Seductress Portrait

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Raelynn POV:

Homework has quickly become the bane of my existence. 

An overdramatic statement that I would loudly complain about when a certain subject arrived. History was a subject that my brain could not comprehend easily. The numerous, long winded facts and at times, boring tales, was not something that could get my overworking brain to focus.

I eyed the thick textbook and scattered papers distastefully. I was barely halfway done with my essay, having long given up by firmly shutting the lid of my laptop in a desperate attempt to escape my responsibilities. Though I did enjoy the writing aspect of it, twisting the words around to make a more enjoyable tale, the research that I had to do to prove everything I was typing was factual made the whole experience much less desirable. 

Digging my left hand into the available bowl of sour gummy worms, my right hand wanders around the empty space of my bed to blindly search for my remote. I knew I wasn’t going to return to my homework anytime soon. I was quickly beginning to long for some sort of  entertainment. 

Fingers curling around the device, I turned up the volume to the TV while stuffing a handful of gummy worms into my mouth. As my mouth worked its way to chew the sour coated worms, I flickered through my most recents before finding the TV show that I desired to watch. A comedy-drama filled series about 5 women working at a nail salon while living a life of crime, violence, and sex.

Daniella, the only person in this world I could truly call a friend, forced me to watch the show during one of our sleepovers. I was instantly hooked on the complex plot and gorgeous aesthetic. It showed a life that I could never live. A vast difference from my coddled and lonely world that I was forced to participate in day after day.

I was ignored by my mother. Her work and my older sister occupied their time while I longfully watched on. Any time wasted on me was to pick apart my “accomplishments” or to scold me from not being as amazing as my siblings. My mom especially loved to go on a tangent about how I could never live up to everything my older sister has done. 

“Sex with me, so amazing

All this all work, no vacation

Stay up off my I*******m wit-”

My phone blared loudly from its spot on my bed. Depressed thoughts now scattered from the unexpected call, I quickly searched for my singing phone, knowing exactly who was behind the call. Quickly finding it underneath my scattered papers, the pad of my pointer finger gently pressed on the vibrating green icon to accept the call.   

“My bestie senses are tingling! What’s wrong?! Who’s ass do I need to beat?!” Her voice bellowed into my ear in a series of threats. Thick with a familiar hispanic twange and a fiery sneer, Daniella continued her spewing. “I am so ready to mess up this manicure! Just say the name and give me the place! I’ll be there, no hesitation!”

“Nothing’s wrong-”

“Lies!”

“Not lies! I was just lost in thought, you know?”

“Oh?! So it's someone in your head that’s making you feel this way?! Which means this person affected you in reality too!”

“Well, yeah.” My lips pursed in a pout. Her assumption wasn’t wrong. “But nothing is wrong, wrong. I mean, I am a little frustrated with my homework. I have to write this huge essay for history and my brain is completely fried right now. So I’m taking a much needed break-”

“You're so stressed. I swear if you knew what it was, I would suggest that you get laid.”

“Um?”

“And since you don't, I suggest the next best thing. Well, the next best thing after burning your homework, that is.” Daniella rambled, “Go into your kitchen and take all your favorite goodies! Don’t you dare try and cheat yourself either! After that, barricade yourself in your room! You're not allowed to leave until sometime tomorrow! Preferably the late afternoon, when I come pick you up to take you on a shopping spree courtesy of moi! You also need to binge watch your favorite shows until the wee morning of like, 2am?!”

Everything she said sounded heavenly. I wanted nothing more than to comply with every word she uttered through the phone. But as I eyed the scattered papers that covered my bed, knowing that I wasn’t even close at being halfway done with it, I unhappily began to mumble out my protest. “But what about-”

“I’m going to place an order for some smoothies at your favorite smoothie place. The uber girl should be there in about 30 minutes.”

“I need at least two lemon berry flavored smoothies.”

“Too bad. You're getting three.” I giggled at her righteous hurmph, “Now what are you doing? Have you catched up on our show?”

“I was watching some of it before you called me. I’m also going to try and finish my homework.” I snatched a random piece of paper from the litter. I uncaringly eyed the boring words that were scrawled before tossing it back with a childish scowl. “Maybe I could get by without doing this?”  

“What homework are you doing?”

Cradling the phone tightly to my ear, I blindly searched for the topic sheet. “I have to write an essay on the Black Harbor?”

“Do you mean, Pearl Harbor?”

“Probably.” I shrugged. 

“Nuh-uh. You're barely scraping by history as it is.” My scowl wobbled to a pitiful pout as her honeyed twange deepened. Daniella scolded, “How about I help you before we go out tomorrow. I can bring us chocolate croissants and coffee and have a little study sesh. Well, it would be more like me helping you with your essay, but……..you know what I mean.”

“You're the best!” I gushed happily, “I’ll treat you to some lunch when we go to the mall! Cheesesteak?”

“Cheesesteak!”