The Girl With Brown Eyes

Alaina POV “Sweety, go and help aunt Lyla. Don’t stand here.” I gave an awkward smile to the old lady and started walking towards the kitchen. I don’t know who this Lyla aunt is. I met them when I was a five-year-old kid, meeting mom's friends after many years is slightly weird. “There she is, baby come here.” I heard my mom’s sugar-coated words gesturing me to come near her. I placed my fruit juice glass on the table before padding towards where she is. My hands started sweating as I saw a group of people observing my every move. They are sweaty because of the heat and the stupid cardigan I wore to this party. “She really grew up, she was so small when we last time met.” One of the women commented. Well, you met when I was five and everyone is small at that age. I gave her a tight smile standing beside my mum, she put her hand on my back as she looked at her friends. They all exactly look like the friends I imagined my mum would be friends with. “She is going to start her senior high this year.” My mom said and I clearly know my mom is acting in front of these people. She never speaks to me this politely. Listening to her fake words is making me sick. “That’s good, have you thought about your college? Which stream you chose?” a fair looking lady asked. Before I could answer her my mom beat me off by opening her mouth. I bit the inside of my mouth stopping myself from snapping at my mum. “Oh, she is going to medical stream like her elder sister Chole. We already planned everything for her, she will be staying with Chole and I'm happy that Chole will be there to take care of her.” I stood there awkwardly as the women asked my mom a few questions and she answered while I listened to their words. My eyes met with the fair looking lady with dark red lipstick, I give her a smile before looking away. Can I just go home... “My kids and his friends are in the backyard, why don’t you go and join them, honey,” the fair lady said with a smile. She seemed to be a nice lady but who knows. I nodded my head smiling a little before looking at my mom. She nodded her head and I walked away from there. I took a deep inhale and observe the interior of the house we are in. My mom brought me to a get-together party of her friends. I would call this place a mansion, I turn left where I saw a hallway connecting to somewhere.  I don't see anyone, I inhale loudly looking at the pictures and paintings. "They are loaded," I said quietly looking at the family portraits. The man of the house is quite old and it seems like the lady of the house is too young. "Who cares." I look at the two tall kids who wore smirks. They must be the same age as me. I never saw them though, maybe because I'm from a different town.  Looking right and left, I plop down with my body leaning against the white wall. I close my eyes not wanting to think about anything for a minute that seems to be impossible. My summer vacation is going to end in two days, I will be a senior this year and I don’t understand what I'm going to do. I don’t wanna go to medical school. I'm not passionate about medical school or a career like my sister Chole. I'm not in the mood to talk with anyone, I tagged along with my mom because I don’t wanna anger her. Isn’t it funny that when we were kids we make a checklist or bucket list of the things which we want to do when we grow up, as we grow up those things fade away? I don’t want to go to medical school but my parents already planned my life, at any cost they will send me to a medical school just like how they made Chole go there. Chole wanted to do interior designing but they made her go to medical school. My dad owns a small grocery store while my mom is a head nurse in the hope hospital. Right from my childhood everything is decided by my parents. What dress you wear, where you go, where you need to sit, what you have to eat, when you have to sleep. Everything is decided by my parents. Sometimes I feel like running away from all these restrictions. I saw how Chole cried every night for leaving her dreams and chasing for something she doesn’t like. She wrote me emails saying how hard and frustrating it is there and I don’t wanna go to that hell. I have my plans and I know I'm going to risk everything to achieve my goals. I'm just waiting for the right time until my senior high ends. I don’t wanna end up like Chole, I love my sister so much as she is the only one who understands me well and I know she is going to support me for whatever decision I'm going to take. I stand up from my sitting position, I walk further watching everything. I stop at the window and look outside, the backyard of this mansion is pretty, there is a pool and an outside sitting area.    My gaze shifted to the three girls and two boys who are standing in the backyard, making jokes and laughing among themselves. They seemed close, I'm not a social butterfly so I hardly mingle with people. One of the girls tried to start a conversation when I entered the household but sadly I kept the conversation simple and one word. She soon lost interest and went away to talk with the other two girls. I'm happy to be alone and enjoy my own company rather than others. My phone started ringing, I pulled it out and answered knowing who it is. "Where are you?" "Bathroom... Will be there in a minute." she ended the call immediately. I sign looking at the screen before pushing it into my jean pocket. I turn around to walk back from where I came from. As I was taking a turn, I didn't see the person coming. We bumped slightly before I stepped away without seeing the guy's face. "Sorry," I said walking ahead. I don't even know if the guy replied or not.