~ "rainy girl, I can't wait to meet you. and I can't wait to hear your name and sing it to the skies above" ~
- Andrew McMahon and the Wilderness, Rainy Girl
Daisy was a gentle soul, kind and loving. Her exceptional empathy touche...
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Come Monday morning, Kim and I had a plan to visit the movie theater and apply for jobs. I told Dad as he trudged down the stairs in his uniform. "Good, I was gonna tell you to get a job, you bum. Freeloading as I see it." I rolled my eyes but he just laughed and scuffled my hair.
"Whatever." I groaned. I shoveled some soggy cereal into my mouth and focused my groggy eyes on Bella. "You gonna be okay catching a ride with Edward this afternoon?" I gurgled.
Bella looked nervous but nodded, "Yeah, I have to talk to him before school anyway so I'll tell him then." I narrowed my eyes at her but was too tired to place her anxiety as being more or less than usual.
Slurping down the last bit of sugary milk, I dabbed my mouth with a napkin and stood up to collect my things. "Alright Bells, we gotta head out or we're gonna be late. Love you Dad, see you later." I called over my shoulder as I picked my backpack up out of the living room.
While Bella discarded her breakfast dishes, I examined myself in the hall mirror. My unruly curls were tossed into two high buns, with the bottom half of my hair free to frame my shoulders. I'd done my eyelashes with mascara and applied a cream blush sparingly to my cheeks. Otherwise, I hadn't done too much to my hair and makeup.
I wore a sleeveless white knit turtleneck and a denim dress, with long yellow socks and brown boots. I felt good for an interview after school.
"Alright beauty queen, let's go." Bella mocked softly and held the door open for me.
I didn't take any offense as my usual outfit was ripped jeans or leggings, with an oversized flannel or short sleeve button down with an undershirt, a belt, and whatever shoes I felt like wearing. Not that I didn't feel great in my normal clothes, just dresses weren't typically my everyday attire.
The drive to school was largely uneventful, though Bella seemed troubled. I asked her what was bothering her but she didn't want to talk about it, I understood. Once we parked, I fumbled out of the car, nearly dropping my full-to-bursting backpack. I noticed Bella immediately making a determined beeline towards Edward, odd.
"Hey," Alice appeared beside me, startling me. "I was wondering if you needed to talk about the project." It seemed like a question but she stated it like she knew the answer.
I furrowed my brow and remembered I actually did have a question about the presentation, "Oh my gosh, actually, yes," I exclaimed. "I was wondering how you wanted to divide the presentation, do you want to do alternating points or each speak on each point?" I asked her as we made our way into the building.
A small smile graced Alice's face, "I figure we could each present on every point, keep it short but show that we collaborated well and both know the material. Are we still on for preparation at your place?" I nodded in agreement and confirmation and bid her goodbye as we reached the doors, needing to go separate directions.
