Parrot And Girl

Chapter 2

A middle aged man I don't know just walked into my room, he wore a muddy brown business suit and shoes, he had light brown curly hair and green eyes. It took him a couple of minutes for him to settle down, and finally turned to face me, and me confusingly at him. He only smiled to which my legs shifted uncomfortably. I just went blank, and unable to speak.

"Lola, this is Mr Brown your new tutor" Andrea said, snapping me from my thoughts, and put a gentle hand on my shoulder. I looked up, and smiled at her.

Mr. Brown greeted kindly, "Hello Miss. Woods, it's nice to finally meet you."

I shook his hand after trying to take in what was going on right now until it did, I simply nodded with a small which is all I said, "hello."

Andrea just left the room after we introduced ourselves, leaving me with a stranger, and allowed the teaching to begin with teaching me something. I know in most home-schooling system it's always the parent or legal guardians that helps a child to develop learning skills but it's hard for herself to take care of other children, babies and toddlers especially. I'm not the only one with hardships, other kids have them too, and deserve her support as well.

"Lets start with maths, Andrea told me you struggle a bit in equations, you need improvements in that," He told me.

I gave him a nod.

Maths is one of the subjects I don't mind learning and I do struggle so it's best to start with maths, maybe Mr. Brown would teach different methods, just give him a chance. My previous one wasn't around much so it was hard to learn anything as I would get bored. I like learning especially if it's like home-schooling. So he began looking threw my maths book and then he began teaching me his method different to my last tutor which in the end has become easy and I happen to take notice a lot easier to learn. As each questions he wrote, I jot down methods, and answer them slowly.

He finished teaching maths and now it's time for English. Today he brought an old Shake-sphere Romeo and Juliet book which he told me we will be studying this play for the first term until Christmas break. I am not a fan of Shakesphere, I hate them and especially love stories: I find them quite boring, the couples in them are always looking into their own worlds. The only thing they focus on is each other as if their life depended on it. That's something coming from a twelve year old. Also because of the way he had written his books, the way they have been plotted out. It's confusing, and really weird.

Now it's time for science before I have lunch in the kitchen with Andrea. Mr. Brown just talked about cells, and drew weird alien looking diagrams which I took note of in my book. I love biology, you learn about plants and animals. I'm into nature especially trees. Anything related to nature, gets me.

Morning lessons have finished, now it's time for my lunch. I decided to make myself peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch but Andrea doesn't mind and besides she lets me make my own food, anyone can make sandwiches. I decided to have my lunch outside, on a bench as today seems like a really nice day for a fresh air. Sure it's just me, but there's a few babies, and toddlers playing with Andrea. I would play too, but the call of the wind wins me over them.

The afternoon sun already beats down it's warm heat as I place myself on the wooden chair and munched on my food, taking in the buttery nut taste. A small chirp caught my ears, from the corner of my eye I spot a little brown bird with red feathered chest, a robin. It spotted me, and immediately flew away, which caused me to smile. It just reminds me of the times I spent my childhood with Joey, and my parents before they all died which stricken me hard on that day.

I head back to my room to finish my homeschooling lessons with Mr. Brown, and then I'll go for a jog like I do everyday. Who says an orphan girl, in a foster home who homeschools shouldn't go out, and stay cooped in for life?

My last lesson ended and the tutor left which gave me some freedom to go for a jog to the park. So I change from my clothes, and replaced them with my jogging outfit which was black with a single green streak at the sides of my jacket and pants. Once I'm ready, I head downstairs and hugged Andrea before going out.

"Hello world," I said to the sky. Sometimes I like to talk randomly to the air or to myself.

So I jogged my way to the park, from there I didn't stop, so I carried on going around. For minutes I ran, but only stop for small breaks to take in the oxygen, then return to running. Until my tired legs couldn't handle anymore, I ended the jog by coming to kid's playground area.

There are two nearly scraped red painted swings near the entrance, from the opposite there sat a curvy slide, that is also attached to a monkey bar from its right. Next comes a merry go round if you'd dare yourself for a spin like there now, as one kid push, and the rest gold on, stay as it spins faster after released. It wouldn't be fun without screaming. Lastly lets not forget the field far off for big kids wanting to bring their balls for a game of soccer, or basketball. Seems pretty simple, aside from few rock sculptures made by people who thought of them. Probably not other people, but I admire those sculptures whenever I come to this park, and see them. I like art, and I enjoy painting in my free time.

I sat myself down on one of the swings, and rocked back, and forth as it forced my hair to wave. I closed my eyes and imagined myself that I could fly like a bird and swing like a monkey. I opened my eyes, let myself swing automatically until it stops on its own. For once I let my worries aside, and not think of anything else. I want to keep swinging higher, and higher but knew if that happens, the chains will snap, and I'd get hurt, or blamed for it.

After a while I decided to take ten minutes rest on one of the park benches. I leaned my back and place both my palms behind my head, and relax. Just wish that I didn't have to cry all the time, and enjoy the time I have.

Suddenly one of the teenagers got knocked on the knee by a ball, and tripped on the ground, his knee started to bleed as it nearly surprised me. He wore a red t-shirt, and dark blue sports shorts with blond hair. One of his friends with blue to,p and jeans helped him up.

The one in blue asked his friend, "Marshall, are you OK?"

The one named Marshall winced but nodded "Yeah, I'm alright, don't worry bro."

"Are you sure, we played enough, and you kept hitting your knees."

As the two conversed, I turned them out, and looked towards the sky for a moment. I held back a sigh, and glance back at them.

Those two seem like good friends as if they could lean on each other's shoulder just from the way they get along. Wish I could be like that, have friends like them. I tried, but then I would get scare, and dare not to. My heart ached for something. Sometimes I wish for something better, or anything to happen, anything even if it's unexpected. I look up to the sky, and thought of my family. What would they do if they see their daughter all sad just because they're dead?

They may have passed away but still they wouldn't want me to give up. I still remember my Dads final words in my head, just the way his voice sounds, 'If, you every feel alone, don't be afraid and just stay strong even if your Mom, and I can't be around you.' I still remember those final words as if they were still there with me, Dad's words of wisdom, Mom's loving hug and smile, Joey sitting on my shoulder and repeating words and a happy family. They were once part of my world. No they were in my world, the three of them, and all four of us living like a happy family. But after everything fell apart, so did my heart, a piece of it fell, it shattersd, and there wasn't a way I could shape it back to the way it was.

Just the thought of it nearly made me cry but I held my tears back because I will not let that weakness take over me. I am not weak, I am a strong girl!

I went back on the swing for another few more minutes, and then I'll jog back home.

And little did I know, a suprise is waiting just for it to get discovered, and change my life.