news. I was a good student and knew I could succeed at something, if I found the right path.
“What do a bunch of hippy guidance counselors know?! I have known you my whole life and know what’s best for you. And you’d better remember that if you don’t have outstanding grades...this will be your last year there. If you can’t succeed at life sciences, then you will amount to nothing. There is such a need for doctors, nurses, pharmacists, vets, that is the only career worth spending any time and attention.” The tears were racing down my face. “I don’t agree with you. There are lots of jobs you can work and make good money at. Besides, you have to LIKE your job too. You’ll be working at it the rest of your life. Doesn’t that matter?” I hated my life. Why could I not be free to make my own decisions?
“Goodbye mother.” I said and hung up before she could say anything more. I took some solid breaths and wiped my tears away. It took me several minutes though because the tears fell faster once I hung up the phone. Hopefully no one would notice, I didn’t want the whole crowd asking me a million questions to try and understand my home life. When I felt calm and collected, I returned to my room.
The movie was rolling and everyone was settled in their spots. Jared was right where I left him and I picked up my scissors to finish his haircut.
“You know, your eyes are so beautiful when you cry,” he said very quietly. I was shocked and ashamed at the same time. I thought I had waited long enough in the hall for the physical signs of crying to dissipate. I must have looked splotchy with blood shot eyes. I looked to the ground to avoid his eye contact. “Are you ok?” He asked. I glanced around the room, everyone was distracted by the movie except Jared. I nodded and continued cutting his hair. “I’m sorry, it’s really hard for me to sit here while she says mean things to you on the phone. It takes everything in me to not rip the phone out of your hand and chew her out. I don’t even know her and I already hate her. You’re a good person Perry, I don’t know what her problem is.” I felt new tears forming. He got me. No one ever spoke up for me or defended me. Everyone would just look at me in silence or disbelief. I felt his arms wrap around my waist for a hug. I put my arm around his shoulders and whispered “Thank you.” I felt part of my heart heal with his kind words. All this time I never thought anyone would understand what it felt like to be me. I had quit trying to get people to understand because they only saw the facade, they never saw how behind it was a pile of crap that rotted and festered. No one had believed me, until today.
Chapter 7
“Oh my God! Have you seen how much snow is falling?” Jen slammed down her tray at the dinner table. Almost all of our gang was here at dinner, which was strange because we hadn’t even planned it.
“Sledding on the hill tonight if this keeps up.” Greg suggested. The snow fell in huge snow blobs from the sky. The ground already had a thin white blanket of it and there were plenty of snow-heavy clouds in the sky. “Who’s game?” Everyone at the table chirped a yes. The rest of dinner became like a planning session between a bunch of 8 year olds planning for a snow battle. We wrapped up and agreed to call each other when we were heading out. Sledding in the dark would be way cooler than in the day. I noticed two of the guys had smuggled their dinner trays out. I wondered what they were up to.
Molly and I headed back to our room and got our class material ready for the next day and then chilled out and watched TV. Our phone rang around 8:30 and the boys told us to meet on the huge hill next to our dorm. We suited up in our warmest clothes, parkas, hats, and gloves and knocked on our other friends’