Lost in the city

4 Emma

Since I'm stuck with this family, I might as well try to get to know them.
During this family gathering I got dragged into, I spoke a lot with Elina. We share the same love for interior and she talked a lot about card games. I have never really thought about the option to be so obsessed with card games before, but it really works for her. She invited me to join the sunday card game day this week, so that could be fun, I guess.

"How are you liking your stay so far?" Monica asks as we start walking outside of her home. It is a sunny evening and her two dogs are behaving well to be such big giants with loads of energy. From what I know about huskies though, they like the winter a lot more than a warm summer day.

"A lot of screaming," I say with a small smile tucking on my lips. Theodore lets out a sound that resembles a laugh, but I'm not quite sure. Monica, walking in the middle of us, doesn't hide her laugh at all. "Sorry about that," she replies to my statement. I shake my head with a smile on my face.

Monica’s dogs keep their steps close by her and looks at their owner a ton. Seems like outside of breeding dogs, she also does a lot of training them. Their bond seems crazy good.
I wonder if I could ever have a bond like that, maybe not with a dog, but an actual person.

I've had a lot of friends growing up, never had a problem speaking to anyone or talking back to stranger thinking they're better than others. But even though I've had multiple friendgroups, I've never got that one friend I can talk to all night long. My sister has a friend like that, how I envy her.

I don't know what I'm doing wrong, never having closer friends. Never had anyone to tell my deepest, darkeat secrets. Like how my sister, who is 4 years younger than me, hooked up with my boyfriend when I was 18. Not to mention he was 19. That's probably more a secret for my sister than for me, though. But No matter how much jelousy I will ever feel towards her, I would never go out and tell anyone that. Not even our parents.

I didn't notice how fast the time went as we kept walking. I've noticed how Theodor is oddly quiet, I don't know if it is because of me or if it is his usual self. Monica, however, keeps talking for ages. I don't mind, as it let me dose of and think about how angry I am at my parents still. The worst part is, I am almost grateful for getting a new start, in a new City, with new, kind people. At least I think they're kind.

"Did Elina invite you to sunday card games?" Monica asks, which I almost didn't listen to because my head is on a whole other planet. I Just lool at her, with a questionmark before she repeat her question.

"OH, yeah. Maybe," I answer, as we stop outside Monica’s house door. She opens the door and the dogs run inside towards the guests. Elina let's one of them jump her down, lauhhing and cuddling with the beasts, while an older lady, probably in her late 40s, try to push the other dog away.

"Yuki, Okami, no!" Monica calls out, and Just like that the dogs stop being tornados and sit down on the floor. It amazes me how much control she has on them.

Theodor looks at me. He doesn't say a word, but he gives me a tiny smile, as he walks into the crowd. His dirty blond hair goes a little over his blue, green eyes and he keeps his gaze on me. I never really got a good look at him before now. He is kind of short for a guy, still taller than me, though. I see absolutly no stubs on his face, it is spotless. How is this guy's face so spotless? God, I guess everyone is just more perfect than me.

The spear guest room is mine for the year. I didn't bring much with me when I travelled here, figured I could start over again. New City, new house, new me. Though I still think this whole situation is unfair and messed up, maybe this whole scenario is gonna benefit me. I never thought about moving away from Oslo before, but maybe I never fitted in there.

My room is simple, 4 walls where 3 of them are white and the window wall is a dark grey, green color. My room is on the Second floor, so I got a clear view of the neighborhood, Monica's house is on the other side of street.

The room currently consists of one Queen size bed with simple, white bedding in the middle of the room with a small light wooded table on each side. On the opsite side of the bed is a close in the same light wooded color, standing be side an empty, white wall. On the floor is a big grey carpet, a bit lighter than the one grey colored wall.

I did tell my uncle about my passion for interior, I didn't go too deep in detail, though. He told me I can do whatever I desire with my room, I am not gonna stay for long but it's Just a guest room, so if I want to add some color, I am allowed to add some color.

I wasn't allowed to do anything with my walls back home. My new room is like a new plain canvas, ready to be turned into a master piece. For the first time in my life, I am looking forward to start a new job, earn money and be able to create something with my passion.

I have tried a bunch of different Jobs, like cleaning. I lastes almost a week before I gave in. It was not for me. I tried working with children. I was released from the position after a week, they told me I was not fitted to work with children. I also tried working with elders, turns out I lose my temper radly quickly. It is safe to say, none of the jobs I have tried, never suited me.
I never tried working in a store, simply because I didn't think it would fit me, just like the other jobs I tried. Now I have no choice, I wonder how long I'll be able to keep it.