Jessica, the sixteen-year-old girl, is living an ordinary everyday teen life with her mother and is in connection with her father, who is always in business trips.
Everything was normal, until she receives shocking news of her father's death.Though...
I woke up by the warm air breeze. I rubbed my eyes slowly, then I opened them to see the sunlight's rays filling the room. "What's the time?" I muttered in dizziness. I got up from the bed and found myself in an unknown room. "W-w-where am I?" I shockingly said. Then, I remembered everything. I remembered I rented a house. Ahhhhh, then this is my new house? Not bad. I grabbed my phone from the bed and opened it to see the time, realizing I've slept an hour and a half, and it was now 4:20 P.M. I was still on my jeans and yellow plain t-shirt, so I decided I will roam around the street to know it, and maybe I could get to know anybody. But firstly, I needed to unpack my things.
I walked to the living room and held my bags, took them to the room and, opened them to get my things out. Clothes, accessories, books, make-up, everything. I organized everything properly. I think I stayed up to...half an hour? Anyway, after I finished unpacking, I looked to the mirror I set on the table and made sure I look nice, then I grabbed my bag and walked to the living room, opening the door and getting out.
When I got out on the street, I realized I need to buy some groceries for the house. I opened my phone to search in the GPS for the nearest grocery store, and I got delighted when I knew it was 2 minutes away. I walked on the street happily. I was finally free. Free from living with a murderer. Free from lying. Free from seeing my mother's disturbing face. Freedom. I instantly scented NYC fresh air and saw the sunset. It was a...wonderful feeling. Like, a really wonderful feeling. I haven't felt like that for...a while.
When I finally arrived, I entered the store, bought my things, and returned home back to settle the groceries in place. I decided that's it for today, so I changed my clothes into a comfortable pajama and relaxed on the couch. I chatted with my friends in the group chat for a while, FaceTimed my mother, and then I slept in my place.
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I woke up the next day at eight past ten in the morning and did my daily routine. I was very bored. That's just day 2! Have I ever thought about what will I do here? I mean, I'm two months early. What am I supposed to do?
I wasn't in the mood to have breakfast at home, so I thought of having breakfast in a cafe or something. I could also benefit from that and get to know anyone. I went to my room and opened the closet, getting out a belted shirt dress.
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I wore it, then brushed my hair into a classic ponytail, as usual. I applied strawberry lip balm to my lips, and perfume, then I wore long boots. I was ready. I got out of the home, ordered the elevator, then I went downstairs to meet Steve.
"Good morning!" I greeted him to catch his attention. He looked up to me and then smilingly said "Good morning, dear!"
I sweetly smiled at him as I got out of the elevator then he said "Looks like you will be having breakfast outside!"
"Yeah, kind of. I came to NY very early, so I thought about having breakfast, maybe I could get to know anybody".
"Ahaaaaa," he said. "But, why did you come early? Most students come before college time by three or four weeks!" I stopped in my place and looked to the floor, trying to answer him. What shall I say? Lie? Or say the truth? I broke the silence by responding hesitantly "Um, that's because, you know, personal problems. I mean, not exactly, but because I had a sort of fight with my mother".
