High Hopes

Two - I'm Your Neighbor

Brightness.

Burning on my eyelids, forcing them to open.

I looked around and remembered everything. I sighed and sat up.

It's 8:30. I have two hours to kill before my mysterious neighbor shows me around.

I just can't wrap the idea that I live in Florida now.

I know, it's been one day but it's so weird. How will I ever fit in.

What if they have some special language?

Damn, I'm screwed if they do.

My phone vibrated and I turned it on, curious as to who would text me.

Mike was the contact name on the screen and I unlocked to see the text.

'How's it in Florida?' the text read.

I shook my head and turned off my phone, deciding not to reply.

I love Mike but he just left and didn't say goodbye one day. I knew he was back at his college but the least he could've done was say goodbye.

I grabbed a red Hollister dress that I brought yesterday and changed. I curled my golden hair and put mascara on my lashes to bring out my brown eyes. I brushed my teeth too.

I'd rather not have breath that stinks.

I walked down the cascading spiral stairs and saw the maid from last night.

Did she tell me her name?

I don't know I was pretty tired tbh.

I decided to approach her since I was starving.

"Uh hi? Um can I have some breakfast? Sorry I don't remember your name." I rambled.

The maid smiled. "It's Matilda and certainly. I will go inform the chef. The living room is that way if you would like to watch Television."

I nodded and walked to where she pointed. There were french doors leading into a room with a wrap around sofa and a huge flat screen.

I walked in and found the remote on a cushion. I sat down and flipped throuh the channels.

Boring.

Ew.

No.

I sighed after being unable to find anything to watch.

I'm not really the kind to watch tv. Normally I'm playing lacrosse or drawing. When I have time, I watch Netflix.

I use to watch Criminal Minds with my dad all the time. It was literally our thing. I smile thinking about him.

My mom taught me how to play lacrosse. She was amazing when she was in high school. I guess I'm okay.

Damn I miss them.

Matilda startled me when she walked in front of my view. I hadn't realized I zoned off.

"Alyssa your food is ready. Your aunt and uncle only allow people to eat in the dining room."

"Of course. I wasn't watching anything. Thanks Matilda." I smiled.

She led the way back through and to the dining room.

Chandeliers were hung from the ceiling, glistening from the lights. The table stretched a good 10 feet.

I took a seat in one of the white fabricated chairs and waited for my food.

A second later, Matilda arrived with a plate of beautiful food.

Eggs, bacon, sausage, and two waffles drenched in syrup was lying before me. My mouth watered and I dug in.