I woke up in a bad, kind of depressed mood. Outside the sky was full of grey clouds even though it's was still quite warm.
I got down to the kitchen and took of the shelves everything I needed to bake a chocolate cake. I desperately had to have sugar in my veins. I put it all together and put it on the oven, washed all the dirty dishes and walked to the living room. I turned the tv on, on a random channel and watxhed it while my cake was cooking. After a while, a great delicious smell flow to my living room and I got up. I took 2 big slices of my cake and took them to my room. I picked out a book of the hundreds tidy in few shelves and read for the rest of the day. When the sun was coming down i got down to the porch. I could feel the wood beneath my bare feet. I lean over the handrail I took a deep breath. The air was salty, damp and warm and a feeling of serenity invaded me. I only got back inside when my dad arrived. As I was too lazy to cook, I asked my dad if we could order pizza for dinner and he said yes. He sat on the table placed in the middle of the kitchen.
" Are you looking forward to your senior year ?" i had been asking myself the same but that question was still unanswer for me.
" I don't know. It's the final year before going away from this, from you dad "
" Don't be silly Jane. Change is a big part of someone's live and you shouldn't fear it. And you still have this last year to enjoy being at home."
* Door bell rings*
" Jane are you waiting on someone?"
"No, not at all" I walked over to my door and saw Jeremy
" Hi Jane, I'm sorry I'm bothering you this late"
" It's ok Jeremy come on in"
He walked toward the living room
" Goodnight Mr. Harris I'm sorry I stopped by this late but I really neede to talk to your daughter "
" Mr. Carter it's fine. Please take a sit" my dad pointed at an empty armchair
" Jane dear, you know Bertie got her surgery last week and that she's on recovery process. They send her home but she won't be able to do much so I need to stay at home with her. The problem is I can't close the bar so I was wondering if you'd take a little job ?"
" Sure Jeremy, anything you need "
" It's not for too long, just for a week. ou know how to deal with it right ?"
" Even if I don't I learned with the experience. "
"I knew I could count on you. Thank you so much. I'll stop by whenever I can. Also you should open the bar at 9 a.m. and close it around 6 p.m. "
I walked him out " Don't worry Jeremy I got it. Tell Bertie I hope she'll be back in the bar soon"
As I shut the door my dad said :
" Now you have something to keep you occupied on this last days of your holidays "
" Yeah and to kick me out of my bed way too soon. I'm going to bed now ok ? Goodnight daddy"
I climbed the stairs and locked myself in my room. Even though now I wouldn't be able to surf and meet my friends whenever I wanted to, I was doing a favour to two of my oldest friends, and they totally deserve my help.
I wook up the following morning feeling like a zombie. I put on the first clothes that I saw and got down to the kitchen. I made some coffee and poured it into the biggest cup I had. I took an apple from the fruit basket left the confort of my house.
I opened up the bar and stood there, waiting for some costumers to come along. In the meanwhile I cleaned the stop to perfection.
" Hello babe"
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heavy waves
Teen Fiction"There was a great swell coming on the ocean. I was sitting in my board waiting for it to come. Around me was nothing, just my loud thoughts screaming inside my head. Decision making was always my weakness but it had to be made. I paddled as hard as...
