Keeping It Together

|5|Lessons

Chapter 5

Hope~

The next morning I end up waking up on the right side of the bed. I was smiling ear to ear, the atmosphere was so glum-

Okay, I'll stop.

Throwing my sheets to the side, I got out of bed and dragged my tired self to the bathroom. Where I spent an hour in the shower.

When I was done taking a bath, I picked out my clothes for the day. Which was just a white crop top with yellow flowers and a short jumper.

I didn't need anything to wear on my feet so I went bare. I brushed my short hair, adding strands of hair to the side. I brush my teeth and stared at myself in the mirror for a few seconds.

My face screamed the word tired and mess.

Glancing at the mirror one last time, then I started to make my way to the kitchen.
As I reach the kitchen, the smell of eggs filled the air.

My belly started to grumble as soon as it hit my nose.

"Good morning?" I said a bit confused why everyone was laughing.

Then yesterday hit me.

"You are officially my favorite" Alex says laughing.

Jay who had his head in a book was sitting by the counter, while Gabriel is sitting next to him look ready to kill me.

Let's not mess with him today.

Or ever.

"Morning Hope," Grandma says sipping her coffee.

"Why don't you go sit in the dining room" nodding my head I turn around and started to make my way to the dining room.

Carter was already there sitting in his usual seat. I let out a sigh as I sat down in the chair beside him.

"Yes? how may I help you?" Carter asks turning his phone off. How random

"What were you doing?" I ask reaching to grab his cup of juice.

"Don't touch my drink" I quickly draw my hand back at his tone. He is so moody

"Nothing" he shrugs.

Understanding he didn't want to talk I let it go.

"So Why haven't you learn Italian?" Carter questions, I just slump my shoulders.

"Corinne never really spoke Italian when we were here in Italy" I explained.

"Carter how old is Dean?" I quietly asked. Carter turn to look at me a little confused.

"He's 28 why?" If I'm correct I remember the article that I read said that Blake was also 28.

"No reasons," I said turning my attention to the empty plate in front of me.

Anyways Breakfast finally arrived, we said a morning prayer and then we ate. After breakfast, I went to see Jay he has things to do tomorrow, which means he can't help me with my Italian tomorrow so he asked to do it now.

"Jay?" I knocked, again no one answered so I just walked in.

Jay was on his bed, he had earphones in his ears.

At least he has an excuse for not answering the door. This time

Creeping over his shoulders I caught a glance of what he was doing.

"Can I see it" when I said that he quickly closed the book pushing it under the pillow.

"Why did you close it?" I was so confused.