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"Kellin, dear, I told you we're just fine. You don't have to worry about Kayla and I."

"Mom, come on." I am standing in a telephone booth, the disgusting feeling of the phone against my ear and palm slightly bothering me. I haven't spoken to my mom for more than a month now just because I've been pre-occupied with our tests and the projects that the professors had been giving us. Also, I've been trying to save money as much as I can so I've been trying to avoid any extra expenses, including phone calls.

"Really, I can handle things here. You didn't have to send us this money." She once again insisted. I rolled my eyes at her statement even though it's obvious that she cannot see me doing so. "Are you still eating, Kells? You know I don't want you to starve yourself-"

"Mom, I'm- I'm good, okay? Don't worry about me." I half-lied. I mean, I still eat whenever I have some money to spare or whenever I find some time to squeeze in. I've just been busying myself so that I wouldn't be tempted to either procrastinate my school work or spend so much money on food. Besides, drinking fountains are around the campus for a reason, right? "Anyways, I've got to go and, uh, run some errands. Talk to you soon, mom. Love you."

"Love you, too, dear. Take care." And with a small, sad smile, I hung up the phone. I always feel so down every time I finish talking to my mom. I miss them so much and I just wish that I could visit them this spring break. I know for a fact that my friends are going to be busy with partying, going from different houses and wandering from different beaches each day. Although I am not one to party, I also do not have the money to go around and waste it away. I just want to be able to go home to my mom and my sister.

And that leads me to the errand that I actually have to run today. It's ten am on a Saturday and luckily, since we are already done with our finals, our professor gave us this day as our free day. We are down to our last three weeks before the spring break and I have to find some job that pays greatly. The plan for today is to walk downtown and look for a shop that would accept me asap. I am not a very picky person when it comes to jobs so that shouldn't be a hard task to accomplish.

I started walking in the "below average" part of town, if you know what I mean. The ambiance of the stores seems sketchy to others but I am used to this. Besides, the higher end places intimidates me so much and I would most definitely feel out of place if I would ever apply some place where rich people lounge around. Store after store, I went in, asking if they are hiring. My lucky stars are unfortunately not by my side today. I glanced at my old wrist watch that my mother gave me 2 years ago for my 18th birthday. Seeing as it's nearing three pm, I sighed to myself. I didn't even notice how much time I spent walking around, looking like a lost little puppy.

I've been feeling my stomach grumble but I am ignoring it. I would not eat anything unless I find a job, I thought to myself.

The idea of giving up has been appearing in my head but if I really wanted to see my sister and my mom, I know that I would have to do anything to find something. Finally reaching what seems to be the last shop of this part of town, I internally groan to myself. Justin's offer in lending me money sounds too pleasing but of course, my pride is still set on high.

"Oh. Thanks anyways." I mumbled for the hundredth time today as the girl behind the cash register told me that they've recently just hired a few staff. I mustered up a small smile, trying to mask the sheer disappointment that was trying to surface. I am physically tired, I am losing hope and it feels like I am finally out of options.

What if I actually try going to one of those Starbucks? I have not yet tasted any of their products nor went to any of their stores. Whenever I hear people talking about how much they've spent on a lone cup of coffee from Starbucks, I couldn't help but to furrow my eyebrows and think whether they are actually serious or if they are just trying to boast or brag about their absurd wastage of money.

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