my life by jojo14 (book club suggestions txt) 📕

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP. I swift my hand over to the alarm clock slamming my hand down. It didn’t shut off. So I brought my hand over to the plug and unplugged it. I sat up in bed. Sigh. This is ganna suck. Stupid job. Why do people have to wake up at five in the morning to go to work? I mean really? Then I heard it. The whining. He’s up. I ran over to the next room. “Baby!” I say. Isaac looked over at me and started to laugh. Gee, this kid is weird. I mean who in the hell wakes up laughing. I’ll tell you who. Isaac. That’s who. Going to his closet, I picked him some cute clothes. I just love baby clothes. There so cute! I picked him out a polo shirt and blue pants with some socks. After I dressed him, I got ready myself. I threw on a pink breast cancer shirt and blue jeans. I looked in the mirror and study myself. I was naturally beautiful. I’m not bragging or anything but that’s what I hear. My hair is curly and black and it feels like silk. NEVER gets frizzy. Weird, right? Pshh yeah. I’m half Latino and half Indian. So I’m tan of course. What throws me off is my eyes. There like rainbow colors. For real I’m not even joking. My parents eyes are not that color. Or these colors, I should say. My brother has my mom’s big blue eyes. Well any way I’m 5’8 and skinny but I don’t look like a stick. I’ve got curves and a nice size butt and good size boobs.
But I don’t show any of it off. Cause I don’t like creepers looking at my goodies. I went to my brother, picked him up, and went into the kitchen. I live in an apartment so yeah it’s small but a good size for a cute little family. I got me an apple and my brother a pop tart. Then I went to get my keys and purse to leave. I went to my old school looking mustang. It was my parents so I got to keep it. When I got to the daycare, I saw a new car there. Hmm must be a new parent, I thought. I went into the daycare to get ready to watch some moody little children. Isaac, of course, is free. I went into the front after putting Isaac in the back and saw a cute dude about 20 with a little adorable girl. “Oma gosh!” I said. The guy looked at me and had an expression on his face like “what”. I tried so hard to not roll my eyes, really I did. But they did it anyway. Stupid eyes. Moving on there own and stuff. “She’s so cute!” I said in a du kind of voice. He just smiled. “Oh yeah I know. She just turned two, five days ago. She’s my little sister. Mom and dad wanted me bring her to this daycare. I wanted to check it out first, though. Her names Zoe.” He said. I had a pang of jealousy in my heart. I missed my parents. “Well, hellos miss Zoe.” I said. Zoe looked at me and smiled real big. Pshh little kids love me. Why wouldn’t they? I’m lovable. The guy looked shocked. What got stuck up his nose all of a sudden? Zoe reached out to me to take her and I happily took the invitation. Zoe snuggled up to me and fell asleep. I was a little freaked. I mean, who goes to sleep that fast? I looked at the guy and got freaked out more. His eyes basically popped out of his freaking eye sockets. “Damn dude, you needa push those eyes back into your head before they get dirty from rubbing on the floor!” I said. “Isabel Grace Sanchez, you watch your mouth!” oh shit. I turned around and put my best puppy dog face on. “I sowy, Mrs. Valentine.” I mumbled.
Jenny’s face softened a bit. “It’s ok, but remember not to cuss while you’re in this daycare. Don’t want the kids to pick up bad habits, now do we?” she said. The guy was out of his shock state and was staring at me. Stare much? I gave him the “what” look. “She never did that to a stranger before. Not even my ex-girlfriends. She doesn’t trust anyone except me and my parents. Hell, she doesn’t even talk.” He said. I made my eyes go big.
“Aw! Mrs. Valentine! This guy said a bad word!” I tattled. The guy started laughing and Jenny stared at me hard. What? I was completely serious. “Ha-ha, ok now I gatta go to college.” I was like whaaat?!? “dude! Your ganna leave your little sister here on my watch and not even ganna sign the papers? Eh-uh. Nope. Not here. Sign these forms.” I said. He did what was asked and gave me the forms. I looked down. “Well thank you, Jake Michaels, for this info. The daycare closes at ten o’clock so yeah . . . Bubye!” then I left. I went into the room full of little ones. Te-he. They look like chipmunks. They were all asleep because it’s five thirty in the morning. I looked at Zoe in my arms. I didn’t even notice she woke up. “Hey there sweetie.” I said. “Hi!” she said happily. Ha-ha what now Jake!?! She spoke to me and not you. Psh I knew I was special. Wink, wink.
I smiled so wide, I think I freaked her out a little. “So baby girl, what do you want to do while the other chipmunks sleep?” I asked. She looked around then back at me. “Aw, baby chipmunk.” She said. Oma gosh. This kid is adorable. I just want to squeeze her! I looked up and saw that Isaac was awake. I put Zoe over the drawing table and went over to Isaac. “Hi baby! What’s up? You want to go drawl with Zoe?” I ask. He looked at me then looked at Zoe. “Okay” he said. I took him over to Zoe and they started baby talking. Gee, I need to learn baby talk.
It would be so much easier to listen to the kids. Zoe and Isaac started to draw together so I went to check on the other little kids. There are a total of eleven kids today. I went back to Zoe and Isaac to see what there master pieces look like. Isaac drawled a ‘truck’. “Zoe, babe, what did you drawl?” I asked. “smiley!” she said and handed me the paper. I was kind of shocked. Her ‘smiley’ looked like a freaking penis. I mean, it had it all. Yep, I decided this is definitely going on the wall of art. I went over to the wall of art and hanged up Zoe and Isaac’s pictures. I can not wait to see what Jenny has to say about this. Mohahahaha!

6...5...4...3...2...1...0… “Izy, you can go now, babe.” Jenny said. “Yes!” I jumped up to get my stuff. Today was a very, VERY, long day. I had this little boy saying uncle fucka all day. Then, another kid that kicked me in my leg. Oh, how I wanted to give that kid a good ass whipping.
I got ready and took Isaac from the back. I looked around and saw Zoe playing with this little girl that was trying to hit Zoe. “Jasmine, keep your hands to yourself, little girl!” I yelled. The girl turned around and stuck her tongue at me. Keep your cool. Trying to calm myself is hard as heck. I went over to where Zoe was and kissed her on the head. “Bubye, baby girl.” Zoe looked at me. Aw! She looks like she’s ganna cry! “Bye ithy.” She said. I gave her one more kiss before leaving.
After buckling Isaac up, I started the car. I looked in my mirror to adjust it when I noticed something. “WHAT. THE. HELL.” I said. “Hell! Hell! Hell! Hell! Hell!” Isaac said happily. Oh shit. “No! No Isaac! Bad word bad!” why am I trying? He’s just ganna keep saying it anyway. I looked back in the mirror. My hair is turning white. EFFING WHITE! Oh god, I knew it. I’m stressing way too much. What if I get wrinkle? Does stress make you wrinkle, too? Am I going to look like an old lady by the time I’m twenty? Oh god! Ok, ok, calm down, Isabel, just calm down! I looked back into the mirror. I’m kind of getting a little pale, too. Ok just go on with your plans for today. I went to the restaurant that I go to every time I get off work. “Hey there sexy, how are- holly hell, Isabel! You got white hairs already!” my best friend Scylla said. “Oh, well thank you, I feel so much better now. Yes, I do. The next time you’ll see me, my boobs will be sagging on the floor.” I snarled. “Aw, Izy I’m sorry! But if it makes you feel better, you still make me want to turn lesbian. Even if you have saggy boobs.” She says. Eh, what a freak. But that’s my freak and I’m loving it. “Foos! I wan food, now!” Isaac basically screamed at us. Gee, problems much? “Lil boy, don’t you be getting an attitude with us!” Scylla said. I swear, they have a love/hate relationship. They always argue. I mean, when I went to K-mart they had a full on argument on which toy was better. So I ended up buying Scylla the truck and Isaac the red car. Yes, Scylla plays with toys. Its part of her. And it creeps me the hell out. “Ok! Guys stop fighting. Really Scylla? He’s freaking three!” Scylla just scoffed. “So! That doesn’t mean he can be rude to me!” I started rolling. Isaac was MAD. “Shut hell up, foos.” He mumbled. I stopped laughing. Scylla looked at me like what the hell did he say? Uh oh. Before she could blow up in the parking lot, I ran in the restaurant with Isaac. “Oh, waaaiiitteerrr!” I yelled. Everybody stopped what they were doing and looked at me. “What? Can a lady call for her waiter?” they just kept staring. “RUDE, MUCH?” I said very loudly. Oh yeah that’s right. I forgot about my creepy eyes. Then I remembered my hair. “Gee, people, just because I’m going white headed doesn’t mean you can be rude and stare… but are my boobs sagging cause I cant tell.” I asked while looking at my boobs. Isaac poked