Changing✔|| Book 1

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Chapter 2: The boy next door

I wake up the next morning as the sun shines brightly. I forgot to close the curtains.

I get up as my feet touch the soft built in carpet and I go to my balcony as the morning wind hits my face, making me feel good and I smile just as I observe how peaceful it is, I look at the beach and I see boats from far away. The sound of the ocean is very clear.

I decide to leave my room as I make my way to the bathroom opposite me. My dad's room is downstairs so there are only 4 rooms up here. My bedroom, the guest bedroom and an empty room that's probably just gonna be a study room. Then there's a bathroom.

I look at myself in the mirror. Then I tie my naturally curly brown hair into a messy bun. I brush my teeth and I make my way downstairs just as the smell of breakfast makes my stomach grumble.

"Morning babe" dad says just as I take a seat by the island.

"Morning dad, how did you sleep?" I ask just as he puts a plate in front of me.

"I slept ok, and you, finding your new bed comfy?" He asks and I nod.

He places an omelette on my plate and gives me utensils. He places a glass next to me and he pours orange juice. He places a plate with fresh toast. Then he sits down next to me.

"Dig in" he says and I do just that. My dad is the best cook. I'm not exaggerating but he knows how to make a meal. I never really asked him where he learned how to cook.

"Dad this is really good" I compliment him just as I take a sip of my orange juice.

"Good, now eat up and go get ready for the day, right now it's... 10:30 so we'll leave for shopping at 12:00." He says and I nod.

"What do we need to get?" I ask him

"Your school supplies, but mostly things for the house, you know, just so that it feels homey." He says and I nod.

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After having that amazing breakfast with my dad, I decided to go and have a shower. I shampooed my hair with my amarula scent shampoo and body wash. I just love the smell of amarula.

I spent about 20 minutes showering and I finally got out of the shower. I wrapped a towel around my slim, tall body.

I walked into my room as I dry myself and I put my wet hair in a bun.

I haven't had time to unpack so my clothes are still in the boxes. I have a few clothes so having a walk in closet was just so unnecessary. I take the box that has my 'going out' clothes and I put it on my bed just as I go through what I should wear.

I take out my makeup and body lotion, which is also amarula scented.

After all that time working on myself I observe in the mirror. I am wearing dark blue skinny high wasted jeans and a nice white shirt with black stripes on it and I matched it with my jean jacket and some ankle boots.

I tied my hair in a messy bun at the top of my crook. I applied a little bit of make up. With some mascara and lipstick.

I checked the time and it was written 11:58. My dad always sticks to his time. I shouldn't be a second late. He will leave with or without me. He's done that a lot of times, so I had to learn how to manage my time. I give myself one last glance and I make my way downstairs to where my dad is. I meet him by the hallway downstairs as he is coming out his room, dressed in grey jeans and a black shirt that hugs his body, revealing his muscles. He wore his suede Timberland boots.