I lay back down on my bed. This few days have been tough. Trying to pay the rent of this room. 1200 dollar. Where on earth am i gonna collect that much within so little time worries me. But no i am not backing down. I have alot more thinks to do before i leave this hell hole. Firstly prove my innocence. My phone rang from the bedside table. Nope this is not the phone my dad bought me. I am proud to say i bought a samsung young using my own money. It might not be as big as my old samsung s3 but it still has the same functions. It was the caller id for the work i signed up yesterday. "Hello?"i said
"Miss Allison? I would like to inform you that you are employed. You will start working tomorrow at 8 at night."
"Thank you. Thank you so much."i said practically screaming in joy in my heart. I know that its gonna tire me like hell since i have to go school from 6 till 5 then rush to the ice rink to teach ice skating until 7 and rush to teach guitar till 7.45 and then rush to sing at my new work place. This place is an exclusive chinese vegetarian restaurant and their singer just quit so they don't have anyone to replace her. I am happy that i got the job though. I should get some sleep.
________________________-The Next Morning- _____________________________
I woke up early and got dressed. I have to wake earlier than usual cause i walk to school. The transport cost to much. I creeped out of my room and out of the front door. It was still really dark and i am afraid. I braced myself and started saying prayers in my head. I walked slowly so that won't get tired that fast. I took out my bottle of water and drowned it down. Lately i have been feeling really tired but maybe thats just because of my packed schedule. I continued walking by silently singing to myself. Shit my guitar! I guess i have to run home to get it later after school then. I reached school about and hour later just in time for the first bell to ring indicating school is starting in about 40 minutes. Thank goodness i have free period in the morning so i wont feel that tired when i get to class. I walked to the library and greeted the librarian at the counter. Maybe you have guessed by now that since the incident with my family i have isolated myself from everyone. Well not that anyone cares. I took out my book from my bag. It is my favourite book. The Scarlet Letter. Just an really amazing book. Soon the bell rang again and i put my book in my bag and headed for Physics Room 124B. It was my best subject and well i already have all the credits needed for all the subjects and i can graduate now if i want but i dont think that is wise. Since all this misunderstanding came up the only thing that secures my position in my house is school. Without school i will have to move out and well that puts a damper to all my investigating plans.
The day went though fast. Its 5 and its raining heavily. Since i did not bring my umbrella guess i would just have to run home. My stomach is already growling cause i skipped breakfast, lunch as well as tea break. I reached home in thirty minutes, changed my clothes and ran again to the ice rink. I was on time as the children were just gathering and doing small workouts. I smiled. Being close to this children always made me happy. I dumped my guitar and bag and slipped on my skates. For the half an hour i skated with the children taught them the basics and finally gave them a short skating show by skating to my favourite song stronger. I catched my breath while sending the children off to their parents and rushed to George's home. He is a 8-year-old boy who loves music. I rang the doorbell.
"Madame Allie," the maid opened the door while giving me a small curtsy. I just shook my head and said "None of that Sam. You know i dont like all that stuff."
She smiled and closed the door behind me. I just walked over to George's room and knocked. He opened the door with a big smile and wrapped me into a hug."Allie!"
"Hey there GG. How are we doing today?" i said pulling him into the room and closing the door. "Good!" he cherred. He took his classical blue guitar and i took mine out. "So.Any request?" i asked him. He loved songs and i did not want to just teach him chords. "Yeah! I want to learn how to be stronger. Wait play stronger." I taught him slowly. As i leaned back against the chair i though dont we all?
