Even though my mum was a controlling women, it didn’t matter I had someone I could talk to about everything; mum, dad, school etc. I met her when I was a sophomore, I was at my dads for winter break, I was in a diner called ‘mini’s’, it don’t great hot chocolate, me and dad would go there all the time; but I was there on my own because I needed to get away from Amanda and dads cuteness it made me want to puke. Ewl.
She came over and sat opposite me looking at what I had in my hands; college applications.
‘Hey sweet, what are you doing? You look sad’ she told me; curiously
Her name tag had Jules wrote on it, she was what 35? She looked friendly enough, long brown hair; chocolate brown eyes that instantly made me think of the hot chocolate, taking a sip of my drink, I stared at the beauty.
‘Just looking at college’s; mum wants me to do business; but to be honest I’m not really sure, I want to do well, who doesn’t? but I’ve got it so easily, the college I mean; I want to do something challenging” I told her, it was true what I said, I want a challenge, something I can work to be the best, getting into a college I had to work for; with the business I’d get in easily, mum has connections, and I’m an A* student.
‘Well what do you think you want to do?’ She asked putting a cloth on the table.
‘That I’m not so sure’ I said sighing.
‘Well how about music, my son loves music, he also likes football; he’s indecisive’ she told me; for a moment I wondered if her son was a gorgeous as she was, she didn’t stop there, giving me another idea.
‘How about drama or maybe dance that would be good; you can learn different types of dance’ she said; smiling at me, she was really beautiful.
‘Dance sounds good; I might try that’ that was a total lie; I wouldn’t try dance, I was to shy, I wouldn’t try new things.
‘You should; but remember sweet pea life isn’t all about success; its about love, even if I doesn’t always work out, but just think of the things you can get out of love; kids, marriage, a secure life’ she said looking distant; she looked hurt and broken hearted.
What she said was true; it isn’t all about succeeding it’s about what you love and enjoy, I wish my mum would know that, sadly she doesn’t. I went back to mini’s when ever I needed to talk to someone, it would be nice to go see Jules, it’s been like a year or two.
My graduation was a week ago; dad couldn’t come, he rang me up apologizing that he wouldn’t be able to make it, he had a meeting he just couldn’t get out of, I was a bit disappointed, who wouldn’t be? At least mum came.
“I assume he cant make it?” mum question when I got of the phone with him, we was in the kitchen she was taking a sip of her black coffee, she done this a lot, making dad seem like a bad person; he wasn’t it was just I wasn’t main priority, understandable, I didn’t live with him; he needed to focus on close family, it normally took me a whole day to drive to his; he was from a small beach town in Dallas, I was from California.
“No; got a working meeting” I huffed out; here we go, mum makes dad look like a piece of crap.
“Should have been expecting it, honestly you father never does any good, putting his work before you, typical.” She said, the coffee cup at her lips it was true what she was saying but I didn’t like her saying it, she had no right to anymore, they weren’t together, I wouldn’t tell her to stop and shut up, no way in hell.
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