(ON HOLD)Sparrow

Chapter 4

Hearing my phone alarm, that bleating 'Basic tone' alarm tone, I threw off my covers with big grin on my face. Taking up mu devotional, I did my devotion and quickly got up from the bed. As gracefully as how I wanted to though, that didn't happen, because, forgetting that I had somehow entangled myself in the sheets, I made a glorious fall to the floor, receiving a beautiful blow to my head.

"Ouch....that hurts," I said, as I watched my ceiling spin, with a slight smile on my face. Spinning over to get back on my feet, I checked the time to see it was 5:30 am. Great. Now I have enough time for my morning exercise.

After washing my face, I changed my pj's into a red blouse and black tights, quietly going downstairs and outside, to the community centre.

There, I ran around the field for five minutes for a warm up, then made my way back to my room. You prolly wondering why I didn't do everything at the centre. Well, you see, I don't feel comfortable doing anything there apart from running. Simple. So sue me. Moving on.

So, back at my room. I drank some water then proceeded to turn on the radio for some little vybe. Place seemed too quiet.

I didn't have any fancy equipment, but after 200 sit ups, 150 push ups and 20 squats, I felt as fit as a fiddle. Yay. This This stuff takes up so much energy, but damn, the benefits are too good to stop.

Checking the time - 6:05-, I decided to take a shower. Donning my shower cap, I quickly showered and was finally ready to put on my lovely outfit.

If you haven't guessed already, well, I'm African American. So, I don't have the privilege of letting my hair go like that in a shower, worse, my hair is short. But at the moment, its straight, courtesy of Bethany's professional use of my blow dryer- I don't know how girls even use that thing... takes so much effort- anyway, I love my hair and skin tone nonetheless.

My outfit consisted of black jeans, sky blue tank top and a black denim jacket, with my complimentary black ankle boots. Simple, but elegant.

After brushing my teeth, I went downstairs to see mom preparing coffee. I didn't drink coffee, so I decided to make tea.

"Good morning."

"Good morning. Ready for school? I hope you went to bed early last night," she said. Thank you Jesus she didn't drone on.

"Hmmm," I replied.

"Would you like egg sandwich, or omelette and fried dumplings? She asked.

"Second option," I answered.

"Ok."

"I'm walking to school this morning by the way."

"Why? Why not take a taxi?" She asked. You see, after dad died in the shoot out, mom thought it would be a good idea to sell his car. Mom's car is still at the repair shop, so it was up to taxis for us to go anywhere, if not walking. I didn't mind walking though.

"I feel like walking," I said, in a duh tone and raised eyebrow.

"Oh," she simply said.

Silence.

"Where is Amanda?" I asked. I didn't see her and silence around mom was awkward so....

"Mrs. Johnson came for her," she said. Mrs. Johnson was one of my aunts and a trusted member of the daycare, who personally volunteered to take care of Amanda, while mom was at work.

"She's really early," I commented.

"Yeah. She wanted to open the daycare extra early for some reason I don't know. Maybe because of the new school year beginning and mothers making an extra effort to be early or something," she said and shrugged.