I walked back slowly down the street, backpack heavy with books. Fifth year exams were finally finished, at the end of May, I was officially in my last year of college! The street was dimly lit and even though I was tired, I walked with a spring in my step.
Nearly every exam had gone well, and Bella and I had finally saved up enough to go on holidays to France, two days in Paris and then on to Brittany. I couldn't wait! Although I would have to, given the fact that the flight wasn't for a month.
I unlocked the door and Bella popped her head around the kitchen door. "Dinner's ready! How did your last exam go?" "Good, You're cooking?" I asked warily, lets just say Bella wasn't a great cook. She frowned, "Yes and it's worked, this time"
I raised my eyebrows, "And how many times did the fire alarm go off?" I teased as I grabbed two plates and handed them to her so she could dish up. "Only once" She boasts. I smile as she hands me a plate loaded with spaghetti. I sit the plate down at the round table and get some water for us both.
We both sit down and Bella starts to wolf down her food. I take a small bite, "It's fine" Bella tells me, not too reassuring coming from a girl who once ate a whole pack of gone off crackers and pickle juice. I take a bigger bite and when I'm sure that it isn't poisonous, I dig in.
We are silent for the next five minutes, both too hungry to bother to speak. "Heard from lover boy?" Bella teases as she wipes the last bits of sauce from the edges of her mouth. I scowl at her. "Not today" I admit. "Trouble in paradise?" "No, I had my phone turned off for exams, and he has training today."
"You both know each others schedule?" I kicked her under the table. "We do talk about things, unlike you and Mark." "I'm sure you and Owen would do exactly the same thing if you were in the same country." I place my dish in the sink. "Yeah right"
"You're washing up" Bella tells me sternly. I give her puppy eyes, "But I'm tired" I complain. "I made dinner" She argues, "I make dinner nearly every day" She pats my head. "Oh well" She saunters out of the room and I hear the start of an episode of Orange is the New Black.
I start to do the washing up, Bella can be very violent. When I finish I cross over to my room and grab my pyjamas, I go into the bathroom and shower. Earlier this morning, it was shower or study. We all know what I chose.
I stand under the water for a while before getting changed. I take my hair down from it's ponytail and brush it so it falls over my shoulders. I make myself a cup of tea and go into my room. I sit down on my bed and pull out my book. I check my phone for messages.
I try to ignore the empty feeling in my stomach when there are none. I sip my tea while reading, eyes flicking to the screen, just so I don't miss a text or call. When I've finished my tea I glumly set down my cup. I pick up the phone and go through my contacts until I find him, Smarmy Git.
Don't be a wimp, I tell myself, and call his number. I hold the phone to my ear, listening to the rings. When he finally picks up I can barely hear him over the loud music in the background.
Erin: Hello?
Smarmy Git: Hello, are you okay?
E: Is this a bad time?
SG: It's fine, I'm just at a club, one minute
E: No, it's fine, Sorry
SG: ERIN! Wa...I hang up. What did you expect? It's Friday night, heck, if I had a social life I'd be partying. My phone rings again but I decline the call. I sigh, and pick the book back up.
A text pops up on my screen.
Smarmy Git: Erin! Why did you hang up?
I reply quickly.
Erin: You're busy, it's grand
Smarmy Git: Nah, why did you call?
Erin: Doesn't matter, have a good night.
Smarmy Git: You didn't miss me did you? 😉
Erin: Oh course not!
Smarmy Git: Just admit it!
Erin: What? That Sexton is better?
Smarmy Git: Ughh, godamn your obsession!
Erin: Haha, 😋
Smarmy Git: How did the exams go?
Erin: Fine, so glad they're over!
Smarmy Git: I'll bet!Bella barges into my room, interrupting my reply. "Ten things I hate about you is back on Netflix!" She shouts. My eyes widen and I look between her and the phone. She huffs, "Heath Ledger.." She coaxes. I think about both options, distract Owen or watch my all time favourite movie?
I hop up and follow her into the living room. I grab a blanket from the back of the sofa and wrap myself up until I probably look like a burrito. I plop down on the sofa and pull my hands free and take out my phone.
She starts the movie and I finish my reply.
Erin: Yeah, Talk to you tomorrow?
Smarmy Git: Sure, Night!
Erin: Night🌌I turn my phone off and spend the next hour and thirty-nine minutes fangirling over Katrick. When the movie ends, I get up and hug Bella, "I'm so tired" I yawn. "Do you want to get breakfast out tomorrow?" Bella suggests. "Is this your way of telling me that we've run out of food?" I laugh.
Bella smiles at me sweetly. I smile and walk back to my room, probably resembling a zombie due to the lack of sleep this past month. I collapse into bed and fall asleep almost immediately.
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