Chapter 3

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New hope arises.

I just hope it won't turn into ashes.

~ ofwordsandcolours

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Anna

It's been three days since that moment where I went back to the flat in the middle of school activity and have kept myself busy thinking all of the negativity in my life as I felt bitterness devouring me.

In those three days, I've thought about so many things, consider lots of ideas and meditate to seek the inner happiness that I can have amidst what's happening in me.

And at last, I've come to a conclusion — a definitely best of the best idea that I could ever think in my entire existence.

I want to live my life to the fullest.

That simply means that I have chosen to appreciate my life and be happy in the remaining moments that I'm going to spend here in this world.

It's not being optimistic. That's definitely not the kind of thing that I can afford to buy. I'm just being practical. I will die soon, so why not spend my remaining time wisely and make the best out of it? That's what I thought.

It's Friday now, and I need to go back to school and attend my classes - I don't want to have a make-up project just to atone for my absences.

Besides, Cindy is already freaking out about me, and she's been going crazy every time she goes back here, and there's no me.

Yeah, for the three days that I was absent, I talked to Mr. and Mrs. Engel if I can work for them regularly, not just every Saturday.

At first, they were worried as to why I need to have to work regularly. But then I put up a lie that I'm running out of budget for school, well, I don't think that it's a lie after all.

What I just want is to spend my time wisely and not just mope around like a sucker. In the end, both Mr. and Mrs. Engel had agreed.

I still haven't talked to Cindy about that. Well, maybe I'll tell her today.

I'm already prepared, and all dressed for school. I already eat my breakfast, and I'm all set, and now I'm in front of Cindy's door.

I guess I'm at the right timing.

"Oh my gosh!" she almost jumps out the very moment that she opens the door.

"Good morning." I greet her and smile.

"What.in.the.freaking.world...Annie?" she asks as if she's trying to believe what's in front of her while putting more effort into locking her door. She faces me with her brows crashing to one another.

"Annie." Her hands are on my shoulders, shaking me,

"What happened to you? Just, just - what in the world has happened to you?!" I can't help but laugh at her expression right now.

"Hey! Don't laugh at me, tell me, is there something wrong with you?" she looks at me closer and examines me like I'm an alien that came from an unknown galaxy.

"I'm okay, Cindy." I try not to laugh again with all of her expressions that are being displayed on her face.

She sighs.

"Is that what staying away from me for three days did to you?" Her hands are now on her hips; she looks like an older woman because of that.

"And, where in the world you've been? Is there a super surplus shop out there with awesome clothes like that?" she suddenly points out on my attire.

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