The Journalist.

Chapter 3: Home Sweet Home.

I walked inside, kicked off my shoes, and hurried to the alarm to shut it off.

"I'm HOMMMEEEEE!" I yelled. Silence. Ha, I forgot I live alone. 

I pranced into my room and looked around. It was still empty. I just moved into this apartment about a month ago and I'm still not settled in fully. All that was in there was my blow up mattress, my laptop, magazines, and a bunch of unpacked boxes. I felt it was  time to move out when my mom announced she was having yet another  child. This was her 5th! Each child was a year apart! She's super busy! Anyways, I felt it was getting too cramped in the four bedroom home and I got tired of hearing screaming kids 24/7 every.single.day. So I moved out.

My cell pone rung. What a coincidence!

"Hey mom!" I sang.

"Hey Chellane. You busy?"

"Not at the present moment. What's going on?"

"My car broke down on me the other day,"

For the second time in two months.

"And I was wondering if you could pick up a couple of things from the store for me?"

C'mon man!

"Yeah sure. It wasn't like I was doing anything important anyways." I spat.

"If you don't stop talking to me like that!" My mother screamed.

"Okay!" I mentioned. It slipped.

"What you saying okay for? I was talking to Nevaeh."

I put the phone on mute while I laughed, Nevaeh is ALWAYS talking to my mother like she runs things. If she was my child...

"Nothing. Alright mom, send me a list of what you need and I'll bring it to you at 7."

"Ok, thanks, love you, Ciao!"

"Yo también te quiero. Ciao!" [Translation: I love you too, bye!]

"Wha-?"  My mom cut off. I hung up on her. Sorry mom!

I sat on the floor and opened up my laptop and went to google.

"What should I be in life?"

The results popped up.

"Quiz! What should you do with your life!"

I clicked it. Another questionnaire. I scrolled to the bottom of the page. 7 questions. Perfect.

I answered them all. Honestly of course! 

"Pay attention to what you love. Become balanced about what you love most in your life."

Well, I do love reading magazines.. and art class.... and tmz.. and journalism class...

I double tapped my phone to check the time. 5:38 p.m. and 3 new messages from my mom. Must  be the grocery list. I stood up, grabbed my hat, purse, keys, turned on the alarm, and headed for the door.

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I managed to get this chapter out on time :D YAY c;