Endurance

Chapter THREE

Amelia's P.O.V.

" I want to take a step and show it off
Off to youuuu..
I'm not the best but I can be there if you want me to..
I want to go ahead and be your man all of the tiiiime..
And I want you to make me feel like I'm your guy.. uuuuy.. "

"I say aaaaah, aaaaah, aaaaah, aaaaah, aaaaah.." I wake up singing to my alarm's song, feeling young, wild, and free.

Last night was amazing. Because you see, I win the cleaning war. Duh! yes, as usual of course. And knowing that tonight I'm going to a party with my older siblings makes me happy and excited to begin the day ahead of me. I stumbled happily to the bathroom, doing my morning's ritual and changing out of my Panda pajama. Wearing a black Nirvana long sleeves shirt and blue jeans, thinking that today the weather is a bit cold, I headed down stairs.

"Good morning, people!" I shouted walking into the living room. No one's there, It's too quiet. Weird. I stalked to the kitchen, no one there too. It's Sunday 10am, where the hell is everyone?

Then I saw a note sticking from under a spoon on the dining table.

"Good morning, honey! I went to our neighbor's house. Leila's sick and asked for my company. Sorry I didn't want to wake you up and tell you this. I might be late, so I made some Lasagna and left it in the fridge. Eat and don't wait for me. I'll be there soon.

Love you,

your mom."

God, I hate staying home alone. I thought. How about go out for a run. Yeah, that's a great idea. With that thought on my mind, I headed to change into my running outfit and running shoes, took a bottle of water, my I Pod and headphones and head out. I put on my All Time Low playlist and started running in the neighborhood. While running my mind drifted to my best friends, and what they could be doing now. Of course my red head beautiful friend, Anne, is working hard now trying to act tough for her family's sake. Flora, the flower in our gang, with her blonde hair and sea blue eyes, bossing Jeremy around their new bought house, the house where they're gonna live after marriage. While the poor, kind, green eyed, Jeremy trying to be the good, caring, and loving fiance. And Troy.. 

Troy. Has he sent me a text back yet? I totally forgot to turn my phone back on. Well, I'll take that as a note to do when I'm back home. So, back to the track, Troy. The model like, blue eyed and blonde hair into a quiff, Troy. He's my closest friend of them all, he's nearly a brother to me. Now having fun in Turkey, studying and working too maybe. Has he had a girlfriend yet? I hope so..

Cutting my thoughts, I saw Mrs. Johnson walking out of her car beside me. Mrs. Johnson is Flora's mother, I may add.

"Amelia, dear! How lovely to see you today." Mrs. Johnson gushed to me, taking my body into a big bear hug.

"Hi, Mrs. Johnson. It's so nice to see you too." I said hugging her back.

"How are you? you look so beautiful." She said what made me blush like a tomato. For your information people, I hate being complimented because I don't know how to replay and it made me blush to anyone, and anything like an idiot.

"I'm good, thank you. How's Flora? I hope everything is going okay with her engagement." I tried to talk like a lady. Come see your daughter being a nice lady, mom. I though.

"She's good. Jeremy's a nice young man. By the way, your mom mentioned you were sick, I hope you're fine now." She said looking at me worriedly. May I add that my mom is best friends with my best friend's mother. Of course she told her that.