In That Station by Michele Viviane de Souza Silva

Author:Michele Viviane de Souza Silva
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Babelcube Inc.
Published: 2017-10-27T00:00:00+00:00

THE CARMINE OF YOUR LIPS

(Juanita& Liam)

SUGAR

By Juanita

The prom starts soon and I did not even get dressed, shit, I'm very late, I'm sure mom will knock on the door wondering why the hell I'm taking so long time to get ready, but I still cannot get myself hurrying. I breathe deeply, anxious and insecure, staring at the girl reflected in the mirror: the long blue mermaid satin dress, fit me well, despite revealing more than I would like, unlike my high school classmates, thin, with their soft and youthful shape,in spite of my young age, fifteen, my body blossomed like a rose in the spring... a woman's body: full and full breasts, thin waist, wide hips and annoyingly bulging buttocks. I can almost hear the vulgarities of the idiot basketball players talking shamelessly as they watch me pass in the school hallway:

“Oh, what a hot “chica”, I'd fuck those breasts all night.” - Larry said to Mark forcing a Latin accent, in a jocular tone.

"And I'd just fuck that steely ass."

In situations like this, frequent since my forms have appeared, I lower my head so that they do not perceive my embarrassment, through my red face and I flee, without looking back, as fast as I can. I did not want to go to this party, but it is my high school graduation, and for my mom, a humble Cuban housekeeper, it is a great victory, a historic day. I am distracted for a few seconds, looking at my refuge, the pale yellow walls, the bedside table adorned by a violet vase, my single bed covered with a quilt in delicate floral print, everything in my way, simple, feminine , romantic, and I think that here is the place that I really feel comfortable, surrounded by my period romances, which I read before going to bed every night, not in a noisy party, full of drunken boys full of bad intentions and snobbish girls who do not even pretend that they take on the presence of a Hispanic housekeeper daughter. However,despitenot feelingexciting about going to events like this, to rejoice Mrs. Maria Gonzales, my mother, who fought so hard to raise me, I will go to that terrible party. I have always been grateful to the generosity of my mother's bosses, Mr and Mrs Grayson, for having got me a scholarship from the Henrietta Barnett School, one of the best private schools in London. However, in spite of the fact I feel really welcome in the place where I live, I'm an outcast in high school, in the eyes of most of the other students, I'm just a miserable Hispanic who insists on not knowing my place. The flowers embroidered at the neckline, even showing my breasts, gave the dress a delicate air, simple. I brush my long, wavy hair a little quickly, and then I try to finish the makeup, spreading a soft blush on my cheeks, and before I can get a lipstick on, mom knocks on the door and walks into my bedroom complaining about my delay.

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