The Music between us

Chapter 21:Awkard

Miranda

"So what would you like to have for lunch dear, scones?"Mrs. Jackson-I meant Annina asked.

I'm not a big fan of scones, I have nothing against them it's just it doesn't settle well on my tongue.
Is that weird?

Not to be disrespectful, I agreed, "sure ."
One of the maids poured me orange juice, settling it with a plate of scones, before returning to their duties.

I looked at them as they come and go it was so weird how there are a lot of them, but it was like they are never there.

It's so creepy.

I sat there forcing the food in, while I watched the ma'am work

We were sitting in the family's lounge room, while Mrs. Jackson-Annina was working on her report.

She looked so focused on her work, that it felt like she wasn't breathing. Not a sound or a soul seems to have entered the room. The only sound that was heard is the flipping of her page.....and the inedible pastry, that I was forced to gobble down.

I started fidgeting with my legs, not knowing what to do, I kept looking up at her and opening my mouth deciding when to talk, but whenever I tried I shut my mouth straight.

I was starting to get bored, out of my mind, I started sipping my juice a bit loud to get her attention but she was so focused she didn't flinch or budge.
Drinking all the juice I placed my glass down shoving the scones away.

"So you are a reporter?"I asked....waiting, the silence was killing me.

"A journalist" she answered tilting her head up to meet me

What's the difference?

As if reading my mind she answered ith proudly "A reporter is someone who gathers information through various sources and presents them to the audience, while a journalist is someone who investigates and presents it in a story."

Yeah, I still don't see the difference.

Bang!!!!!!

As the door swung open with a bang, I jumped out of my seat, as a result of a huge fright.

"Hey mom" a girl with blonde came running up towards us, before plunging her whole body weight onto the couch with a thud, then she gave her mom a huge wet kiss on the cheek.

Must be her daughter, I guess of the fact she called her mom.

I gave them a moment to have their motherly-daughter moment, while I was on trying to figure out how to swallow the scones down my throat.

Yep they are still there

The girl was 5'4 tall, she had fair light skin and long blonde hair, tied in a ponytail, she was dressed in a white crop top and large jean pants.

Oh, my world she looks exactly like her mom, except.........younger.

Finally acknowledging my presence, she turned her back from her mom to look at me."You finally up, Sleeping Beauty." she said so hyped, throwing her hands in the hair.

Hmmm, Maybe I'll like her.

"Hey, I'm Hannah."She introduced herself.

Accepting her greetings, I introduced myself back "Miranda"

"Omg you look so pretty and your hair is so soft-I wish I had hair like yours, what do you use for your skin ?-its glowing, I can never get my skin to shine like yours, I'm jelly-"

Things were going so fast that, I didn't know what was happening, this girl was touching me and feeling me like I was some kind of species, that was never seen before.