Chapter 2: Soul Sister

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Now, here's the new Chapy 2 as well.. sorry again for the sudden changes but i hope you all will like it..by the way, check out the featured character on the right side with the video of Bruno Mars-Count on me. :)

much love,

Cassie P. ♥

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Chapter 2

Several weeks in college already made me adapt on my new environment. I even knew who to talk to and who to avoid. It’s simple because it’s been written on their faces when they’re interested or not. It’s been always the same on how the days work – lecture, lunch, lecture, go straight home, study, diner then sleep.

I walked out of my room silently to avoid my sister waking up. I went downstairs silently to drink some water. I smelled something cooking when I reached the kitchen. On my surprise, Ireth’s already awake. She’s at the kitchen frying bacon and eggs. She loves those.

“Morning,” I started.

“Oh, your awake. Want to eat with me?” she offered then yawned slightly.

“No thanks. I’ll just go into shower now.” I said pointing my thumb over my shoulder and slinging my red towel on my left shoulder.

She nodded while sipping hot coffee. I walked straight to the shower and opened it to take a bath. It has always been this way. While I take a bath, I’m always thinking of some inspiration to make me carry on the following days. It’s kind of boring always doing the same thing. But I have no choice.

I walked out of the bathroom and proceeded to my room. I wore my bra and panty and put some lotion onto my legs and arms. I slid my green skirt up to my waist. The skirt is not that short and not too long. It’s just right above my knee where it should be. I put on my cream blouse and buttoned it. To finish it all, I wore my green necktie making a full windsor knot. After the clothes, now comes my hair and face. I dried my hair and combed it neatly. I put powder on my face, a little bit of lip balm and that’s it. I wore my black shoes on with 1 ½ inch heels to finish everything up.

I tossed my bag on my shoulder and went downstairs. I was about to leave when I forgot about my allowance. I came back for my Aunt Faye seeing her sitting on her office chair with her husband.

“Morning” I tried on getting her attention.

“Morning honey,” she replied almost in a low tone. She never left her gaze from the laptop screen typing and smoking her cigarette simultaneously. My Aunt Faye is a lawyer. She’s always like this. I can’t  hardly talk to her because of her work. But I love her. “I gave your allowance to your Uncle George.”

“Okay” I nodded and faced Uncle George who’s also busy in the morning claiming his free spins at the slots on Facebook. He and my aunt are husband and wife. They took care of me when I was a baby when they were still dating. Now, he works as the finance manager of my aunt’s law office. “Uncle George?” I called him while facing him.

“One minute…” he said almost in a whisper smoking his cigarette as well. I waited for a couple more minutes. Then he said, “Here, “handing me the money. “Make sure you use it well, kay?” he smiled and winked at me. He means if I needed more, I can still ask for it.

I smiled with that thought and kissed them both each on their cheek, “ Thanks! See you later guys!” as I waved at them, though I know they wont notice it.

“Study hard!” they both shout back at me as I closed the door.

I drag my feet to the road as I make it to the terminal. I sighed as a long line awaits me again before getting to school, having me to wake up earlier just for this freaking line. I have never been a morning person and I never liked waking up so early in the morning. Being not in the mood every morning means no appetite for breakfast as well. I know, breakfast is the most important meal of the day, but what the heck? I just don’t care now, now that its early like this with a damn long line. The line is moving so slow. Is there any other way other than this? Urgh. This is so maddening!

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