save our souls

coffee shop

"Can i take a name please?" the barista weakly said, i knew she was tired. she was in my history class but i'm not surprised she doesn't know my name. Introverts like me don't usually get remembered. "Luna," I responded. I went to the back of the crowd waiting for their morning coffee.  "Peach green tea lemonade for Lana," well that was quick. You would be surprised at how often i get my name wrong. I grab my tea and sit on the sofa to start working. Another art project was due and i knew this one is going to take a while. I got my pencils out and started to draw. As soon as my pencil hit the paper a the bell at the top of the door went. This didn't alarm me as it goes of every time a customer walks in. The thing that grabbed my attention was the person who walked in.

Out of the corner of my eye there was a neon haired man with a huge tattoo on his arm. I recognized him but i don't know were from. He noticed me staring so i instantly looked away turning red. I plug in my head phones and carry on drawing. Moments later i see him walk out with two cups of coffee and a flood of questions fill my brain. Who was that guy? Why did i recognize him? I shook my thoughts away and carried on. the other drink was probably for his girlfriend.

I walked back home to find music blaring from my bedroom. This could only mean one thing, Izzy was home. She just went on holiday with her dreadful family. Izzy is my better half and honestly never leaves my house. Her parents never cared for her. That's how we met, through this program at our school that helps 'broken kids' who need to get back on their feet. As soon as i opened the door i felt two long arms drape across my body. "thank god your here, i have to tell you some MEGA news!" Izz says whilst following me into the kitchen. As i do so i see my mums car pull into the driveway. I'm surprised to see my mum here as she is usually working. I understand though as she has a important job and we need the money as its only one of us working.

As for my little story about my family, lets just say my home was not a happy place when i was a child. My dad was the problem. My mum was in love with him and forgave him after every blow to the head. I was terrified. I used to hide from him but he would find me and hurt me in ways I can not describe. But that's enough about that.

"Hello lovelies guess who got the week of next week!?" A grin spread across my face. When ever my mum got a week of it usually meant a holiday. "Yay were are we going?" Izzy asked. Last year us three went to Scotland and it was amazing. "Didn't you just go on holiday?" "Camping in a tent in the middle of no where does not count as a holiday!" My mum laughs then walks to the fridge. "I was thinking of going to America but I don't know we're," just the thought of going to America makes me burst of excitement. I've always wanted to go to all the states . I instantly think of Ohio, my internet friend lives there and it would be amazing to see her. "Maybe Ohio," I ask and Izzy's face looks exited. "Oooooh yes that means we get to see Gabby," Izzy is really good friends with Gabby to. "Ohio it is! I'll start looking at tickets," I instantly start to text Gabby.
Me: GUESS WHAT??????
Gabby: what
Me: IM COMING TO OHIO
Gabby: OMG YAY WE WILL FINALY MEET
I smile and start to ear into mum and Izzy's conversation. Boring adult talk. Izzy just turned 18 but u still have a few more days till I technically become an adult. "That means you will spend your birthday in America," Izz said. Finally something to look forward to in life.

I hope you like this. This is my first story and I can't wait to write this!