It's been about a week since that day that I found out about Gran. We spent most of the week just unpacking, watching movies, and ordering take out. Even though I talked to uncle John before he left that night, I still ended up crying myself to sleep. I just can't believe that someone that has impacted my life as much as Gran has, won't be in it for much longer. It just breaks my heart thinking about it. I've lost all of these important people. First my gramps from lung cancer last year, then in an accident my big brother Parker and my-- knock knock
"Come in." i mumble from underneath my duvet in bed
"Hey Bean... wait you're not up yet? Did you forget that today is your first day at your new school. We need to begin leaving in twenty minutes if you want to get there before the bell rings." My dad says walking towards my bed and yanking the duvet off of me.
"Uuuggghhh do i have to gooooo? Can't i just stay in bed?" I ask with my eyes still closed and my hands searching for the warm peace of heaven that my dad had robbed me of.
"Yes you do have to go. You can't not go to school. Now get up and get ready. Don't even worry about being ready in twenty minutes. You'll be late anyway. Just get up Bean." dad says as he exits my room
"fffiiiiiinnneeee. ill be down in like thirty." I yell back at him
"Thanks Bean!!" he yells back
"Stop calling me that dad"
"NEVER!!!!"
"UUUGGGHHH"
Against my better judgement I jumped out of my bed and walked into my bathroom. I turned on the shower and waited for the water to get warm. While I was waiting, I just stared at my reflection in the mirror. I looked horrible. Note to self, don't cry yourself to sleep again. As soon as the water was at a temperature that I liked, I hopped in and relaxed into the stream. The warm water on my back made everything in my life feel like it was being washed away at that very moment. The only downside was that I knew that it wasn't true.
Once I felt the water becoming colder, I turned it off, got out, wrapped myself in a towel, brushed my teeth, got dressed and put on a bit of makeup that only consists of mascara and lip gloss. I decided to wear a pair of ripped blue jeans, a white tee shirt, a pair of white adidas and my favorite black leather jacket, with my hair down.
I grabbed my bag with my school stuff and walked out of my bedroom. On my way down the stairs, I smelt the amazing french toast that my mom always made for me and Parker every morning before school. It brought back some good memories. I walked into the kitchen and went to the island bar stools. I sat my bag on the floor and walked over to my mom by the stove. I saw that she had made a bunch. For what reason, I have no idea, I guess she just likes to make them. I then realized that mom hadn't noticed me yet so I snatched the plate of french toast from the counter.
"Good strawberry milkshake on a Tuesday afternoon, Tate you scared the living life out of me." she says while trying to take the plate from my grasp. I yanked it away before she could.
"Really mom, strawberry milkshake on a Tuesday afternoon?" i said
"well that's how much you scared me. Now, please put the french toast back on the counter. I don't need your germs all over our food."
"um excuse me, i do not have any germs, i am clean for your information. I'm going to eat every last piece of french toast and you can't stop me." I stare down at the plate in my hands with wide eyes. At that moment, I felt something smack my head causing me to look up.
"what the heck mom. Did you just hit me in the head with a spatula?" I ask with a shocked facial expression.
"yes, yes i did, now put the toast down before i do it again." she says with an evil smile across her face.
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My Blue Eyed River
Genç KurguI took a tiny step back but the grip didn't loosen. I decided to look up and meet the eyes of who those warm and comforting hands belonged to. I was met with the deepest blue eyes I have ever seen in my life. He was much taller than me and had the s...
