Dewey's P.O.V
Ughh! Why is it always me? I just got a mud puddle splshed all over me! The worst part is that I'm wearing white capris and a pale yellow shirt and my yellow keds, and The fact that I'm in the middle of New York City shopping,we just got there too!
I live clear on the other side of town and I don't even have a car to drive homeand change!
"Woah, what happened to you?" My best friend ,Emily asked me as she took in my appearence.
I frowned at her and said "A car splashed a bleepin puddle all over me!"
"Oh gosh" she started "We need to buy you some new clothes to wear today"
"Yeah" I agreed " that's probably a good idea."
We walked into a store and bought me a whole new outfit. I would have to get some new yellow keds. I have about every color and wear them all the time.
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After about four hours of shopping I decided to get a taxi home because I had to work at a small flower shop at 9:00 in the morning.
A flower shop? You may be asking. Yes, a flower shop. I have to be able to buy fashionable clothes ya know! And it was the only place that needed workers. I was just lucky I could make a descent boquet of flowers.
Once the taxi pulled up to the place I told him to stop I paid him and started toward my house.
I never trust those people. They could be creepers for all I know ,so I just have them drop me off at the begining of my block.
As I was walking to my house I past Judy Peters. She was in her mid 60's, just starting to accept the grey hairs growing on her head. Judy was in her small garden. She had on clogs, an old dirty shirt, and ripped shorts.
When I said "hi" like I always do ,she jumped at my voice and turned around abruptly.
"oh! It's just you!" Judy said putting a hand over her heart. "do ya need somtin' sweetheart?"
"Oh no! I just thought I would say hello on my way past," I answered her.
"would you like some tea or water?"
"umm, No thanks I should probably get going now," I replied "thanks though."
"Oh OK, I will see ya later then, sweetheart."
"bye, Judy"
She gave me a little wave and started back up on planting some seeds.
Judy and I go back to when I was 14. That was when my dad moved us to this crappy neighboorhood. We spent a year in the house I grew up at without my mom.
My dad says we didn't have the money to pay off the old house so we had to move and appearently this was all we could afford.
I love my dad, don't get me wrong, but there are the times when I really need my mom. The bad thing is that she left in general and that she left right at the age when I needed a mom the most. She died three years ago when I was thirteen.
When I reached our front door I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and walked into my house.
The small of my dad's cooking hit my nose right away. I loved my dad's cooking! He worked as an assistant to the head chef at Red Lobster. I personally thought he was better, but that's just my opinion.
I could hear my brothers playing video games in their rooms. Since it was summer my oldest brother, Alex, was home from collage.
Just when I was about to shout that I was home my youngest brother ,Nick, ran out of the kitchen yelling "Dews ,Dews ,Dews!!" Nick has down syndome and he's ten. Personally I think he's my dad's favorite ,but I'm a close second!
I don't really think my dad has a favorite and a least favorite child but Nick would be the favorite and Alex would be the least favorite, Well at least that's how I'd have it.
"Hey, sweetpea!" my dad said while walking out of the kitchen doors.
He came over to me and planted a big kiss on my forehead. "will you go get the mail for me?" he asked, and being the great daughter I am I said yes.
The air was cooling down quite fast. I think it's gonna storm because last time I was out here was about 5 minutes ago and it was in the 80's, now it was only in like the 60's.
I walked along the broken cement on the sidewalk to the big thing of mail boxes at the end of the road. When I got there I saw a boy in a navy blue hoodie with his hood pulled up. He looked about my age ,maybe a year older but that's it.
He glanced at me when I opened my mailbox. I did the polite thing to do and said "hi"
When he was about to say something my phone beeped in my pocket. "sorry" I said to him.
The text was from Emily.
this is what it said-
I have some really bad news.... Please call me when you get this!!!
-Emily:(.
A/N
Sorry if that stunk! This is my first story so yeah... Please share this with your friends!! I know there are mistakes so there's no need to point them out!
-Jenna
