Picture Perfect (✔️)

Chapter 20

Emily

We went to a cafe that was across the library, and I see some students from our school sitting there, already. I see Everett and London with some friends of her's that I used to sit with during recess. I frowned. I thought he had basketball practice, today. I shrugged it off, it's not my business.

Morgan ignored London and it's not that hard to ignore them when Bloom is quite entertaining.

I ordered a hot chocolate with a sandwich and stood in the corner with Bloom for our order.

"The weather report says, its not going to be that bad." Bloom said as we looked at her phone.

"Order number, fifty-four." the barista called out Bloom's number.

I can sense someone was looking at me and I caught Everett's eyes on me. He didn't bother to look away. London was busy talking and her friends laughed at whatever she said.

I looked away suddenly feeling uncomfortable with his stare. I was glad when our orders were here and couldn't wait to get out of the place. Morgan volunteered to carry my sandwich bag for me as we made our way across the street to the public library.

The library was packed with people of all ages. I like libraries because of the books and quietness. We found a space for all of us to fit in and took out our notebooks and materials.

Morgan definitely enjoyed the company of her new friends as she laughed. I haven't seen her this carefree for a while, now. It's almost like the old Morgan from the elementary school was back, and I couldn't help but feel happy about it.

People definitely didn't appreciate it, though. We giggled quietly and continued with our studies.

We left the library at six-thirty. It was dark and the snow that was falling was melting as it hit the ground. We said good-bye to Morgan who had to catch the bus on the other side.

Aaliyah put her head on Bloom's shoulder as we were on our home, way.

Dad was home already by the time I reached home. I see his car in the drive-way. He doesn't like parking it in the garage.

I took a shower and sat on my bed. Dad knocked the door and entered.

"How are you feeling, today?" He asked. He always come around this time to ask me how I was feeling.

"Not bad." I said.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It's bearable." I said.

"If you need anything let me know." He said and I nodded my head. "Have a Goodnight, Em."

"Goodnight, Dad." I give him a smile. He turned and walked out of my room.

The sun was shining brightly, the trees finally had its leaves back, the flowers were blooming and the butterflies was flying around.

I see myself- my younger self, my five or six years old self was sitting in the picnic blanket at our house's backyard. I was playing with nana, my favourite doll. Grandma bought it for me as a gift. I see mommy and daddy standing and grilling foods. Mommy said we're doing barbecue today. She said I have to be a good girl and to stay away from the barbecue grill or I will get hurt.

"Give me that doll." My cousin Sally snatched the doll from me. She's older to me and was very big.

"It's my doll." I said to her and pulled my doll back.

"It's not your doll, it's mine."

"It's mine." I said.

She laughed at me. "It's not yours, stupid." I frowned at her word. I'm not stupid. It's not nice to call someone stupid.