In Your Mind

Chapter 3

I wake up naturally, stretch and just stare at my wall thinking about what im going to do today until my eyes widen and I check the date on my phone. October 13 2015. Its my birthday! I jump up from my bed and start singing.

"Its ma birthday, its ma birthday, we gonna party like its my birthday we gonna sip Barcadi like its ma birthday, and you know I don't give a fuck its not your birthday!" I mimic from the 50 cent song before sprinting to the kitchen and being welcomed by the smell of homemade bluberry pancakes is the best thing ever.

"Happy birthday sweetheart, I hope you have a great day. Especially at your party tonight" my mum says whilst kissing me on the head. This week has been so hectic that I almost forgot about my sweet sixteen birthday party. Keegan and my mum decided that they would throw me a party, and that they were going to organise everything from the venue to guest list, however, I was not allowed to know anything about it. They wanted me to know that they were throwing a party so I can be prepared with my outfit and makeup, opposed to them throwing a complete surprise party and me turning up looking like a tramp.

As I finish my pancakes I turn around and walk to the living room to see a about 8 different sized presents wrapped in colourful wrapping paper.

"Oh my gosh mum" I whisper looking down.

"They're not all from her" I hear an all too familiar masculine voice say.

"Daddy!" I scream like a little kid before turning around and wrapping my arms around the man I haven't seen in months. A small tear falls down my face as I smell his comforting scent which I have missed so greatly. I love my dad so much and im happy that he's dedicated to his work as it more than supports us and it allows us to be comfortable with what we buy. We have a big house with nice furniture and modern appliances all because of him. But it pains me so much when he has to leave to other countries as I barely see him, but all that matters is that he is here now.

"Hey honey, I've missed you so much. How are things? Any boys I need to show my gun collection too?" he says giving a fake stern look before chuckling.

"Ahaha, no dad no boys. And you wish you had a gun collection." I laugh before nudging him in the shoulder.

"Woah hun, your getting strong. What is Masaru teaching you?"

I laugh before saying, "Hes teaching me enough that you don't need to point a gun in a boys face in order for them to be scared."

"Ah that my girl!" he says before patting me on the back. I laugh grabbing all my presents and putting them in my room. I always do this thing of checking presents right before I go to sleep on my birthday. I don't know why, it just became a habit.

I go back to the livingroom and ask my dad how long he is going to be staying for.

"Well honey, it looks like your not going to get rid of me that easily. Im going to be stuck here for a month." He says before giving me the cheesiest smile possible.

"Wow a month! That's amazing!" I say, then hug him again. What can I say? I love my old man.

I spend some qualitity time with my family before getting ready for martial arts. I was going to miss this session and spend more time with my dad but he insisted I go as he wants me too keep up my regular routine.

I put on a sports top, sweatpants and my Nike trainers before tieing my hair up and jogging out the front door. I jogged for 15 minutes (which was like my pre lesson workout) until I arrived at my local gym where I normally have the lessons. This gym is massive and has loads of different rooms for different things as well as the main gym, and Masuru uses one as is Dojo or whatever. I walk in and Masaru is standing there perfectly postured by the punching bags, now im not gonna lie, for a man in his early 40's he looks pretty good. Because he keeps up with regular training he has a very fit body, but I don't look at him in a weird way, he's like the uncle I never had.