The moment of peace when you first wake up is one of the best feelings. The moment before everything hits you. That's what I love most about life. That one small moment.
I lay for 10 minutes, and let the emptiness fill with emotions and memories. I look to my clock on the nightstand, and it reads 4:30 a.m. I don't really sleep all that much. I don't mind it though. Might as well unpack. I spot my box labeled ' life' and walk to it. I tear it open, and play with the bubble wrap for a few minutes. I reach my hand in the box, and The first thing I pull out makes me smile. It's of me and my brother. He was 20 and I 16. I'm on his back and he's making this odd face. I miss him dearly. I set the picture on my nightstand, so that day won't fade away. 20 minutes later all my pictures, paintings, posters, are up. I sense a subtle happiness but it quickly fades.
I hear a loud knock on my door. I feel a puzzeled look take over my face. It's almost five in the morning. Who the hell is up around here? I open the door to be greeted by a long blonde haired girl with green eyes, or as James says Mickey. She smiles, and waits for me to say come in. I bow away from the door, and let her enter. She laughs, and sits on my couch.
" Why on earth are you up at five?" I question whilst outstreching my arms.
" James snores, and I thought I could help you with some stuff." She smiles.
" Well, I just unpacked one box. I don't really need help with the others, but you can help me in town." I laugh.
" What's in town?" She questions.
" My resturant." I smile.
Her face lights up, and runs out the door.
I laugh, and I walk into my room, and open my clothes box. Add this to the long list of things I need to acomplish before monday. I rummage through the box and I pull out black skinny jeans, and a big t-shirt. I grab my vans and head to the bathroom. When I flick the lights on I notice a girl I've never seen before staring back at me in the mirror. I've never looked so happy, and rested. I smile. That's me. Elly Goodson.
I throw my hair into a messy bun not caring what I look like today. I dress myself, and walk back out. I stop for a moment in my new room, and take it all in. My neighbors are great, my apartment is cute and quaint, my douchebag is six hours away, and my past is far gone. I am over taken by happiness, and it's only five in the morning. I walk out of my room and grab my car keys, and purse. When I open the door Mickey is stood in a very similar outfit to mine. We walk out to my car, and begin our long day.
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Two hours later we're stood in front of the building with 12 cans of paint, brooms, paintbrushes, those rolly things, tape, and lots of other crap you need to make a place look nice. I dig for my key, and pull it out. I smile as I unlock the door, and step in. This place is my new home for a while. Although, It's dusty, and creepy looking it will turn out great. It's a big open layout. When you first walk in there's a counter where you would normally pay, and a coat rack. Cute. It's hard to describe what it looks like though. Okay, Imagine walking into a big hotel ballroom. That's what it looks like.
" I'm almost positive someone died in here." Mickey smiles.
" Tons of ghosts, and demons. My kinda thing." I say.
" You're fucking weird." She points.
" There's a ghost behind you." I smirk.
Mickey let's out a shriek and trips over a old brick. Once she lands on her butt she gives me a death glare.
" Time to start." I smile.
Mickey stands up and flicks me off. I laugh, and throw her a painbrush.
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By 12, we had the celing and two walls painted. The floor very clean and spotless. It had this gorgeous hardwood floor. Like an old cabin. The place was covered in a thick layer of dust, and after a million sneezes we cleared it all up. We repaired one of the windows , and had the rusty old kitchen spotless. We both are exhuasted by the end of it. Mickey is lying on the floor sleeping when James comes in.
" Hey James!" I shout from the kitchen.
" Hey Elly!" He shouts back.
" James shut your mouth. Dear, lord." Mickey is awake now.
She stands and flips him off.
"What do you want Jamie?" She smiles.
" For you to jump off a cliff, and to take you ladies to eat." He smiles.
" Sounds good!" I laugh.
We wash our hands and head out the door.
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