You are probably thinking what could go wrong with starting University, right?
This is Christina!
Trust me, It's chaos unfolding at the wrath of tsunami. With missing dorm application, blocked credit cards and assignments, a LOT of assignments. Righ...
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Chapter 9, Fixing mistakes
"Have a good day," the lady behind the shop counter said as I nodded and walked out.
I looked at the package one last time as I got into my car and drove back to my apartment. It was 9 in the morning and I wanted breakfast. Like Christina said yesterday, she won't make breakfast until I get her the body wash I stole from her, that little dipstick kept her word.
I parked my car inside and I walked up the stairs. Why does it have to have stairs? I climbed and I was finally standing in front of the apartment door. I sighed as I fished out the keys and pushed them in. The door unlocked as I walked in.
Christina was sitting on one of the tools on the kitchen counter, sipping on her morning tea. She was still in her blue t-shirt and shorts. Her hair was pulled up in a messy ponytail and her lips were still red from the lip gloss she applies every night before she goes to bed.
"Oh?" she turned around and looked at me as she smiled, it was more of a smirk than a smile.
"You are back!" She beamed as I took my shoes off as I walked towards the counter. I placed the bag on the counter as she took the body wash out.
"I did as you told me, now breakfast." She looked at me and smiled for real this time and placed two plates of breakfast on the counter. I smiled at myself as I walked into my room and changed into something comfortable. Christina wasn't in the living room nor the kitchen. I suspected she was in her room and started eating myself.
The food was either good so it tasted good or I was so hungry that even the terrible food tasted amazing.
I hoped it was the first option and continued eating, a minute later Christina came out of her room and sat on the tool beside me, and started eating.
"So..." I started. "Why did you rush out that night?"
"Are you trying to have a civil conversation with me, Noah Grey?" Christina asked as she chucked.
"Hey, look I am sorry for what I did that night. I was mad, I just let it out on you" I said as I looked at her, her eyes were staring into nothing as her lips formed a small smile.
"No, I didn't rush out for that. My father suddenly got sick," she said as she looked down on her plate.
"Oh sorry," I said, not knowing what to say.
"No, it's fine. He was sick for a long time and his condition just got worse this time. But the doctors are working, I believe it will be ok," she looked up at me and beamed, she grabbed out of our empty plates and placed them on the sink.
"Also, this reminds me, I haven't been home for a week and this apartment looks like it has been abundant for months." Christina sharply turned and looked at me dead in the eyes.
