John 8:44

Just A Filler

By the time I made my way home my thoughts were all over the place. Pulling into the driveway I put them all behind me. I parked my car in front of the water fountain and jogged up the stairs to the front door. I pulled open the big oak door.

"Hello? Dad?" I called out, no answer came back. I lazily walked into the kitchen to rummage for food. On the granite countertop was a neon yellow sticky note.

'Went to Rome to discuss with Antony, won't be back until Saturday night~ Dad.'

'How sweet of him to leave a note, that's new.' I thought to myself before tossing it in the garbage. I went back to my mission of looking for food. After about six minutes chicken alfredo was found. I popped it into the microwave and waited until it seemed to be hot enough.

"Tristan! Mister Tristan!"

I turned to my name being called from the foyer. Groaning I got up from the table and opened the door.

"Yes?"

Jamie, my favorite maid, was halfway up the stairs. When I spoke she turned and smiled.

"Ah, Tristan, there you are, I suppose you saw your fathers note?"

"Yes, ma'am. Once again I'm alone for the weekend." I half smiled. I was used to it. He used to leave me alone all the time. Well, left me with Jamie that is.

"Well is there anything you would like for dinner? Anything special?" She asked with a knowing smile.

I laughed. "Well now that you mention it, I would love some gumbo." She was raised in New Orleans, Louisiana. I like to believe she was in the kitchen at the age of four.

She let out a giggle. "Alright honey, I can do that." With those few sentences, she was gone into the kitchen to start the roux. I continued up the stairs and to my room. It was only 7:15 in the afternoon. It would take about two hours for the gumbo, glad I ate. I pushed open my door and jumped on the bed. I stayed there for a few seconds until my phone went off.

'Hop on Call of Duty!' - Aaron. Of course. I grinned and turned my Xbox on. The game passed the hours until Jamie called me down for dinner. It took the stairs two at a time and nearly fell at the bottom. Once I entered the kitchen the aroma hit me. I joined Jamie at the island. The only time the table was used is when dad was home, otherwise, we dined in the kitchen. And only then did Jamie join me.

"so how's school?" she asked. I knew it wouldn't be long and she would be asking.

I nodded. "It's good. Again."

"You know you could change majors each time, right." She responded rolling her eyes.

"Yes, I know. I kind of enjoy it, more than I would anything else, but it gets boring."

"Well, then I don't want to hear you complaining okay?"

I laughed and ducked my head, "Yes ma'am, I know."

She looked me up and down in a concerned mom way. She didn't say anything else and finished her food. When we were both done she took the plates to start the dishes. I thanked her for the meal then went up to my room.

Not too much later I got a text asking if I wanted to go to a party. I thought for a moment then responded yes. Smelling myself I decided it was best to jump in the shower. I grabbed my clothes then headed down the hall to the shower. Before I opened the door Jamie was sure to yell that I didn't need to blast my music. I grinned and shut the door.

The shower was preset to 110 f°. Soi turned it on and waited for it to get warm. The Bluetooth speakers turned on when I opened Pandora. I clicked on Kevin Gates radio and let it play. Two songs later I was getting out and drying off my body. I wrapped the towel around my waist and continued to my room

I combed through my closet looking for a long sleeve shirt. I came across a maroon Thrasher shirt with roses down the sleeve. I had a pair of acid washed jeans with roses on the front that would match. Before walking out I combed my hair over.