An Unexpected Twist

Chapter 12

I spent most of Sunday writing my essay. Since i didn't have a lot to work with, it took me a while to figure out how to make the lame information i had about him stretch into a one thousand word essay. Not as easy as it sounds, and it doesn't even sound easy. I kept taking breaks though, checking my phone as i sat on the couch with my laptop and wrote the essay. i was hoping that Aunt Jessie would call again.

She had called after i had gotten home from the library. I was in a very crappy mood, until i heard her voice, then i perked up instantly.

"Jessie! Oh gosh, i miss you! Did you get there safely?" I said, practically jumping with joy.

"Hey! I miss you too. And yes, everything went fine. Except, i wasn't very happy that the first phone call i received once i got here was from the fire department! What the heck happened Chaney?" She sounded upset and concerned. I had forgotten about the firemen calling her. I sighed, and explained what had happened earlier that morning. She flipped.

"Oh my God! That's it. I'm coming home. This was obviously a dumb idea." She fumed, and i heard a commotion in the back round. I assumed she was repacking all of her stuff. Crap!

"No, no Aunt J!" i said quickly. I knew this would happen. "Seriously Jessie, this was like a once in a lifetime thing. It won't happen again i swear!" I pleaded. I would never forgive myself if i was the reason for her unhappiness.

She was silent for a few moments, probably deciding whether or not to come home. I silently prayed that she chose to stay, but a small part of me hoped she would come home. After what felt like an eternity, she finally made a decision.

"Okay fine. But if something like this happens again Chain, i'm coming back. You understand?" She said. I sighed in relief.

"Yes. It won't." I answered smiling. We talked for about another hour about Chicago, and the restaurant. I'd never heard Jessie so excited before, she was practically squealing. I couldn't stop smiling.

When the phone call finally ended, i suddenly felt very alone. My happy feeling was no longer there, and instead i just felt empty. I won't cry I told myself firmly. Instead, i started laughing. Again with that whole laughing when about to cry thing. It was so weird! I have no idea why i do it, i guess i just really hate crying. I laughed for a while, and when i finally recovered, i decided i might as well order a pizza and go to bed. I could have cooked one, but i had learned my lesson about cooking when i was tired. I wouldn't even be cooking again for a while, period, whether i was wide awake or half asleep.

Anyway, as soon as i woke up on Sunday, i checked my phone, looking for any missed calls from Jessie. It had only been one day and i already missed her more than i thought possible. But, my phone showed that i had no new messages, to my dismay.

So, my Sunday was spent writing an essay, checking my phone, and watching T.V. Oh, and sleeping. I'd call that a productive day.

Unfortunately, like every other Sunday, Monday followed it. Monday meant returning to school. Kill me now. On Monday morning, i woke up about ten minutes late. It wasn't that big of a deal, i would just wear my hair in a ponytail and all would be fine. After getting dressed and made up, i went downstairs to have some breakfast. i decided that i would be content with just having a banana. So,to save time i decided to eat on the way to school.

I walked out of the house, and was hit by a cold breeze. I instantly turned around again, and walked to the coat closet. No way in heck was i forgetting a jacket again. Been there, done that. I grabbed my plaid cloat then headed outside, putting my coat over my white v-neck shirt. It went well with my dark blue skinny jeans, and i thought i looked pretty darn stylish.