Do you remember?

Chapter 4 - the new kid

I wake up because of the sun shinning through my window. Sasha is not besides me so I assume she has woken up earlier and is probably to find some where in the house.

I stretch out, get out of bed and go to the bathroom. I really need to pee. On my way to the bathroom I meet Sasha, she is sitting in the living room watching TV.

She is watching How I Met Your Mother. Our favourite TV-show. I forget all about the peeing and go sit next to her. It’s the episode with Ted wedding. I love that episode. It just begun so I can easily catch up with what have happened.

The episode ends and we decides to get some breakfast. We cook some egg and bacon and take it with us to the TV again. Another HIMYM episode again. Yay! Just what I needed.

 

It is Sunday so there is luckily not much to be done besides some little homework from English and Spanish.

 

I look at Sasha who is sitting beside me, she is looking intense at the TV. We both love HIMYM but who doesn’t? it is legend- waaaaaaaaaaaaaait for it!

Dary! Haha, I love Barney so much!

 

 

 

I look at my phone it is already five o’clock. Time has gone really fast today. Sasha is on her way home and I’m home alone now. I’m fine with that.

The only thing I hear now is silence. Absolute silence. It is nice. I enjoy it for a moment then find my way out to the kitchen, I’m hungry and I find something to eat.

 

I take a look at my homework. I have a Spanish essay for tomorrow. It’s not that hard. I just have to write 200 words about myself so I’m done quite fast. The English isn’t bad either.

 

I go to bed early today because I’m really tired even though I almost haven’t done anything today.

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I wake up it is half past 7 in the morning. My first class is at nine. I take a quick bath before taking some clothes on and eating breakfast.

 

My dad offers me a ride to school so I take it. I get in the front seat and turn on the radio. They are playing ‘don’t you worry my child’ by Swedish house mafia. I love that song.

 

We arrive at the school ten minutes before the bell rings. Perfect. I walk to my history class. When I walk through the door I see that Sasha is already there. I go sit next to her and we start chatting about everything and nothing. Our teacher walks into the classroom and we all shut up. He is an amazing teacher. One of the few you actually want to listen to.

 

It’s lunchtime and I’m really hungry. On my way to the cantina some of the students stop me and tells me how sorry they are for my brother and that they hope I’m okay. I just smile and thanks them, not really listening. I’ve been listening to that for two whole years now.

My brother was the popular one. Everybody liked him, he had lots of friends, did well in school, had a lovely girlfriend. He had everything. And then there was/is me, the girl nobody notices except from when they tells me they miss my brother.