Somewhere in between

-Ch3-

That night I had gone atop the roof, to have a conversation with my mom. She had a appeared in my dream that night. She was telling me to live every day as if it was my last and to dream as if you lived forever. I didn't understand then , but I kinda get it now. Some day the end of your life will come and you will regret so many things. She was telling me to do what she never could. To live your life to the fullest and to be happy with who you are. But the second part was confusing me. What did she mean by dream as if you will live forever. I just don't get it, What? Any way I was thinking about it so much that I was almost late to my crazy early job. We are open 24-7 so......... It was very convenient because I have school that starts at 8:00 and I work from 5 to 7:30. I love it to, and the people are pretty nice , but I mean every one has their bad days. And this was a Wednesday so it was scheduled for it to be Clarisse's. I have it written on my calendar because his bad days can get well, messy. I have to keep a change of clothes, tissues, and a CD of his favorite comforting songs in my bag at all times or else I am doomed to be soaking.

I walk to the café because it is super close. Only 5 blocks,and you are probably thinking that I walk to much. You can never exercise to much. A specially when you are me, a girl that loves to have croissants and tea for breakfast every morning. I opened the door to the "Restaurant le Grappillon+ 32 and prepared myself for the worst. But, when I walked in it was surprisingly quiet, Bach's 9th symphony was playing. "Bonjour madam Krebbs!" I said as I passed her. She is one of our regular customers. Then there is also the fact that only Michelle was there. Which isn't really that weird because it is 5 in the morning. So I decided to give it a half a hour to wait and see if anyone shows up. "So where is Clarisse today I thought that he was going to work this week"? I stood there waiting for an answer ,but I never got one. Until I checked behind the counter I thought that I was one of the only ones that actually showed up to work today. That wouldn't be that first time. The last time that I had this thought of being one of the only ones that actually showed up to work my but off was......................... my birt...... That thought was interrupted by a loud noise, and confetti. All the colors of the rainbow fell on to everything. It was almost like when someone would describe being "blessed" by a Unicorn. Or for you believers out there being farted on by one. My family ,and friend ( and no I am not lonely ) used to say with me that farts were just the body's idea of blessing someone. At least that is what my mom had said when I asked her what caused them. She would give her answer , and then the real answer. Her answer used to make no sense at all, but I just went along with it until she told me really why. The sound of horns and bells played the tune of happy birthday. At the end of it my cake came out. It was a silver and it had 18 candles on it. They simmered in the light of the rising Sun. I was totally speechless, which doesn't happen that often. They had made it all happen without me knowing ,and I didn't even tell them when my birthday was. Not that my birthday was all that important. I had forgotten about it all because no one at home celebrated my birthday any way so why waste my time on it. I don't have enough friends to have a party, so Olivia ,and I just hang out, play games, and stay up late. Her parents tell us not to stay up past 12 so that's when we go to bed. But, if it were my parents I could stay up till 3 if I wanted. They don't care. The people here are so loving and caring for each other. They could actually be my friends. We have never said that we are friends but, I do think that we are?. "So happy birthday , and happiest 18th" Clarisse said to me. He wiped away a tear while smiling at me. He might have been only in his 30s, but he was an old soul. He loved classic movies, and tea with every meal. He is definitely wise beyond his years, and he speaks with his heart, not his brain. When people have birthdays he will keep saying that you are getting so old as he cries. Or just cause. When he has his bad days he keeps saying that he isn't good at anything or if something doesn't work out he gets frustrated. He just cries a lot. Right now it's one of those times. I pulled the bag of tissues out, and handed it to him before he could use my shirt as one. Michelle comforted him while Jason lite the candles. He looked up at me ,and smiled. I realized that I had been starring at him, I blushed so much that my cheeks tingled. When Jason continued to look at me I turned around, to smile, and blush again. That would be twice in the last 5 minutes, a new record. I guess I kinda sorta have a "little" crush on him. But, it's quite awkward, and a sensitive topic because he is Olivia's brother. I mean wouldn't it be a really embarrassing to have a crush on your friend's little brother? I don't know maybe it's only me. I chuckled at the thought of me marrying Jason , and Olivia married to my younger brother Levi. I mean it's not like the possibility of them liking each other is not so out there. Olivia has a little crush on him, and so I suppose it is not as embarrassing as I think it is. I turned back to my friends , and colleagues with a smile on my face, and confetti in my hair. The candles were lite, and my friends singing. Man, I sign, what good people these are, I had never though that this kind of hope, and goodness could lie in a human's heart. I only believed the goodwill of humanity lied at the bottom of the heart where it doesn't shine through. I was wrong these people were not like the ones that I grew up with. Those humans were more like devils if you ask me. They bullied me about what I wore , and because my mom was a single mom. They made fun of her, calling her ugly, worthless, and me insufferable. I was a little scrawny for my age. They hated me because I had the best grades in the school, even though I was only in 2nd grade. Mostly the older kids were hurting me because they were jealous. I had no one to turn to , but my mom , and I didn't want to tell her because her had enough to fret about. I turned the Lord.
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I blew out the candles , and started cheering . I was finally 18 ! My parents would finally let me drive ! They put a blindfold on my head to cover my eyes . They hung a piñata from the ceiling , and handed me a bat . Then spun me around five times , asked me if I could see through the blindfold , and told me to swing when I was ready . I hit it on my first try , then I handed the blindfold to Michelle . She put it on and started swinging at the piñata . Others were frantic to get out-of-the-way . I almost got hit in the head when she swung piñata . Then Jason went , he hit it on his first try and handed off to Clarisse. Clarisse, hit it and the piñata burst , spraying the room with a colorful load of candy . It was stuffed to the brim with lots of French candy . I don't like the American kind, to sugary . Jason walked over and pull some confetti out of my hair . " Can I show you something " Jason asked me with a smirk on his face. " Oh no, what is it " I said playfully. " You'll have to see " he said in reply , and took off. I ran up the stairs after him hoping that he hadn't gotten me a present , because I knew that he didn't have a job . I didn't want him to waste his money on me . I wasn't worth it . Yeah I know you're probably thinking this is sad she doesn't think very highly of herself . But , I know that living isn't about thinking highly of yourself , it's about thinking highly of others . Being kind to others , and living your life to the fullest . My mom taught me the special rule that she said that was the golden rule . It is to treat others with the same respect you would want to be respected with. So I'm not thinking of myself lowly, but I'm not thinking about myself highly either. We took the three flights of stairs , up to the rooftop . The sun was starting to rise , creating a golden sky. Blue , pink , orange , and a spectacular gold . The roof was lit with candles ,and a table set up. For two?!. "Jason......." I was utterly speechless. Once again another record ." What is all of this"? I asked . "Shhhh...." he whispered out onto the roof tops of the other cafés. I don't know why I picked this lavender dress to wear today . Of all days I could wear dress I picked this one . I must see the future !?. The slight breeze brush my hair into my eyes , I knew I should've worn my down hair today . The forecaster said it would be windy day . Jason brush it out of my eyes, and suddenly I was a little girl again . So vulnerable and I felt so helpless . " The candles only have one purpose , and obviously it's not for lighting up the view" I turned to look at the candles, closely. At first I didn't notice, but an even closer look and............... It said something that I thought was never going to be asked, ever. I thought that no one was ever going to asked me

To be continued............,
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