A/N
Feel free to correct any mistakes you spot, it helps me a lot. <3
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After what seems like hours, my mum comes upstairs to find me on my bed staring at the ceiling.
"Can I come in?" she knocks on the door while she says it.
"I guess..."
She walks in and walks over to my bed. Thunder and lightning bring the dark blue sky to life. I quickly get up off my back to face her. She sits down and grabs my hands. My fingers intertwine with hers. We always did that during the storms, since I was a child. It was always our thing, no one else's. I could tell by the way she looked at me that this was about what I said to dad.
"He's really upset," she informs me. I do feel kind of bad for yelling at him, but I don't regret it.
"I'll go see him.." I sigh knowing that's what she wants me to do. She smiles wide and kisses my forehead. I smile back at her mimicking her, making us both laugh.
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I reach for the door handle of my dad's office, but stop myself from going in. What should I say? Should I make small talk or just apologize and bolt? I stop thinking and knock on the door. I hear a faint voice telling me to come in. As I walk in the smell of tobacco hits me. The room is badly illuminated, making me quite nervous. He is sitting behind a mahogany desk smoking a cigar.
I stand there in front of him like an idiot for what seems like ages. He grows impatient and asks if there is something I want.
"Oh..yea I just..just wanted to apologize for emm... what I said" I stumble over my words. It takes him a couple of minutes to react. Suddenly, he stands up from his office chair and looks down.
"I forgive you," he says simply
"You do? Oh...I thought I would've had to bend your arm backward." I chuckle. He stays silent so I stop laughing.
"Is that it?" he asks
"Yea... that's it" I half smile at him before turning around. Before I leave I freeze in my tracks. I think to myself. Maybe I should take this opportunity to ask him if I could go outside. Not for long, just for a second or two. I've never been outside during a storm.
They aren't like normal storms, they're wilder, stronger, scarier. People are forced to stay inside during the whole of February. I know what you're thinking, what about school, jobs, money, etc.
The government has found out ways to prepare us for February. Schools Skype students and we e-mail assignments. People who work in offices work from home, like my dad.
Other jobs like farmers, policemen and shopkeepers have to wait till it's March to work again. We also have plenty of food to last a month. The system isn't perfect, but it's all they can do for now.
I know I shouldn't ask and I know it's probably a stupid idea but I want to at least try, if I don't try I'll never know.
I turn around and clear my throat. He looks up at me confused.
"You're still here, what is it?" he says looking at me with an eyebrow raised.
"I just have one question..."
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Extra A/N
Ohhhh!!!!
How's her dad going to take it?
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Before March Comes (Editing)
Fantasia(Completed ❤️) No one really knows why it is so stormy all the time during February. Although it is forbidden to go outside, 17 year old Alexandra (Alex) Smith can't help but be drawn to the outdoors. As soon as February comes the weather drastical...
