Vivienne
“Hey! Vivienne, I like your dress!” Lyzie greeted me upon my arrival at Kingstone High School's entrance.
Well, KHS is one of the most prestigious schools in L city. Students here were the children of wealthy families… just like me. No one is walking inside the campus without a signature outfit or the latest gadgets. We’re so techy here, you know?
“Thanks, Lyzie.” I smiled at her.
“I guess that’s the latest design.” She said, pointing to my dress.
“You guess it right. Not even out in the market.”
It's wash day, so we are not in our uniforms. It's about time to show my friends my new dress. And yes, this style is scheduled to release next month. Since my family owned a big laundry company and all the client’s products were for exports, it was easy for me to have the latest wardrobe before getting out in the market.
“Carrie and the rest will be thrilled to see you.”
I just smiled at what Lyzie said. I am excited to see their envious reactions.
We walked side by side as we went to our classroom. We've been chatting about everything when a girl came out of nowhere. She holds an ice cream. And the moment she accidentally slides her foot, she deliberately throws the ice cream towards me.
I screamed in shock as I felt the ice cream rolled down from my chest to my lovely dress.
“Oh my! I'm so sorry, Vivienne!” cried a soft scared voice on the floor.
“It’s you again!” I yelled at Anne.
Well, Anne is an introverted classmate of ours. She was always on the side, doing her thing. And I don’t care about her as long as she didn’t cause me inconvenience.
But this time is different.
“Look what you've done, you shithead!” I screamed on her face.
Lyzie handed me wet wipes to clean myself. At the same time, Anne stands up on her own.
“Don’t you know that’s the latest style? You can’t buy that anywhere in the country unless you wait a month!” Lyzie said.
“Well, Lyzie. How would she know? She doesn’t even know how to doll herself.” I irritatingly said as I fix the mess.
Well, the girl wears an old-fashioned skirt and weirdo tights, and her long-sleeve top. Like, what age is she? Did she come from the old era?
Ah… Anne, the weirdo, just bows her head. I could tell how embarrassed she was since everyone in the corridor was looking at us.
“Oh my God! It's chocolate flavor! My dress was a ruin, already!” I cried. The wet wipes just made it horrible.
“Sorry. I'm really sorry.” Anne whispered.
“Your sorry couldn’t do anything to fix this. Why don’t you just stay on the side and do your shits! Lousy people like you shouldn’t be straying out here. So, you wouldn’t inconvenience others!” I yelled at her and turned towards the locker’s direction.
I couldn’t pacify myself. I have no choice but to change into a simple attire I had on my locker. I can’t walk around having this mess on my dress. Damn, that stupid menace! She just ruined my day!
I was about to walk to my classroom when my phone rang. Mom was calling. I lazily picked up the call.
“Hey, Mom.” I greeted her.
“Viv...” her sad voice called me.
A long silence came. I occasionally heard her sob, yet she didn’t say anything. And like a brat, I couldn’t bear it anymore.
“What is it, Mom? Just tell me, or I'll drop the call. I'm on my way to my class.”
“Sweety… your Dad.”
I suddenly felt nervous with her tone. She was crying on the other line.
“What happened to Dad, Mom?”
“He…” Mom sobbed again. “He hanged himself and died on the spot. He was dead. Your Dad is dead!” A loud wailing came over.
I felt like I got numbed that very moment. I was so shocked that I couldn’t move.
What is going on? Why would Dad hang himself? We’re a happy family. We're almost perfect. Why is this happening?
“Viv, hey, what’s going on?”
I barely heard Lyzie. Everything just went black.
