Dying Dreamer (in one mahusive phase of rewriting)

6. The Collage Fund Issue

As the humid air danced along my sides and up my arms, I trudged along the sidewalk while benny lagged behind, I became aware of a tall man in a long dark grey drench coat stood at the entrance to the towns Starbucks. If it only for one thing I wouldn't of taken notice to the figure at all as drench coats are a necessity in storm season so that was normal  but the way he was standing suggested he wasn't a caffeine addict waiting for the store to open but waiting to see someone and the way he suddenly straightened up once he sore me, it was almost as if he was waiting for me. However the tall gentlemen didn't move from his spot so I decided to move from mine and head back home. The man didn't follow me but only stared at me until I turned the corner and disappeared behind a row of trees. Maybe I was wrong he was probably just a caffeine addicted.

I climbed the stairs to my front porch, pulling the house key out of my pocket , however Miss Lalorette opened the door with a gleaming smile on her face and  cup of most likely herbal tea. Letting go of Benny's lead he raced over to where Miss Lalorette had disappeared off to, I then placed my keys on the hook just inside the hall way and made my way to the kitchen where Benny had gone. I walked in to find my mum sat u to the kitchen counter sipping her daily coffee her black hair with wispy white flecks in tied back in a messy knot. She was dressed in her nurses uniform in preparation for work while Miss Lalorette wore her usual flowing, brightly coloured tunic; she however was standing and admiring her extremely big but lovable dog.

I waltzed over to where I'd left my school bag found to my delight, dinner money. Although my mum can make a mean Swedish meatballs that's about it, I had to get my bad cooking skills from somebody, right. I turned around to see Miss Lalorette's hand out stretched towards me with my Dog walking payment.  

"I shall take that!" Said my mother as she swiped the cash away from me. My puppy dogs following it as it entered the collage fund pot.

"What! You said you wanted to go to collage didn't you?" She said with her 'yes you did' look on her face.

After hearing the collage fund lecture again I made my way to the coat closet, where I pulled out my thick army print jacket and reached under the coats to pull out my weather resistant boots because yet again this week the heaven had decided to open, making my thin canvas converses unreliable.

Once all my attire was weather proof and on me, I made my way out the door, waving goodbye to my Mum and Miss Lalorette leaving them to enjoy their early morning tea as they have done for years.