'Burnt lungs, sour taste'

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Cora's pov
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I pushed the door open. "Hey mum," i yelled as i walked into the hall.

*ding* i looked at my phone. It was a notification from Instagram, saying i had a new follower.

"Hey sweetie," my mum came out of the kitchen. She was strangely dressing in her running outfit. Shit. "Lets go."

"Go where?" I tried to act innocent.

"What do you think?" She laughed and ran her hands over her top.

I sighed and ran up the stairs to get ready. I don't know why she couldn't have just gone by herself.

I pulled out some black running pants and a sports bra and put them on, followed by a tight blue top.

"Hurry up C," my mum screamed from the bottom of the stairs. I sighed, grabbed my headphones and ran down stairs.

I walked out into the cold, pressed my running playlist and we were off. I never really found running with my mum embarrassing but its just a bit weird i guess.

We got to my favourite smoothie place and sat down, waiting for the waiter to take our order.

"Hey," a tall girl said as she looked from me to my mum. "What can i get for you?"

"One carrot and orange smoothie please." I promise i'm not weird.

"And for you?" She looks at my mum who is still deciding.

"A-a small apple and pineapple smoothie please."

"Thank you," we both said as the waiter took our menus and walked away.

I sighed. I seem to be doing that a lot lately.

*Ding*

E: Hey x

"Oh god!" I screamed, regretting it as soon as it came out of my mouth. My mum was staring at me and so was everyone in the cafe. Shit.

"What are you doing?!" My mum screamed/whispered.

"Nothing, sorry," i looked back at the text. I unlocked my phone quickly and went straight to the chat.

Hey?

The icon saying he was texting back popped up after a few seconds.

E: Remember me?

'Of course!!!' I thought but my fingers didn't text the same.

Were you the guy from the park?

E: yep :)

"Cora, put your phone down," my mum scolded.

I put my phone down and waited for the smoothies to arrive.
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*ding*

E: Cora?

I tapped my foot, not being able to answer the message.

"Lets get going C," my mum stood up and i followed.

We ran home and i stopped to catch my breath as my mum unlocked the door.

"Burnt lungs," my mum laughed and then coughed.

I smiled. "And a sour taste huh?"
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I wrote this on the bus lol, hope its ok xx like, comment and share ❤️❤️

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