The bus arrived at the destination. Jennifer saw kids close to her age playing baseball. She decided to ignore them as she had better things to do in her life than seek more friends. A shout. A turn. Lastly, a hit to the lower abdomen. In a split second Jennifer was on the ground passing out and after that she found herself back on her bed.
Year older, without a belly.
Was it cruel twist of fate or something else. Jennifer had no idea how or when she had returned back. She had must have been slept whole day as she was now 12-years-old. Jennifer stood up and looked at herself from the mirror. Looking a bit mature, serious and adult-like. She could have fool someone to think that she's a eight grader. Thinking what else she could do as her relatively new phone showed that it was saturday. Two days without school. She had unread messages from wayback when but no missed calls. The messages were from Marcus. It seemed that he wanted to break up with Jennifer. She thought that it was bothersome to even think hanging out with kids like them. She wanted to be around older people. Kids were too chidish and Jennifer wanted to do things that her mother was able to do. Jennifer was yearning for more adult company.
Now that the pregnancy had been taken care of she could enjoy her second childhood how ever she wanted. She survived the last day without a hitch so what was blocking her to take the full enjoyment of this day. She wanted to go to the hot topic and dress how she felt. A fallen angel. The pristine youth that wanted to live on the edge like the cool kids. Smoking, drinking, listening metal music and having sex. She had freedom to do all this and more. She picked up the most darkest shirt she could find and put the the most comfortable silken underwear Jennifer had in her collection.
Exiting from the room Jennifer spotted her mother looking a bit more moody as well. Legs and wrists full of restored cut marks. Fishnet stockings, black croptop with red angel wings on the backside that revealed and made her mother's flat midriff looks sexy, choker, black long hair reaching to the ass and black leathery hotpants with big belt. Hot pants reveal the black whale tail as Sylvia turned around. Lastly her mother must have spent at least an hour or two in the bathroom to get that good looking make-up for herself. For a 23-year-old mother that was a statement and not a phase anymore. Maybe one day Jennifer would inherit her mother's fashion sense.
Jennifer ascension throught the stairs alerted her mother to which Sylvia greeted her.
"Morning sweety pea. Mommy's been invited to a party at other side of the country as a guest. Daddy's picking me in a minute to the airport and it's going to take the whole weekend. I left seven hundred in fifty dollar bills for you to spend how you see fit. Just don't burn the whole house down, okay?" Sylvia gave a cocky chuckled.
"Good to hear mom." Jennifer said as she took the fifty dollar bills. "Go any food in the fridge?"
"The same old, same old. Take out mostly... Why do you ask?" Sylvia asked as if this was an odd question.
"Nothing. I was thinking ordering pizza but wanted to eat the leftovers first." Jennifer replied back.
"I see. I think it's my time to leave as my sugary prince texted me just moment ago. Come give your mother a hug before the car arrives." Sylvia asked and reluctantly Jennifer went and gave a big hug to her mother who oddly smelled like a perfume but had that signature usual smell of fish and chips stall at middle of the night.
Jennifer watched as a guy in fancy looking car picked up her mother and they disappeared in to the distance. Now that she had stack of money to spend and no mother in sight. She had plenty of idea how to spend her weekend as a 12-year-old.