City Gurl

Chapter Six

I yawn and sit up in my bed. At first I'm confused, thinking, Where am I?

Then I remember yesterday. Ah. Yes, we moved. Shit. I was hoping it was a dream. I look around my new room, taking in the new arrangement of the furniture, the window next to my bed, and the open door. I peer out and see the empty hallway. I then turn to my new window. People are already up, which I am not used to. There is much noise, with all the cars and stuff.

I look at my digital clock I'd plugged in and put on my bedside table. It says 7:56.

I am shocked. I never got up that early. Wowee. This city thing might be a problem for my sleep.

I get out of bed and go take a shower and brush my teeth. I then search my closet and choose a brown droopy shirt that says ABERCROMBIE on it. It exposes my shoulder and shows my pink bra strap. I pull on some jeans and put my long brown hair into an extra high ponytail. Finally, I slip my feet into my sparkly new purple ballet flats.

I plan to talk to Harry today, and I want to look extra sexy.

My stomach wiggles with excitement. I'm going to talk to a guy! I never really had a real conversation with a guy, except Keith, of course, and certainly I never had a boyfriend before.

I sneak out of my room and head to the kitchen to get a quick snack. I stop, and change course to the living room. If I was gonna talk to a guy, I had to keep my girlish figure.

I tiptoe into the living room and quietly put my hand on the doorknob. I start to turn it when,

"BOO!!!" Screams a boy voice.

"AHHHHH!!!!!!'' I cry, jumping back.

Keith comes out of nowhere, laughing his head off. "You...you.....oh......you should've......should've......seen your......face....!" He sputters in the middle of laughing really loud and annoyingly.

I fume, and feel like steam is coming out of my nose. "Keith........!" I growl.

He giggles crazily. "Oh my fucking God!" He yells. "That was priceless!"

I make a loud, annoyed noise at him and storm out. That bastard!

"Hey! Where are you going? It's 8 in the morning! No ones up!" Keith calls after me.

I pause, thinking about what Keith just said. What if Harry's not up yet? No regular person would be up this early. But wait, he's a luggage guy. Who lives in an apartment. Hmmm. Yea, he should be up.

I continue down the stairs. When I get down there, I try not to scream, "YES!! I MADE IT!!!"

I look around the lobby. Bernie was there, reading another Seventeen magazine. I go over and say, "Good morning, Bernie!"

He looks up and smiles brightly. "Why, good morning....umm.....what was your name again? I'm so sorry," he blushes.

"Evelyn. And it's fine. I don't think I told you my name." I say.

"We'll then, good morning, Evelyn! You like your room so far?" He asks.

"Lovin' it," I answer, leaving out the part where it was unfamiliar.

"Well, that's wonderful," Bernie says.

I peek around the room and ask casually, "Soo, where's Harry today?"

"Oh, Harry? He's getting dressed right now, I think," Bernie answers. "Why do you want to know? And why are you up so early? Do you like him???"

I blush. "Oh, no," I say. "I just want to meet him. He seems like a nice person."