Staring at myself in the mirror, it was something I haven't done in a long time to properly look at myself. Within a few moments, I let out a defeated sigh and looked down onto the counter. Thinking it was time for something different, I had bought some hair dye when I was out in the market with Ray. With the recent and quite sudden break up with Galen, I needed something new. Upon opening the box, I pulled out the directions and read them carefully. All I needed was to mess this up and I was already not having a good day. I took the gloves that were inside the directions and put them on my hands. Looking over the directions once more, I followed the instructions on how to mix the dye and with one more look in the mirror at myself. Bye bye blonde.
When all the dye was in my hair, I wrapped a towel around my shoulders and walked out of my bedroom. With my parents both gone, it was just Ray and I. Sighing, I sat down on my bed and reached over to the night stand to grab my phone. Touching the screen, it lit up and the screen showed me nothing new. No texts, no phone calls. I tossed it on the bed and walked over to the window. Rain was pouring down and the window felt cold when I touched it. I stared out the window, looking down at the street. Cars were parked but no people were walking. Robots knew better to go out onto the rainy street, for their owners feared they would short circuit and it wasn't cheap to fix a robot.
Tearing myself away from the window, I looked at the digital clock. Knowing how long I had been standing at the window, it was time to wash the dye out of my hair. I walked into the bathroom, tossing the towel from around my shoulders onto the top of the toilet seat. I reached in and grabbed the shower head, intending to only use it to wash the dye out. Turning on the water, I fiddled with it for a little bit until I had gotten it to the right temperature. Reaching over, I turned on the faucet to the showerhead and watched it as the water ran into the tub. I leaned over the side and made sure I wasn't going to get any water or dye on my clothes. With the warm water running over my hair, I watched as the dark brown dye ran down the drain. I ran my hand through my hair a couple of times, making sure I had gotten all of the dye out of my hair. When the water started turning clear, I reached over and turned off the water and when it was off, I let the showerhead rest against the side of the tub as I blindly reached around for my towel. When I felt it brush against my fingertips, I pulled it towards me and set it on my head. I stood as I dried my hair. Taking the towel off, I looked at myself in the mirror. It was weird seeing no blonde but brunette instead. After spending a few more minutes in front of the mirror, fixing my hair and blow drying it, I was pleased with what I saw. I was no longer a blonde that hung around a football player most of her time but now, I was a brunette but I did not know what to do with it. Something in the corner of the mirror caught my eye and I looked up. It was a picture of Galen and I. How did I forget that it was there? Reaching up and pulling it down, I looked at the picture. It was at least a year old and it was at one of his football games. He was in his uniform and I was just in regular clothes, both of us smiling at the picture. I reached over, opening a drawer and putting the picture in it. No sense in having it up if we were no longer together. I stared at the picture a few moments longer before closing the drawer. I heard a knock on the door and I walked out of the room.
"Yes?" I asked as I opened the door. I knew who it was right away and it was Ray.
"I am inquiring if you are going to be coming down for breakfast."
"I am right now. Thank you for coming and getting me."
"You are quite welcome miss." I followed Ray down the steps and the smell of the food hit my senses, making my stomach growl. I had no idea how hungry I was since I was really more focused on my hair than anything else. I sat down at the table and not even a moment later, Ray had sat down a plate with scrambled eggs, toast and bacon. I started eating as Ray cleaned up. I was mid sip of my orange juice when the front door opened. Looking over my shoulder, I had saw it was my parents. It was strange seeing them walk through the front door together. I couldn't even remember when they had down that last.
"Morning sweetie." My father said as he walked by the table.
"Morning." I said to the both of them, watching them walk to the living room and setting their things down. I went back to eating as I heard Ray ask my parents if they had wanted anything to eat. They had declined and when I noticed the silence in the room, I looked up and saw them both staring at me.
"You dyed your hair." My mother said. I nodded. By the look on her face, it looked like she had never seen someone dye their hair before.
"I did. Decided to live in the moment, spice life up." I said as I finished my breakfast and stood up to put my plate in the sink.
"Honey, we need to talk." I heard my father say to me and when I heard it, I froze up instantly. Thoughts were racing quickly through my brain. I knew I was passing all of my classes at school, I hadn't done anything to get a detention and I couldn't think of anything else as I turned around and stared at my parents. Both were in their late thirties, having two different jobs that took up most of their time.
"Okay." I said as I turned around and leaned against the counter.
"We are going to get you a new robot. The NS-5." I shook my head.
"No, I don't want one. Ray is perfectly fine. He has had all his updates and there are no glitches." I looked over at the robot, whom I swore was looking at me in adoration. I couldn't tell for that split second before I looked back over at my parents.
"But this is the newest robot technology-"
"I don't give a damn about new robots! I don't need a new one, Ray is just fine." I pushed myself off the counter. I couldn't stay in the house with them, just waltzing in here and telling me that they were taking my robot away.
"We have them at our jobs and they are amazing." My mother said, looking at me then to Ray.
"That's nice but this isn't your job. This is home, you know, the place where your daughter spends most of her time with a robot that practically takes care of her." I saw the hurt on my parents face but they needed to know. What was the point of having parents when they weren't going to be around?
"That's not how you talk to us." My father said in that stern voice, the one I hardly ever got to hear. "Whether you like it or not, you are getting a new robot."
"Whether you like it or not, Ray is staying. You can shove that new robot up where the sun doesn't shine." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Had the hair dye done something to my brain that was causing me to act like this? My parents looked stunned as I walked back up the steps to my room. "Ray!" I called from the top of the steps. In only a fraction of a moment, he appeared at the bottom of the steps.
"Come up to my room. I feel the sudden urge to rearrange my bedroom." I turned and walked into my room, hearing the robot right behind me. I stood in the middle of my room, looking at everything, trying to picture where I would move everything. Turning around, Ray was already standing in the doorway. "I was thinking of putting my bed over here, near the window."
"I would advise against that miss. If it gets cold or windy outside, there will be a draft and you'll have a high chance that you'll get sick. I would move the desk to the window." Standing there for a moment, Ray had a point. I nodded and looked at the robot. I was still reeling from what my parents told me about getting rid of him, deciding I would fight tooth and nail to keep him.
"Okay, let's get started then." Moving things around the room didn't like long with a robot and I felt like I was doing nothing at all but without him, it would of taken me half the day to get this done. Stopping after we were done, I looked around the room and nodded. "I love it. Thank you Ray."
"Anything to help you ma'am." The robot turned and walked out of the room. Moving over to the bed, I sat down and sighed. It was getting late and I was going to have to go down and eat. Taking a moment, I didn't hear any voices but the sounds of pots and pans down in the kitchen. Had they finally left? Laying back on the bed, realizing that tomorrow was another new week of school. How was I going to do this? I'd just have to figure out somehow.
Hey guys, I am so sorry for taking four years to put up this new chapter. I will try my best to keep this updated more frequently than every few years. I'm sorry.