The Nest

SEVEN

Her name is Lacy she is really kind so is her boyfriend Zepp, its funny how most of the people around here have names that dont seem real. Lacy could be her real name but Zepp hmmm I don't know.

Im going to spend tomorrow with Lacy and see if I like what she does, there isn't really a job avaliable for me with her but it can give me some ideas.

She kind if has a wee hippy store with knitted sheep wool clothes bags and leather boots wich are amazing I dont know how she made them im totaly gonna save up for some.

So left her place after chatting for a while and now im walking back through town where I see a dark skinned guy starting up a fire in the village square, to my left is a small stall with a sign that says 'trading' people are bringing supplies to it and swapping coins for food and food for food and even some alchahol.

I wander round saying hi to new faces lots of new people coming up to me introducing what they do and there place.

I met the dog seems like Jim already met her too they have been hanging round all day. The dog is a border collie cross and her name is Mini her owner is Mia. Mia and Mini.

Mia is the village vet for the many chickens 3 goats and 4 sheep, a bull and cow, 6 pigs well 2 big pigs and 4 piglets they are bread for bacon, fed on leftovers.

Mia also looks after the animals feeding and grooming them everyday, I cant wait to do work practice with her one day.

I say good bye to her and head back to mine to do some more work on my place.

I decide to stop by well maybe just peep through sevens window on the way back. I get to his contemplating weather to Knock or not, so I just walk round an look through the window.

I get on my tippy toes to get a better look in and then get onto a nearby tree stump so that I can peek round the corner properly, "boo!"its Seven omg! I must look like a total dork right now.

"Uhhh I was just...." I slip. ofcource I slip. damn tree stump. A thousand billion things going through my mind right now , what am I gonna tell him Oh yeah I was just spying on you...as you do.

Meanwhile im trying not to land on my face. I turn my body in mid air spinning digging one foot into the ground. Oh yes. Of course its Muddy RIGHT HERE. Im gonna do a Lana again tripping with all my balongings onto the ground.

I open my eyes and see Sevens face right in front of my face, his beautiful green eyes like mine looking strait at him.I want to kiss him. Im going crazy.

So to ruin the moment of being in his arms under the sun I have to make things awkward cause im an awkward person. "Thankyou superman", what the hell am I saying a big CRINGE to myself.

"No problem Lois Lane", he chuckles. Making a superman refrecnce, man that was smother than cream cheese on a bagel, oh how much I want a bagel and seven and a nice place with hot showers and fresh bed sheets and.....

I realise um staring at him daydreaming and god knows how long. opps. I get up wipe down my legs and give a big smile to say that im all sorted and totally not crazy.

"So....", he says.
Oh no I've been dreading this awkward convo.
"Well... today was a very tiring day and im just passing by checking to say hi and i must go home to see Jim and...uh make food...ah...bed",im muttering like a crazy woman now oh god I must leave.

"Cool", he just says and waves it off, "uh yeah"I bluntly say and spin on my heels heading to my car.

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Im in a far away place in a forest in a village in a rusty car in a sleeping bag half a moro bar in my mouth the other half in my right hand and left hand cradling my little chest. I open it. Inside I touch the colourful jewels.
This is all my fault.

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I met this guy who they call sig hes like the village bogan. Grows the weed makes the potato skin vodka and pear cider, wears hippy pants with patches and stains doesn't bother with a shirt ever-doesn't need it I geuss.

He's like a twig no fat nor muscel but also not real skinny in an unhealthy way.
He has a scar through his eyebrow and golden brownish dred locks all different sizes and legnths sticking out how ever they want to.

Just like most other people he doest wear shoes because feet grow tough from tough conditions.

So I went to Sig's wee leather tee-pee which reaked of pot he had a makeshift bong in the middle and the whole place was constantly being hotboxed.

As I came in he goes " aye sis wanna me ta shout ya a sesh" I say "nah bro me and that electric brocoli dont mix together to good aye" I say trying not to breathe too much because me and pot dont work well together I dont know why my body just cant have it.

"Aww shame babe so what brings you here of your presents", hes got his own lingo like hill billy hippy bogan stoner talk. "Well Sig you see I was wondering if you could hook me up with some of that lemon vodka".

"Girl I know you pretty an all but aren't you a lil under aged to be drinking.....", for gods sake I swear if hes not gonna get me some im gonna chrush his soul.

"Dont worry chicky I wont tell mum", he winks at me and pases me a small glass bottle, "thanks sig...you see I only have one token-" I start "honey They called besos like pesos except mixed with ben and the word besos is kisses in spanish which is super........", im zoning out this guys is too crazy and I want to leave.

"okay well I only have one", I interrupt him.

"Algood you new and all so its a special bargin", he winks.

"A yeah churr Sig g", I say tryna be all cool with the slang and all not working too well.
I get out breathing the fresh air.

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I head home...well it's my new home I guess, and unload what I have, then out slips the baby carrot.
I dig a small ditch in the dirt and burry it.

I chuck on a pair of my own hippie pants and singlet, put a jacket in my bag and take a swig of the lemon vodka then place it carefully in my bag too. It burns a little as it goes down, "well excuse me but arnt you a little young sweetie", it's Seven and he plucks the bottle out of my hand with a smirk and takes a swig then winks.

"Let loose", I giggle at him, he slings his arm around my shoulder and we head towards the village bombfire for tonight's rave.

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We are half a bottle into the night and Seven is trying to keep me standing upright as I sway into everything I am like jelly at the ankles every step makes me want to vommit.
We stumble away laughing he spins me round like a ballarina and I feel it rise "oh Sev- I am about to- move out of my....", and I vomit into a bush, letting all the alcohol burn my throat again as it rises up.

Seven is on his knees laughing his ass off "I'm sorry but... I don't know this is so funny I'm dying..", I crawl on my hands and knees ignoring what he said and take a gulp of crystal clean tasting water from the south side of the villages water hole.

"Fuck me dead", I splutter "no need for such lingo darling, what seems to be your problem", Seven smirks " well you see this water is so fuuucken good I crave every bit of it", I'm at the point where i am just letting any bulshit fall out of my mouth, literal verbal diarrhoea.

And with that I throw off my crop top and pants, my jacket is long gone lost in the night for all I care, and dive into the refreshing water.

" what are you doing with your life", Seven says already with his shirt off "what ever it is I'm taking you with me", I giggle and with that I pull him into the water with me.

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;) this chapter is for Hana who kept nagging me to continue this story, it has been while🤘