Prologue
"If things don't turn out what you planned it doesn't mean God wants you to lose and quit. Maybe he has got a better thing planned for you rather than what you planned for yourself"
Meet Adam Parker who thinks his every observation...
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A/N: this story has been typed on phone, so might find typo mistakes. Please feel free to point out. I am trying my best to edit the story, but the key here is patience. Enjoy reading <3
Edited 30/07/2017 *********** I was up today, too early than I usually am. Scrunching my eyes, I looked at the clock on the table. Arrgh!! it's 4'o clock in the morning. I shifted in my bed trying to sleeping again but that just could not happen.
So, I decide to go for a run. Changing into a hoodie and sweat pants, I made my way downstairs. Closing the door behind me, I started to jog my way. The weather is mesmerizing. Its little cloudy but not too much that it would be pouring down rain anytime soon. Sun hasn't been up till now and slow breeze is flowing, caressing my face. I took a whiff of fresh air, continuing my jog.
I ran a couple of blocks and it's been an hour, well I think that. Maybe, I should head back to home. I was just a couple of houses away, when I saw a car being parked in front of a house. I think that Mr. Davidson has finally managed to get his property sold. I saw a middle aged man taking out suitcases from the back of the cars.
"C'mon sweetie, we're finally here." I heard him say. I slowed down my pace, really intrigued to know about who is going to live here since it took about a year for Mr. Davidson to find a buyer. And also a person got to know his neighbours, right?
A girl got down from the car, approximately of my age. She looks petite and pretty with her brown hairs up in a messy bun. She had her hand near her neck as if she was holding something, maybe a necklace. She had a tired look on her face and as if a tint of sadness was making way up to her eyes.
Every time when I had thought about something after observing, has always turned out right. And I think I am also correct in this case because I just saw a tear slid down her eyes. She walked to the door and helped the man with luggage whom I presume is her father.
The girl's gaze flicked towards me, I could see her furrowing her eyebrows. I should just get running before they think I am some kind of creepy stalker or psychopath killer. Looks like we have new people here!
I closed the house door behind me. "Adam, is that you?" Mom called aloud. "Yeah." I went to the kitchen from where I heard her voice.
"Good morning" I said, pecking her cheeks. I never felt ashamed of showing affection to her. "Went for a run?" she asked me, cracking some eggs in a bowl.
"Well, yeah!! I woke up way too early, so I thought why not go out for a jog." I grabbed an apple from the basket. "I'll just go and check on Greg. I know he would be awake." I said running upstairs to the room.
"Be down after the shower. Breakfast in 30 minutes." She called behind.
We Parkers are morning persons. No questions or doubt!!! Sleeping till late wasn't our thing unless we were on a hangover. I saw Greg on the desk sipping on his lukewarm water with a book in his hand. He never misses his lukewarm water, it flushes 'Toxin' from his body.!!!! Well, whatever suites him!
