I walked speedily, as if in a competition with time. My shift was due in thirty minutes and I hadn't showered not to mention that I had fantastic chores at home to do. Or the angry woman in my flat...Aka the wicked witch of West my land lady
I got to the house looking like a rag I stood at the front porch and tried to make excuses for my inability to pay the rent for a long time now 'shit I am damned 'the worst thing was that I had a remember anything no whatever happened in the last 24 hours was gone thanks to my wonderful amnesia
Note my sacarsm
And I also had a shift which was already due. I entered my flat hoping for a pleasant surprise , rushing into my room I had my bath in minutes and brushed my teeth in seconds hurriedly putting on a denim short and a honey coloured sweatshirt that accentuated my chocolate eyes
Grabbing a quick granola bar for breakfast I ran out of the apartment .
Great now I had 2 minutes to reach the coffee shop
Packing my hair into a bun on my way I said a little prayer
It was one of those days where I was badly in need of a miracle or at least a savior I sighed, summoning some courage to walk into the coffee shop
" Your late" Maria scolded
Oh great what a wonderful entrance Mel
" I'm sorry" I bowed cutting her short from her series of rules
I rolled my eyes, trust Maria to be over bossy and trust me to be over sacarstic...PS I'm a little sassy (evil grin)
I'm so engrossed in my evil thoughts that I hardly realize grinning ear to eat like a moron
"What's so funny Melissa" in a very angry tone, hands crossed over her chest like she's about to explode
Oops someone's tampon is on fire
"Um nothing.... These flowers are beautiful.. don't you think so"
I say pointing to a flower vase that had been here for ages ..Even I know how lame that joke is
I scurry off before the volcano explodes putting on my apron and running behind the counter
The rest of the day passes in a haste.. and before I know it it's evening and I'm on my bed counting the imaginary stars on my ceiling... My mind wanders off to school ... Thank God it's Saturday I mutter .. no school or rather no hell hole ..with those bunch of fakes
I'm such a sacarstic queen
My mind wanders off to the events of last night everything still seems blurry... Me going to my usual spot... meeting someone...blah blah...and it stops ... nothing continues from then...all thanks to my life saving amnesia...
My mysterious mind wanders off again from my boring and lonely life to my foster that's probably on her way to Mexico right now . What an I'll fate...
You once had a perfect life
I know right...I once...I don't even notice as the tear drops slip from my eyes... Wiping them off I get up and run downstairs to grab a quick snackSunday comes in a hurry and before I know it I am yanked off from the bed by my supposed to be away foster mom..
" Susan!" I drag grumpily...
"Wait Susan! What are you doing here I thought you'd be on your way to Mexico by now" practically yelling out my lungs.. due to the shock
She shrugged it off then gave one of her no more questions honey smile.
"Embrace the present honey, and get your lazy ass downstairs for breakfast"
I'm kind of suprised at the way she treats me.. but I smile hoping that it's all for good...
Sometimes she just acts so nice then other times she goes back to being wicked witch of West
I jog down anticipating breakfast..the smell of waffles has me grinning unconsciously as I get seated on the dinning tableThe rest of the day passes in a haste.. .....I twist and toss on my bed trying to get my silly self to sleep...I grunt in frustrating.. tommorow the toture continues.. arrrrrrrg... I stare at the ceiling as usual as sleep gently knocks on my door.... drifting slowly to sleep....I remember one thing.
Blue eyes......Here's another chapter to my Lovies ..im so so sorry for not updating In a while..well I guess am back now...I've been having rough times. Writers block.. believe me you don't want to experience that...anyone this one's for you...#winks..
Watch out for next chapter..it only gets more interesting a little bit of cliche..but totally worth it..
And am thinking of changing the title...any thoughts??
Bye for now
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Inside Out
Teen Fiction19th of June 2011 she smiled as she gobbled down the ice cream daddy gave to her holding onto mummy like my life depended on her. It was her birthday or i I say her parents death day The blazing hot summer sun and the cheerful voices of children fi...