Lana is My Mother

three

Getting up for school the next day hurt a lot. I slowly come to life as I strech. I look at my clock. 5:45 AM. Later then usual. I'm an early bird. Always have been. I limp over to my closet and grab a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, the maroon thermal Fleur gave me, and my Lebron 10's that are white, blue, and grey. I pull on everything and walk past Mommy's room. The doors open but she's sleeping and the rooms clean. No traces of alcohol anywhere. I don't even bother going through her room looking for any Budweiser's. I just go downstairs into the kitchen.
For a famous mother we had a very tiny house. When you first walk in you see the living room with two green couches, a glass coffee table, a small tv and a little plant. When you look forward you see the dining room. A small round table with two folding chairs. Turn right and theres the kitchen. An oven, a fridge, a dishwasher, a sink, and only 2 cabinets. The upstairs was very tiny with only two rooms that both arched in due to the roof of the house. It was enough for the 2 of us.
I make my way into the kitchen and grab a yogurt and make myself a milkshake with protein. I go into the dining room and eat. Around 6:45 AM there was a faint knock on the door. Before I open the door I make sure 911 is typed in on my phones keypad just incase it's some crazy person. I wing the door open and there's a 5 feet tall, blonde haired, blue eyed, nose pierced, Fleur Jordan standing on my door step. Instead of shooing her away like how I normally would I invite her inside.

"Hi Eli."

"Hey"

"How's Lana?"

"Her name's Elizabeth and she's good."

"Sorry. Wanna walk to school with me? My brother Gregoire usually takes me but I usually see you walking and you look lonely. I see you're wearing the thermal i got you. Looks good on you." She said with a punch my shoulder.

"It's fine. Sure. You have a brother? Thanks" I said.

"Ya I have a brother. I actually have 3. I have 2 sisters. Their names are Gregoire, Maxim, Alfred, Blair, Justine, and me. I'm the youngest. My parents wanted more but my mom got sick with a rare type of cancer called Gopheria* which effected her senses and her sense of feel. She passed away when I was 12."
Now that I thought about it I never saw Mrs. Jordan
"I don't have a dad. He committed suicide when I was 6. When they did the 3-D autopsy* he was forming a disease called Hayworden* where you think you're going insane when you're not and you think you want to kill people but you don't. It was recently discovered in 2018."
Fleur looked at me with tears in her eyes and hugged me tight. I hugged her back because hell i needed it. I've never hugged anyone beside Mommy and I've never kissed anyone beside Mommy. Giving Fleur this hug made me feel special. When we let go I look over at the clock and read 7:00 AM.

"Hey Fleur, lets go." I said with a smile.

We walk out the front door. It was a nice day for Mid-March. It felt about 60 degress farenheit. Warm enough for no coat but cold enough for long sleeves. I see a flower. I bend down and pick it. It's yellow and purple. Mommy calls them Jumping Johnnys. I move a piece of Fleur hair over and put the flower in it.

"J'adore" She says with a grin.

Even though i'e been taking French since the 6th grade I still didn't know what that meant.

"It means I love you." She says giggiling like she read my mind.

I laugh.

We walk up to the doors of our school, Crick and Watson Junior and High school.

She puts her arms around my shoulders "You are a very fascinating person." She said looking at me in the eyes.

Without realizing I say "J'adore"

"J'adore, Mounsier Godfrey."

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* #1: Gopheria is a cancer I made up.

* #2: 3-D autopsy's do not exist. This does take place in the future.

* #3: Hayworden is not real.

Fleur's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/fleurs_outfit/set?id=125224087

Eli's outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/elis_outfit/set?id=125226065