Chapter 3 Stranger

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I opened the front door to my house, and entered.
I heard this voice of a very calm person instructing something , like yoga or aerobics. But strangely it was coming from the TV, I dropped my bag at the enterence and ran, and to my schock I saw gran in neon pink half trackpant and a neon yellow and black jacket, she was standing on a exercise mat and the TV was tuned with yoga.

I know gran is a really fitness conscious woman but, when she's already fit, why does she even want to exercise at this stage.

I yelled at gran, 'gran are you even in your senses, the doctor told you not to overburden yourself with immediate exercise, can't you wait for one more month!'

She made a sad face and said, 'Isle I've made my dream list and most of my dreams require a fit body, so I'm doing this exercise thing for myself, and yoga is such a pure form of meditating and relaxing your body, so please let me!' Then she turned herself to the TV and continued.

I yelled in annoyance, 'gran! Where's this list of yours?'
She calmly replied, 'anger is not good for teens, there's a file saved on my laptop with the name, Cam's dream, take out a print out and then decide whatever you want. And don't you dare open any of my novel files on my laptop!', she said the end part rather in anger!

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I went back to the enterence and picked up my bag and threw it once again on the floor on my room, then I changed my clothes into my very own neon green half trackpant and a bright blue tee.

I went to gran's room, which by the ways is awesome. Since she's a writer, she rich! And bloody rich. She has this amazing vintage film star dressing table with bulbs all around the mirror, I like sitting in front of that mirror, and admiring at my, dark blond hair, silver green eyes, and red cheeks, which make a total jerk out of me!

Actually I hate mirrors, I'm not a gorgeous looking girl and I'm not even into fashion, unlike my gran, though she's old but has this amazing wardrobe which has even amazign clothes. I wouldn't wanna go in detail of her clothes, just see the face that she's bloody rich and she can buy anything.

I moved away from admiring all her things and went to her laptop. Her wallpaper was of her car Louie who had died just one month before gran's heart attack.
Dad thinks its because of Louie gran had an heart attack, as Louie was gran's better son than dad.

Mom however, thinks that it's Louie's soule which did that, coz gran instantly forgot about Louie and wrote on her novel all day long.
But now I know she misses Louie everyday.

I scrolled on to the file named Cam's dreams, and opened it.

My eyes were soo bursting out of my face, they were just gonna fall of gran's dreams were crazy!
And the list was long, when I really he'd the end of page one, my heart sank and fell of the chair, and hit my head hard. And soon a bell rang.

I quickly got up and pressed the print button and deleted the file from gran's laptop. I was no way gonna mum and dad get to this mission.

I banged my head so hard I felt like gran was yelling my name. Or was she yelling at my name seriously!

Yikes!!!!!

I ran to the TV room, where gran was practising yoga, she wasn't there.
She yelled again, 'Isle! Where are you?'
Now I could guess better where she was, I went towards the entrance and Shawn was standing there.

Before I could say a word, gran said, 'Isle, isn't this the same lovely driver who took my side while coming back from the cinema!'
I nodded.
But then Shawn spoke up, 'um... Cam you know I'm not a driver, and I'm not homeless, that's just my part-time job.'

'Oh! Well sorry dear! I didn't mean to insult you. Anyways how are you here?', gran said.

I spoke instantly, 'um... Gran, he offered to help you put complete those dreams, because....', then I gestured Shawn to tell the reason, and then he spoke up, 'yeah! Well because I really miss my granddad, and I'd love to help him do something live this.'

Gran looked at me in anger then at him and then said, 'you know what you're allowed to help me out dear, but call me Cam. And may I please know your good name', she said, forwarding her hand to shake.

Shawn instantly shook his hand with her, and told her his name.

Then we all sat on the dining table, and I brought out the list of gran's dreams which, almost shocked Shawn too as it went like this.......

Cam's dreams:
#Watch Titanic once a month
#Finish off with the novel
#Publish the novel when completed
#Go to the shopping mall and eat a happy meal with a toy in Mc Donald's
#Go on bungee jump

Seeing the fifth one, Shawn sprung up from his chair, and I could guess felt dizzy.
Gran looked at him and me saying, 'what'!

I shot up at her, 'gran you know that such a ride will give you really hard butterflies, and that's not good for you.'
Shawn said in agreement, 'yeah! Cam, its not a good idea, I think you should try a maybe less butterfly-ish ride!'
Gran laugh mocked at Shawn's statement and said, 'so you two expect me to go on a roller coaster for 5 year olds with only a straight track with no ups and downs!'

Shawn spoke up with a knowingly smile on his face, 'Isle, of you're not forgetting, you have to shortlist some of these, so you can always remove this one!'

I gave a evil smile in agreement, while gran sinned us.

But it was of no use.
Anywyas her list aheah went like this....
#Go to the best waterpark in the world
#Meet a prominent author
#Meet one crazy fan of mine
#Sit in a limo and drive till Las Vegas

At this Las Vegas Shawn raised his eyebrows and said, 'Cam seriously, Las Vegas?'
Gran held up her hands in offence and said, 'I should have written get hit by a bullet by you two, instead!'
I got up from the table, banged my fists and marched off the room.

And I walked till my room and banged my door hard. Gran was getting on my nervs! No one can blackmail me and not gran at least.

I heard some chuckling between gran and Shawn.
My head boiled more than anything now!
They were making fun of me! Fun of me!!!!

I got up opened the door and crept till where they were sitting. And I saw Shawn was reading something on a paper. And gran was laughing at him.

I ran in the room and snatched the paper from Shawn, and to my amaze I saw, that gran was showing Shawn the review of her next  book, apprantely which she was working on.

I made a frowning face and yelled at gran, 'you couldn't let your own granddaughter read about your novel and you're letting a stranger read it?'

Gran's expression changed to shock and she looked at Shawn, to which I turned to look at Shawn, and I realised, I called Shawn a stranger out loud, and in a eude enough tone to humiliate him.

Shawn gave a dissapeoved smirk and a mocking laugh, then he got up and said, 'Cam, nice knowing you! I don't think I should have taken you're granddaughters place. I'm really sorry, Isle.'

And them he simply walked the door and went away.

I hurt him. Seriously, I, hurt, him!

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