Black And Grey

5. The diner..

A week later.......

Nathan has come to order coffee a few times but we haven't really spoken. Reyes on the other hand is still moody as usual,which I intend on finding out what's going on.. As for dad,well.. Nothing much to say.. He just yells a few times,I've been distant..

It's a Sunday and I'm not going to work today.. Kate is handling stuff,I normally don't go to work on Sundays except it's urgent or someone called in sick.. I'm watching TV. Dad is outside,receiving a call so I'm using this opportunity to watch some stuff..
Dad walks back in..

He has this look on his face that says 'what are you doing here?'

"Get up,I wanna watch something" he snaps
I get up from his 'spot' and I walk to the kitchen..I'm starving,I get some milk and I pour a huge amount in my cereal bowl then,I add frosties (my cereal)to my milk and I start eating..
I hear the doorbell,I walk to it..
It's Amanda.

"Hey" she says waving

"Hey" I say walking hurriedly back to my cereal

"Good morning Mr Anderson" she greets dad

He nods and waves to her.. She's used to this though..

"Aren't you working today?" I ask her as little milk spills on my T-shirt from my mouth
She chuckles because of the pouring milk..

"No,I'm not" she replies.
Amanda works at a bookstore. Typical.
She loves reading books,so she works at a bookstore...

I finally finish my cereal and I drop my plate in the sink...

"So,what are you doing today?" Amanda asks

"I don't know" I shrug

"How about a movie?" She asks

"Nah,we'll prolly do that some other time" I say

"OK.. How about we go out for lunch" she suggests

"I am kinda hungry" I say

"So,deal! Go get ready" she says
"We'll go to the diner" she adds

I nod and we both walk upstairs. She greets my mom who's door is apparently open..
Then,we move to my room.. I pick out a black hoodie and black ripped jeans

"You're not going for a burial,what's with the black" she says rolling her eyes
"Lemme pick out something" she says shoving me out of her way.
I sigh and I go to my bathroom to have my bath..

I come out of the bathroom, Amanda is sitting on my bed filing her nails..
I move to my bed and I hold up the clothes she picked out for me;a short pink skirt with a white crop top  that says 'Yes,I'm that star!'
I have this uncomfortable look on my face because I'm not really a fan of skirts..

"What? You don't like it?" She asks

"I do,and I'm dying to wear it" my voice bleeding with sarcasm

"Well.. It's perfect because- " she stops

"Because?" I ask curiously

"Because it would look so good on you,and you haven't worn a skirt in a while" she says

"Fine!" I groan

Amanda is like this pinkish pinky girl while I'm like the blackish blacky/ bluish girl.. I prefer dark colours and she likes bright colours.. We're complete opposites when it comes to colours..

I put it on and I walk to my mirror.. The skirt is so tight that I see my figure pointing out,my hips are yelling
'Let us out' and as for the top,I'm fine with it.. My hair is in a bun and Amanda loosens it from the bun,removing all clips on my hair.