Penguin (Tom Delonge / Christina Perri)

Chapter 3

(Christina's POV)
I woke up the next morning, with a nice amount of sun coming through the window, drooling a little bit.. Whoa.. I dont know how to feel about that but hey! I have short hair now! So i don't have to worry so much about things like that. What I DO have to worry about is how I'm gonna pay the rent for this place so I'll find some work today. In a short amount of time my bed is made and I'm in the shower enjoying my Coldplay CD Allison let me borrow. The lack of brushing and conditioning, and all of that shit was amazing.

I was soaping myself up and couldn't have been more relaxed until I started to scrub myself down and remembered how small my breasts are.. Ugh and I'm awfully skinny.. And I don't really have a butt.. Why The fuck should I care!?

I step out of the shower frustrated, after drying off I get some blue skinny jeans and a yellow long sleeve shirt with white stripes on it. Ill see what Allison is up to.

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I dial her number and wait.

Me: Hey Ali I need work somewhere around here, do you know any places. And I woke up late so we can go for lunch if you want, girl time I guess.
Allison: DOOD WORK WITH ME AT THE NEW DUNKIN DOUGHNUTS ACROSS THE STREET FROM BLAIR!!! IT OPENED LAST WEEK! WERE GONNA MEET THERE RIGHT NOW CHRIS LETS GO!

She's more of a face to face kind of person.

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I walked over to my old high school, or to the area it's in and met up with Allison. When I got there she was full of energy as usual.

"Hey Christina! I like your shirt, it's cute. Want something to eat?"

I remembered that this is a doughnut shop.

"Thank you Ally and I'll just have water please"

Allison goes off and comes back with some water.

"Thank you.. I needed it I haven't had anything to drink since I moved."

The water was great, nice and cold. And I got to chew on the ice, that's my favorite part. Since all the kids are still in school and not many people went for doughnuts at noon Allison took her break and asked me to go for a walk with her.

"Why'd you drop out of school, was it getting difficult or were your parents not helping out or something?"

She asks me harmlessly while we hike up the street.

"I wasn't good at anything in it. I was failing and picked on quite a bit. Like when I got my first tattoo, it's the Egyptian symbol for life on the back of my neck. It was special to me because I was just starting to write music and I fell in love for the first time and that's just it, I felt alive like this is how I want my life to be until people started to push me around and things like that. Taking my books and reading my lyrics in a stupid way to make me sound dumb. Making fun of my bottom teeth which are really crooked but I like them.. They make me, me. I'm gonna show them though... I know what I'm doing with my life... Gosh sometimes I remember how much I fucking hate people, My goal was never to hurt anybody! It was to laugh and be fun! Like when I would do a little dance or be hanging out with a boy some girl liked She'd assume that I was hitting on him! And I was just trying to make friends but I'd either end up getting my hair pulled or my face spit on!!!"

I didn't feel good... I was getting anxious and starting to sweat. I wanted to cry and scream

"Hey Allison I'm gonna head home, I just don't feel right."

"Are you sure? You'll get there okay?"

She really cared, I could tell by the way she looked at me.