All Jeanie Francis wanted was a peaceful summer break with no distractions and no stressful situations...and it would've been possible is she hadn't met Arden with no last name...who seem to be adamant on ruining her summer...or in his words 'More f...
Waking up at seven in the morning instead of the usual five thirty was a nice change. For once I slept through my alarm and no one bothered to wake me up with cold water, curtesy of my overjoyed mother, just because I slept past my time. For once I enjoyed the little bit more sleep and I didn't have to rush to get to the one destination I hated more than anything. School
I was finally in a three month break from books, ridiculous projects and assignments, and especially staying up late to study for finals. I can rest my nerdy head and forget all about school for the next three months starting today, except I still had to get up early in the morning for work now that I have no school, I have morning shifts. I got up kicking my covers and walking to the only bathroom available in this two bedroom home next to my bedroom. I opened the door getting in, immediately stripping my clothes off and getting into the empty bathtub and filling it with warm water whilst I was inside
Once the water was filled I switched the tap off and took the strawberry scented bubble bath and poured it in the water to make foam. Then I took my bath and scrubbed my body free of germs and other dirt while humming a song that got stuck in my brain for some reason. People by Jonathan Reynolds
Once I was done with my bath and brushed my teeth, I proceeded to my bedroom to change into my uniform. I was rummaging through my wardrobe with a towel wrapped around my upper body looking for my work t.shirt, the clean one because my regular one was in the dirty laundry waiting to be washed to which I still have to do. Once I found it deep in the clean pile of my many t.shirts and sweatshirts, I quickly changed into it including my pants and hideous hat. I wore my black Nike sneakers and took my sling bag with my phone and wallet and went downstairs into the kitchen
My mother was up and reading the morning paper with her gown and drinking coffee on the island table. “Morning mom, are'nt you suppose to be asleep for your shift in a couple of hours?” I went to grab myself some morning coffee too and poured it into my favourite cup and sipped it
“Morning sweety, and I should be asking you the same thing. Isn't your shift at ten?” She questioned raising a brow at me and I shook my head. “No, it actually starts at eight. That's what we agreed on with Mr Tito” I answered and she hummed in responce drinking her coffee
“I actually need a ride there, care to borrow me your car?” She looked at me and I smiled the sinister smile that has always gotten me everything I ever wanted. Not that I want many things, just this and that is all.
“You've always driven your bike, why my car all of a sudden?” She questioned raising her brow in suspicion as if accusing me of something sinister. To which I just shrugged. “No reason really, I just don't feel like riding my bike today”
“Hmmm” She once again hummed squinting her eyes at me as if saying 'Yeah sure, I know when you lie' to which I wasn't lying I really did not feel like cycling for half a block just to get to the cafe. Driving for five minutes seems like a safer option
“So is that a yes?”
“Like you said, I have a shift in a couple of hours and I need my car to get there. Take your bike” She stood up folding the paper and setting it down taking her cup and walking to the sink to wash it and put it back in the cupboard. I sighed in defeat and nodded at her, she kissed my forehead wishing me a good day at work and she went back upstairs probably to slerp some more or watch her favourite tv show
I finished my cup of coffee, washed my cup and placed it back into the cupboard and walked out the kitchen pass the living room opening the door that leads to the garage to retreive my bike. I grabbed my helmet putting it on and getting on my bike and cycling out the garage and into the hot sunny streets. I took a peak next door just in time to see Mrs Winter's picking up the paper from her front door and as she looked up, I waved
“Hello Mrs Winter's”
She waved back
“Hello Jeanie”
Seeing Mrs Winters in het white robe reminded me of yesterday's events and that boy that was brought in handcuffs and that I stupidly was spying on. I decided to not even ask and just cycle to work and forget I ever saw him
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> It was 100% not easy writing this chapter, I had to constantly think of my sisters and how they act in the morning just to seem accurate. Its easier writing Arden's POV simply because he's a guy and I'm a guy and I relate more you know
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