I wake up all fresh, and ready for the day. That's the best I've slept in a while.
Taking off my pajamas, I change into a pair of mom jeans and a graphic t-shirt. After curling my hair and brushing my teeth, I head over to Paige's bed to wake her up. Her pillows are on the floor, and her sheets are all tangled up.
"I'm going to get some breakfast," I tell her while shaking her shoulder.
"Stop it." She growls. "Just give me five minutes more."
"My dad is already downstairs waiting for us. So get up your lazy potato." I say with a brisk voice.
"Fine." She says waving her hands at me like I have a snooze button.
Paige brushes her teeth in a hurry and changes into some new clothes in less than five minutes.
"Ready." She says with a morning voice.
"You sure sound like it," I reply gleefully. "Remember to take all of your stuff with you, cause after breakfast we're heading straight towards Washington."
"I have everything. Now let's go, I'm starving." Paige's stomach is rumbling, and she gives me an awkward smile.
As we get down to the restaurant, I spot my dad at a table in the far corner. He's talking to someone over the phone, so Paige and I leave our things at the table without saying anything, and go straight to the buffet.
After picking up some fruit and cereal, Paige and I head back over to the table. My dad is done with his phone call and is now drinking his coffee while reading the papers.
"Slept well?" He asks never looking up.
"Sure," I say with an enthusiastic voice.
"I had a great night," Paige says sarcastically, but my dad is too busy reading the papers to even notice.
"Breakfast is great dad, have you eaten yet?"
"You two came very late, so I ate before you came." My dad answers me.
"Who were you talking to before?" I then ask curiously.
"It was just Chance, my new accountant." He answers.
My dad owns an investment business. With his own office and all.
I remember how he used to take me to work, well his secretary did. He was to busy with work, that he couldn't pick me up from school, so Cassandra did. I used to sit in the foyer drawing, then whenever someone would enter the building I would give them one of my drawings.
And every time I wandered around the large building, someone would tell me how much I looked like my mom. Everyone knew her. She was the gleefull woman who stood for equality. Cause even though my mom's boss was her husband or my dad, she didn't want to get treated differently, from the other workers, she wanted it to be equal. And everybody loved her for that.
I hope she's looking down at me from heaven, and are proud of me and all the decisions I've made in life so far. I can almost hear her voice telling me how proud she is, and her scolding my dad for working too much.
The thought of her scolding my dad is making me smile. It was always the thing she would tell my dad, "family always comes first." But now there's no one around to remind him.
"I've heard so many great things about the opening days at Harvard." My dad tells us, breaking me from my thoughts.
"Cool," Paige says while spooning some fruit-loops into her mouth. I just smile at my dad and pick at the fruit on my plate with my fork.
"Oh look, McKenna." My dad says pointing at the piano placed at the other corner of the restaurant. "I can ask the staff if you could get a go at it." He tells me.
"No thank you." I shyly respond. I'm not that into public attention.
"Oh come on, just for me." He begs. I shake my head at him, and he gives me a comedic frown.
"Why not, people should see your brilliant talent." He compliments me. After I shake my head no for the second time, he turns over to Paige.
"Paige, didn't you take violin classes?"
"Yeah, when I was eight." She grins.
"Then show us what you got." He says dead serious. I put my hand over my face, and shake my head in embarrassment.
"You'll regret it when you hear me play." She tells my dad, getting up from her seat.
Paige strides over to the violin displayed beautifully on its stand. She takes the bow in her hand, and the violin in the other and puts it under her jaw.
"Attention, attention." Paige coughs loudly, to get everybody's attention. "Good morning everybody, I'm Paige Illinois McCauley, and today I'm going to play twinkle twinkle little star, enjoy." She tells everybody, trying not to laugh at her own humor.
She waits for a second, before gliding the bow over the strings, making a screeching noise. You can kinda tell what's she's trying to play, but it sounds scratchy, and like fingernails on a chalkboard. After 30 seconds off a horrendous attempt at twinkle twinkle little star, she puts down the violin and bow. She bows to the guests, which is giving her an awkward smile and slow applauses.
Paige hurries down the stage, and over to my dad and I.
"Weren't I great." She grins.
"Sure. You were exquisite." I tell her, and my dad nods in agreement.
"Well are you ready to go, this road trip isn't driving itself." My dad tells us. "Okay, I know that it didn't make sense." He adds while laughing.
(This chapter is really short, so sorry for that. Maybe some day in the future I will add some more to this chapter.) <3 Jade
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Always Connected
RomanceAlways connected is an enticing romance novel about McKenna Parker, a seventeen-year-old girl with a unforgettable past. She was a young girl who experienced the death of her mother, the sorrow of her best friend moving away and her dad being more...
