Soft smells

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(Fall) * I woke up to a consuming sound of my alarm clock I smacked it to stop the noise then after that happened I teared out of bed and got into a sweatshirt, jeans and sneakers. I threw my curls into a pony tail and applied chapstick as the horror of getting ready for school ended I heard the door get knocked. I ran down the rusted metal stairs, then before I could even get to the door my mom answered it as my tired eyes tried to adjust to the light they adjusted to a woman dark black hair tan skin deep blue eyes and thick tan lips right beside her inches taller the boy from last night.*

(Maria) " Hello, I'm Maria your new neighbor and this is my son Giovanni he's 17 "

(Fall) *Giovanni the name boomed as I inhaled the soft smell of cookies*

(Mom) "Hello I'm Autumn I have a daughter also 17 her name is Fall"

(Fall) * As her words comprehend in my mind my cheeks burn with embarrassment*

(Maria) " aww Autumn and Fall that's so cute well I brought some cookies but Sadly I gotta go it was nice meeting you"

(Mom) "thanks for the cookies it was nice meeting you too bye"

(Fall) * the door closes I run down looking at series of teared, molded walls I run past Mom and grab my soft white backpack and swing it on my shoulders I ran into the restroom to brush my teeth I finish my routine and run out the rusted door as I say goodbye to my mom *

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