An innocent girl leaves her hometown to face her new challenges in her senior year as an independent woman. Later on, she realizes that the real challenge that she is facing is being a tenant of the landlord, Larissa Weems.
"Donna Sheridan." she answered. I was a bit amused because I never heard of that name before. Sheridan is a lovely surname and personally, I think it would be a great name. Plus, I really like her vibe. She's so accommodating, welcoming and actually very beautiful. I'd totally pray my whole life to look like this if I reach her age. Maybe being cheerful and the so-called happiness is really a good thing.
"That's a very unique surname." I said before tasting the milkshake that she prepared. "Mmm. This is so good too! How unfortunate of me to be tasting it this time of my life. I wish I could've known you earlier." I exclaimed in such enthusiasm.
"It's late when I realized that I wanted to build a diner that would feel like..." she took a deep breath, "—home."
"I had to admit, it really feels like home. Are you open daily?" Not me asking this question. I'm really overwhelmed about this diner and I think this would be my 2nd favorite place ever. Bri's Brews is first on my list of course.
"That...I am not sure about, my dear. I'm old but I still have other responsibilities. You know, mother things..." she let out a soft chuckle which made me blush.
Me and my mommy issues could never.
"I see and I totally understand that."
"You're a student?" she asked all of a sudden.
I nodded, "Yes, in Sapienta. It's just a few blocks away from here."
"Hmm..." she hummed, "The name's quite familiar."
"Maybe you know our headmistress? Larissa Weems."
"—No. I don't know her. Maybe it's just really familiar. I'm not from here anyway." I gasped after hearing what she said. I don't know but there is something about me when I'm meeting someone and knowing that they are not originally from Raven. It's just really fascinating to meet people who would understand the adjustments that I am experiencing personally.
"I'm also new here! I moved in a few months ago."
"Really? How are your adjustments then?"
"It's okay, I'm okay. Life is just really fucking me hard sometimes—Oh, I'm sorry for my language..." I apologized when I realize that I'm already becoming reckless with my words.
"No big deal. Life can be fucked up most of the time." She gave me a huge smile.
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"Do you want something else?" she followed up.
"Umm.. do you have a rice bowl meal? I'm really kind of hungry. I was super tired last night." I said in a bashful way while I scratch my forehead.
"Yes, my dear. We do have. Why were you tired? You work?—"
"No, I don't. I—Well...I just—Actually...Because I exercised last night. A very extreme work out." I lied. I was just really fucking my hot principal. I'm sorry, I hate lying.
