I hurriedly walked out of the shopping centre. It took me another hour to find everything else I needed. I decided on buy these really nice white-silver high heels. I also decided to just go with a natural look but I'll probably add some blush or something. I couldn't find any jewelry but that shouldn't really matter that much.
***
I climbed out of my red Holden Astra and walked inside. I noticed my mum sitting down on the couch. I silently tiptoed past her so I can get to the kitchen without being lectured by her first. "Where do you think you're going, missy?" My mum stated in her motherly tone.
Oh, oh. "Nowhere." I replied in a she's-obviously-lying tone.
"You took 4 hours at that shopping Centre! Do you know how worried I was! You better have bought something worth 4 hours! Your dinner was ready 1 hour ago! I gave it to the dog because it was freezing cold! You know that the microwave isn't working at the moment! I thought you would've been two hours max! Not four hours!"She yelled and yelled.
"I'm sorry, Mum!" I replied, "I couldn't find anything!"
"Well did you end up finding anything?" Her tone calmed down but was still extremely angry.
"Yes I did, actually." I said smugly.
" Come on, show me!" Her voice sounded excited now...
I placed my 2 bags that contained my shoes and dress onto the little coffee table that was in front of my mum. Before I had the chance to take the dress out of the bag to show her, she took it out, looked at it. And gasped. "It's gorgeous!" She gushed.
I just smiled and nodded my head. She carefully refolded the dress and placed it back in the bag. "Oooo cute!" She screeched when she saw the heels.
***
"CHLOE! WAKE UP! YOU START WORK EARLY!" My mum yelled.
Arghh. Just great. The one morning I wanted to sleep in... "I'm awake!" I mumbled still half asleep.
"Then get up!" She added.
"Fine.." I grumbled then dragged myself out of bed.
I slowly walked into my bathroom and washed my face. That coldness defiantly woke me up...
I stomped into the kitchen to make some breakfast. I looked around the cupboard and found that we only have bread.... I chucked two pieces of bread into the toaster, got out a plate, knife, butter and some strawberry jam; all ready for when the toast is ready. "DING!" Looks like the toast is ready. I reached out my hand and pulled up the toast out of the toaster. I gently spread the butter onto the toast and then I spread the jam. I grabbed the knife and carefully cut the toast in half.
"Morning." I grumbled as I walked into the dining room with my toast.
"Good morning, sweetheart. How'd you sleep?" Mum replied.
"Ok I guess... I could've slept a bit more." I chuckled.
"Haha, eat your brekky darling." She added.
I'm 17 years old and she still calls me "sweetheart" and "darling".
I sat down on one of the chairs. I carefully picked up one half of the toast and started to eat it.
***
"Brummm." Is the noise my car always makes when it's started. I am currently on my way to work. It's 6:00am and I start at 6:30am. Its not that early but I'm used to starting at 7:30 or 8:00.
I parked my car and walked over to the front desk. "Hey, Carol." I told the receptionist.
"Hi, Chloe. Right this way." She replied and led me to my new office.
