Bernie

Chapter One

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It's been a while since I've written... I sorta gave up on my last book because of writers block so I decided to give this idea a try! I've already casted Lily Collins as Bernie(just a bit curlier hair)! If you have a diffferent idea of her though, don't let my picture ruin that!!

Lemme know if you likey likey 😏!

Keep Pushing,

Pushing_Purple




Chapter one




"I have measured out my life with coffee spoons" - T. S. Eliot










I quickly shove my feet into my worn hightops not even bothering to tie the laces. As I yank my phone from the charger next to my dresser I catch a glimpse of my hair. Shit.




My hair.




Glancing at the time on my leather watch I decide to gather my wild auburn curls into a bun, and grab my bag off my desk.




"BERNIE! YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE...AGAIN."




"I'M COMING DAD!" I yell out my door. Sweeping my messy room for anything I may have left behind I head out closing the door behind me.










"What took you so long?" My dad asks as he passes me a chai latte and my usual poppyseed bagel over the counter.




"I woke up late, Dad. The usual!" My dad shoots me a look and gives me a small smack on the side of my head. "OW."




"I don't want to hear the usual! Why can't you ever be on time?" I shrug and run around behind the counter to give him a quick peck on the cheek. He crosses his arms and continues to give me a salty look, but I know all is already forgiven.




I make my way through the cozy chairs and tables to the door. I almost smack into Lynn, our barista, as she enters the




"Late as usual," she chides as she gives me a look of disapproval.




"I could say the same for you!"




"Hey! Some people had to visit coffee bean vendors this morning thank you very much!"




"I thought dad usually did that," I say giving her a quizzical look.




"He called me early saying he wasn't feeling too well so I filled in for him."

"Oh," I glance back at my dad.




"Why are you chattin it up with me anyway? Don't you have somewhere you need to be right now?'




"SHIT! I almost forgot. School!"




"THATS ANOTHER DOLLAR IN THE SWEARING JAR, BERNADETTE!" I roll my eyes at my dad. I swear he has bat ears or something.