Walk, Josefine

Chapter 1

      
I look at the clock above my bed and it's 5:30 pm, she is going to call on us any minute I think to myself. With mama calling on me seconds later, "Jo, dinners ready, everyone's here except you!"

I put everything down and run down the stairs. After a few seconds down the stairs I start to get a whiff of my most favorite food smell; crepes. I look over at the table filled with the crepes, as well as my favorite Olivier salad and of course tea. As soon as I look over at my beautiful mother a huge proud smile appears on her face.

She truly is gorgeous.

"Thanks ma, you are literally the best!"

She smiles at me and explains "Always for my babies." Referring to us, her kids.

At the dinner table there are too many voices speaking at once. Derek is telling us how proud he is to have won the "most valuable player" at the basketball tournament for the 5th time this week and the twins are explaining how they got mixed up once again at the store today. With my parents smiling and being proud of the family they've created, I tell myself how lucky I am to have all of them in my life.

Once dinner is over I am reminded by Derek, "Jo, it's your day to clean up the kitchen. Don't forget!" while he's running up the stairs. I put headphones into my ears and tidy up the kitchen, once it's spotless and I turn on the kettle for my most definitely needed tea and go upstairs to my beloved room.

My room is basic yet comfortable with led lights on the ceiling and a picture wall with fairy lights twirled under and above the pictures. I told myself for a very long time I am not going to do that...couldn't resist. Though, I do have something I am really proud of is another wall filled up with my most favorite books there's about like 120 and I have 3 home  cactuses that I take care of.

I look at my calendar above my bed and try to get over the feeling that I am going to be a junior in high school in less than 24 hours. I've waited for this day for so long and here it is. Junior freaking year, it's that year where grades count, cars as birthday presents aren't dreams anymore, they are a reality and university is right around the corner.

I look at myself in the mirror putting on my favorite playlist, trying to decide whether I am going to wear a light yellow summer dress to school tomorrow or go simple with jeans and a floral print shirt. As I start to think that I need some help from my mom I hear a knock to my door. How does she do that? She truly is amazing.

"Hey Jo, how's everything going? " she asks as I turn around to face her with my hands holding the two outfits up for her to see, "Which one should I wear tomorrow?" I ask.

"I like the dress, it really compliments your skin tone." She says as I turn back to the mirror holding the yellow dress to my body. "Okay, I'll go with the dress, now should I wear converse or flats?" I ask.

In about 20 seconds she points to the converse. I put aside my outfit and turn back to face her, "Hey mam, I am nervous about tomorrow, like a heart beating too fast, nervous!" I explain bringing my fingers to my mouth. It's a habit I have when I get nervous.

She gives me a light chuckle, takes my fingers out of my mouth, hugs me and starts to tell me all about her junior year of high school, how she was very nervous but says it's not as nerve-racking as she thought it would be. So I don't have to worry about it too much.

I look up at my clock and realize that it's 9:00 pm and that we've been talking for an hour and a half now and that I should get my "beauty sleep", mom hugs me, and leaves me to myself

I say my prayer to God thanking him for protecting my family, my friends, me and for being by my side always.

I fall asleep without any dreams