We Were Meant To Be

Chapter seven

Hey guys!
First I want to apologise about that I haven't updated anything in over 3 weeks! I am so sorry! But I have just been so busy, and then there was Christmas and shit so... But I'm gonna try to update daily as usual! So here's the seventh chapter of my story. Enjoy!

I woke up the next morning at 6:30am. "I HAVE OVERSLEPT!!" I thought in panic and rushed out of bed. I'd put on some clothes. Today I wore a Nirvana shirt, black, ripped jeans and a pair of blue socks. Then I rushed to the bathroom. Today's makeup was slight black eyeshadow, slight silvery eyeshadow, fake lashes, slight powder and rose red lipstick. The makeup took me 20 minutes to do. After I got done doing my makeup I'd put my hair in a ponytail, and then I rushed to the kitchen to take some breakfast. It was  7am now.
- Thank god! I have lots of time left! I said eased to myself and took something to eat.
Today's breakfast was a sandwich and tea. After 25 minutes I got done eating my breakfast, so I'd put the dishes in the dishwasher and got upstairs to pack my things for school.

I arrived at school at 8:15am, a quarter before school started. "Thank god", I thought. "I got just in time!". So I went to my locker to put off my jacket and put my jacket in the locker. Suddenly I saw Brian.
- Brian! I shouted.
He looked my way, and came to me.
- You're early, Brian said.
I explained what happened and then we just stood there and talked, until 8:27am.
- We should probably go to class, Brian said.
I went to class with him, and today we started school with a History lesson.

During the History lesson, the teacher reminded me of that we'll have a test on Thursday. "Fuck my life", I thought and sighed.
- What is it, Ciara? my teacher asked.
- Oh, nothing, I lied.
My teacher believed me and continued with the lesson.

Now it was time for lunch. Today's lunch was Hamburger with French fries and ketchup. And the lunch actually tasted okay, for once in a while.

After school I, as usual, followed Brian to his door, and went home to my place.

As soon as I came indoors I got a SMS.
It said:
Hey Ciara,
It's mom. I'll get home later than thought. Queues in the traffic. I hope I'll be home at 7pm."
I answered mom and took off my shoes and jacket.

I got to my room and laid my backpack there, and then I went to the kitchen to take something to eat.
I took a sandwich and apple juice, and went to the living room and turned on the TV.

It was 7pm, and mom hasn't come home yet. "Well", I sighed. "I guess I'll have to do dinner on my own then." Well, it's not that I haven't cooked before, I just hated cooking - alone.
- What to cook? I asked myself and looked for something in the fridge.
"How about chicken with rice?" I thought.
So I took out the chicken from the fridge, took the rice and started cooking.