To save a life

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#5) Finish all the contents of my wallet in a day

Waking up on the first day of October, I look outside my window and smile. It's a Saturday morning and the sun is shining and the trees ruffle lightly in the autumn breeze, making the turned leaves quiver and descend slowly to the ground.

Four days have passed since I've joined my spanish classes and till now I can only say 'Puede usted pasar por favor la sal' and a few more other sentences regarding table etiquettes. Also, I've been getting comfortable with Piper and Tate. When the both of them confessed that they were cousins, it didn't really come off as a surprise since they did shared a few qualities. They were both deliriously noisy. Okay, maybe they shared just one quality but like I said, I wasn't really surprised.

I decided that today seemed to be the perfect day to put task number five into action. Try as I might but I really can't deny that I'm excited for this one. I always wanted to go out and explore, buy new things or taste new types of food and just emptying my wallet until there's not a single penny left. I've mentioned this to Bree thousands and thousands of times before but we could never really do it seeing that;

a) We were usually always broke or

b) She was just too lazy to even lift a finger

There was something exciting about going from one place to another with an ambition to spend all the money you had and then not know what to do when it's done. I guess Bree too wanted to do this some day so that's why she put it on the list. She was always a firm believer of sharing the same dreams with her best friend. In her case, me.

Gently getting out of bed, I pull the hair tie on my wrist and secure my purple hair in a bun while yawning and making my way to the bathroom. Once I'm done with the usual, I head down for breakfast.

A frown makes it's way on my forehead when I notice my parent's aren't there. Did they leave for work? Nonsense, today's a holiday. I walk slowly to the counter and glance at the wall clock hanging next to the kitchen cupboards and groan loudly.

'Who the hell gets up at eight o'clock on a Saturday?' Cursing rapidly at no one in particular, I consider going back to bed at least for an hour or two but I know that that attempt would be vain and fruitless because I'm wide awake. And also very hungry. My mind thinks of various options and I grin when it finds one.

Half an hour later both my parents make their way down the steps, I hear my father's loud and obnoxious morning yawn that I obviously inherited and smirk. 'What on earth is-' my mother cuts her sentence short at the site of me stirring bacon on a frying pan. 'Good morning,' I greet nonchalantly with a goofy smile. Both of them were wearing hilarious shocked expressions, wide eyes and mouth agape and all that jazz.

My father makes his way over to me and places the back of his hand on my forehead, 'Temperature seems fine Nicole,' he says with amusement lacing his every word. He then grabs me by the arms, 'Are you feeling alright honey? Is it that time of the month where women act crazy for no apparent reason? 'Cause if is, then I wish you'd cook us breakfast all the time.'

'Finn! You chauvinistic pig of a husband!'

His laughter ricochets off the walls of our kitchen as my mother watches him with narrowed eyes. When he doesn't show any sign of stopping, she whacks the side of his head. 'Sheesh, I was wrong. It must be your time of the month then,'

'Finn.'

First stop is a gift store in the same mall where I got my tattoo from. Stepping inside, I notice that the shop doesn't have a lot of customers at the moment. I walk through the aisles and stop to look at a snow globe that contained a miniature version of the Eiffel tower but instead of snow it had colouful glitters and I knew instantly that this would be the first purchase. After exiting the gift store, I then started entering random shops and buying even more random things.

CD's, films for my polaroid, ankle boots, a weird pair of sunglasses that I know I'd never wear, two books that came with a free bookmark, jeans and a few accessories. When I was down to my last ten dollars of my savings of three months, I spent it on buying junk food. Only the lord knows that one could never go wrong with junk food.

Since I didn't have any money left and my house was quite far from the mall, I had to go home by walking. Right now I'm seriously wishing that I had at least kept some money for a cab but it's too late to dwell on that now.

As I walked, I allowed myself to ponder over the past few days. Everything that occured up till now was so new to me. Trying to complete this bucket list for her is one of the best things that happened to me in a long time. Specifically eight months. I felt that somehow I had Bree back with me by my side. It was as if she would cheer every time I crossed something off the list and coaxe me into doing the next one.

There was a small part in me that wanted to do things as slow as possible because I was afraid that when it would all be over I'd lose Aubree completely and I wouldn't have purpose anymore. I wouldn't have anything to look forward to and I'd have to let my best friend die again. The fact that she's gone still didn't hit me completely and I pray to God I'll be ready when it does.

But for now, I let the weight of my bags bite through my fingers as I continue the route home. Not even my aching arms or dejected thoughts could stop the happiness that was radiating off of me. A wide smile etched itself on my face as I silently thanked Bree.