Journals - Daniel Seavey ✔︎

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*Skylar's pov*
8:15am
I open the door to the Café and I give the girl at the counter a wave and she nods and turns to the coffee machine. I have come to this place for 1 year. Everyday at the same time and I sit in the same place. It has become my new thing. I have got time to write in my journal as I sip my oh so favourite Caramel Latte and write about my day ahead of me or (if I don't have time to in the morning then) about how my day went.
"Here you go Skylar" Kayla the girl at the counter places my latte in front of me
"Thanks" I send her a small smile and open my journal.
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Day 367 | Location: The Café
8:15am
The birds are still chirping even though it's later in the morning. The grass is still wet with dew and on my way I saw deer grazing in the paddock. Los Angeles truely is a wonderful place.
Mum and Dad made it out to be one of the worst places but ever since my routine started and waking at 5am to go for my jog and do a work out, Los Angeles has seemed more beautiful to me.
Like I said. A truely wonderful place.
Today I have to go shopping for some food at home because Mum and Dad are leaving to go to New York for a week for work. How am I gonna survive alone!?
I love being alone but without the ones that brought me into this magical place you call a world, I will be lonely at home.
If I had a brother or a sister I wouldn't be so lonely but looking after myself is hard enough imagine if I had to look after another person!
Oh well I will survive the week.
After shopping I have to go home and work some more on school stuff and then I have to go to my dance lesson.
After my dance lesson I come home and my parents will be leaving to go to the airport.
Well I just finished my Caramel Latte so I'm gonna get ready to go shopping.
- Skylar Kennedy.
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I close my journal and stand up, I grab my dishes and slide them onto the counter and Kayla smiles at me. I walk out the door but bump into a tall boy.
"My bad" he smiles
"Sorry" I squeak out instantly growing silent due to my fear of talking to boys
I speed walk away and throw my stuff in the basket of my bicycle and I climb on. I ride towards home and place my bicycle in the garage. I grab my journal and my phone and then rush into the house hoping my neighbours wouldn't try to make conversation.
"I'm home!" I shout as I close the front door and slip off my checkered vans
I place my phone on the table and rush up to my room and stash my journal under my bookcase overflowing with books.
"Hey honey" I hear my Mum murmur and I jump in surprise
"How was your morning?" I smile at her as I pull off my blouse
"It was good" she nods
"Where is Dad?" I frown
"He is doing last minute things for work" she yawns and sits on the edge of my bed
"You know honey have you ever thought you might have too many books?" She points towards my book case that had books surrounding it as well as filling the shelves tightly making the books hard to pull out.
"There is no such thing as too many books mother" I send her a playful glare and pick up Romeo and Juliet
"Honey I swear you have read that too many times" Mum sighs an I shrug
"The love in this book makes me all gooey inside" I giggle
"But in the end it doesn't end happily" she gives me a 'are you silly' look and I smile
"I like reading it" I place it in my click close handbag and throw my phone and wallet in as well.
"Honey you are 17 now...shouldn't you be out hanging with friends or living instead of sitting in your room and writing in that thing you call a journal?" She grabs my journal and I tense up
"I don't like people. You should know your daughter more Mother" I snatch my journal off her cursing at myself for not having a good enough hiding spot
"Well you should be living Skylar. No 17 year old should go grocery shopping and enjoy it" she shakes her head
"I like the smell of fresh bread and the loud noises of people either arguing about being in the way or not wanting to buy their children something" I roll my eyes and sit at my desk
"You are 17 Skylar. You need to live your life. Those Dance lessons aren't getting you anywhere in your social life because you literally just keep to yourself" Mum groans and rubs her forehead
"The anxiety doesn't help Mum....shopping is good because I can keep to myself and I only have to speak to one person and ask them how their day is going and that's it" I shrug
"But you need friends Sky" Mum growls
"I have Kayla!" I raise my hands dramatically
"She says here you go and that's it!" Mum yells and I flinch
"I don't understand why my social life has all the sudden turned you into a bitch Mother" I snarl and she gasps
"Skylar don't use that language with me!" She growls and I groan
"My social life doesn't affect you Mum so just stay out of it" I grab my hand bag and my car keys and walk out
"Skylar you come back here right now" my mother yells chasing after me
I close the front door behind me with a light slam and I climb into my car. I start it and start driving towards the supermarket and I find a park right near the entrance.
I walk through the front doors and grab a trolley and start stuffing food into it. After a hour or so I go to the checkouts and find a female person at the counter. I tart placing my things on the conveyer belt and then I watch her place my stuff in bags and I place them in the trolley. $124.46 later I walk out to the car and start piling everything into the boot. I place my trolley in the trolley bay and start driving home.
"SKYLAR" I hear a shriek as I start carrying food towards the house
I groan and place everything in my arms on the counter my Mother storms out of my room holding a small glittery book with a vein about to burst in her neck.
"THATS MY BOOK!" I yell
"You said I was a selfish cow!" She hold the book up and I helplessly try to grab it
"I was angry at you because you took my phone thinking I was sending inappropriate photos to boys!" I snap and rip my book out of her hands
She goes quiet and I cross my arms and my foot taps the ground in annoyance.
"You went through my stuff and then read my personal book!" I snarl
"You never tell us anything Skylar" she growls
"You took my phone from me thinking I sent nudes to a boy when I can't even speak to a boy in person!" I throw the book across the room and it hits a vase shattering it into a million pieces.
"SKYLAR!" My Mother slaps me and my heart stops.
She really just hit me for breaking a two dollar vase. We have another 10 of those in the storage room and she slaps me!?
"What the hell is wrong with you!?" I yell and storm up to my room
I let the door slam and I start shoving clothes into a bag. I grab my laptop and my school work and shove them into a separate bag and then I grab my clip close bag and pull it over my shoulder. I grab the other two bags and storm down the stairs and my parents stare at me in shock.
"Have fun in New York" I growl and storm out the door ignoring their pleas to stay.
"Skylar I'm sorry" Mum chases after me but I ignore her
I place everything in the boot and climb into the drivers seat.
"Bye" I slam my foot on the accelerator and reverse onto the road.
I drive to the Café and sit in my booth and get my drink.
"I can't believe you" I sigh and bang my head on the table
"Are you okay?" I turn and my eyes connect with two large blue ones and my breathing freezes.