight, and this headache had only gotten worse. Confused, and so tired she could barely keep her eyes open, she climbed into a waiting cab and headed home.
"Please feel better in the morning" She whispered to herself, before drifting off to sleep.