Chapter 38 - Tristan

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Chapter 38

Today is gonna be a busy day. I had to do some grocery shopping or I would end up with no food in the house. And we don't want that to happen, do we?

I also needed to go to Ikea for some new furniture and that was all the way up in Wembley.

Last but not least, tomorrow I needed to go to collage. It's not actually my first day of school. But I am taking this program where you go earlier to school, do activities and get to know each other better, the other students that are taking this program.

I was pretty nervous and it reminded me that George would always calm me down in situations like this. And vice-verse. George isn't even gone that long and I already miss him.

I also really miss hanging out with the girls. Both of them. I've seen Toni a few times, but it was always us two. I want it to be again us 3. I missed Elin and I knew that I needed to talk to her, soon.

I was currently in the grocery shop around the corner. My shopping cart was almost full. Cornflakes, milk, water, some soda, bread, things I could eat on my bread, like Nutella. Some vegetables for dinner. Lots and lots of fruit because I love to eat fruit. And yeah other stuff you would find in a kitchen.

After I paid I loaded everything in my car and went home to drop off everything.

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And hour or two later I found myself on my way home from Ikea. I had bought 2 single sofas, we already has one for 3 persons. But we didn't have enough space for when people would come over. A new bedspread, summer sheets, a few more towels because I always had to wash them way to quick, and our washing machine couldn't really handle that.

When I got home I wasn't in the mood to sat up the couches. I had planned to do so but I found myself already lying in our bed. I didn't feel good the last few days. I was tired and today I had an horrible headache. I guess I just needed some rest.

I made myself some tea, crawled up under a blanket and watched this new series Finding Carter. After that I felt myself falling into a deep sleep.

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My alarm had woken me up at 7am. I took a shower and put on some clothes. Ate breakfast, searched all the stuff I needed and stuffed everything in my bag. I put on my All Stars, grabbed my keys from the table and was ready to go.

I was a bit early, but I didn't mind. I always liked to be somewhere on time. I mean, I come late too, but it's always better to be early. I went to the school desk were I received a schedule for today. I went to the classroom for the first 'period'. I say 'period' because it's not real school day, so yeah.

I entered the room and when I looked up I saw a rather attractive male, from around my age stand behind the desk. Unlike George he had blond hair and from what I saw his eyes were green. He was tall but not that kind of tall that has it difficult with their height.

"Are you going to teach us?" I asked rather confused. "Well, Hello to you too." He smiled cheeky. "Does it look like I am a teacher? Because if that is so I really need to know." He laughed.

"Oh, sorry. I just thought - you stood - the desk." I scratched my forehead. "It's okay. I'm Tristan, by the way. But everybody calls me Tris." He put his hand out to me. "I'm Jazmyn, but everybody calls me Jazz." I mocked him, while shaking his hand. "Oh those nicknames." He sighed.

He turned on his feet and sat down on a chair in the front, next to the window. "So you are that type that comes early to class, aren't you?" It seemed like he always had a cheeky smile on his face. "Yeah, you can say that. What type are you, Tris?" I asked him, while I sat down in the seat next to his. "Me? You can say I am exactly the same as you. I don't know, I just like to come early to class." I smiled at him. I don't know why but it seemed like we could be friends, and that is the reason why I am taking this program, to make friends. "So what are you taking this year?" He asked, his feet were sat on the table, it reminded me a little of George, he would do that on our coffee table.

"Music." I answered.

"So you play an instrument."

"Jup."

"And are you going to tell me what?" He looked at me.

"Yeah, the guitar." I said, my head down. He didn't say anything more, it's like he seemed this was a touchy subject.

"So what are you taking?" I spoke up, when a few minutes passed. "Art" He said. "Oh so I have an artistic person next to me. "Yeah." He sat his legs down. "You can say so." He smiled. Again, a cheeky one.

"That's cool."

"It is. One day, I will paint this classroom on a billboard with you in it, and it would sell a lot." He spoke, sync with his hands in the air, like he was actually painting something.

"Yeah, because I am in it." I laughed. "Touché." He laughed with me.

A/N

First things first, I am so freaking sorry. It took me so long to write this chapter. Not only because I am on vacation but also because I had a writers block. Every time I opened wattpad, I knew about what I wanted to write, but I couldn't form it into words. So, sorry to you and to Kiala. :)

Second, I know it's a filler, but I really hope you guys like it. Sorry if there are any mistakes and please let me know where.

Like Kiala said we have some problems with writing ASS. And a few times we thought about quitting but that wouldn't be fair to you guys (I LOVE YOU GUYS SO MUCH) and it wouldn't be fair to us, we've put a lot of effort in this story, so yeah.

Third, OMG new character. You can imagine him the way you want but I find myself fantasizing it is Tristan from The Vamps. (LOL)

Again, sorry, guys. PLEASE vote. It's not that much to ask, so please do. Like we said before, it helps this story to grow.

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Kisses, Elin.

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