First New update! This chapter is completely re-done, and seriously tell me what you think! I'm trying to make the beginning of the story move at a better pace, but still end up where my last chapter already is. I'm also defining character more- because through this story I've just been creating personalities as I go. This time I can really work on them.

But, enjoy!!

When the world was at peace, I was happy. When I opened my eyes in bed, that one morning, I was content. Not a single car drove down our street, not a single bird made its loud and annoying cry; not a single soul, disturbed the perfect world. The sun seeped through my blinds, and missed my eyes by inches, it was enough to tell to me wake up, but that I still had time to sleep in. It was Saturday, and it was my perfect world.

Something beeped, loudly. Destroying my perfect state. And I groaned.
The beeping continued. Like a string, each beeped followed another, making an infuriating melody. I rolled over in bed, and saw the lights flashing on my landline. I quickly focused on the blue and white wall clock behind it. Which told me it was only 7 am. Whoever it was would just have to go to voicemail.

When the beeping and ringing finally stopped, I breathed out a calm sigh, and closed my eyes again. But, the world just wasn't as good now that I was completely awake; the newly married couple who lived next door to us were fighting again. There was a bird throwing a tantrum in the tree outside. The sun was slowly heating my bed, making me sweat. And even more upfront, I could hear footsteps. Loud, rushing beats coming from the staircase, as someone was coming up; soon enough I could hear breathing, and then, finally, there was the clicking of someone not-so-gently opening my door. And then I had to do it, someone was in my room- they may not have said anything, but someone was there, and I just had to open my eyes.

Joko-chan was my full-time nanny. The great thing about her, and weekends, was that she always made me a huge breakfast. And when I saw her in the doorway, a wooden spoon in her hand, her apron half undone, and a phone pressed to her shoulder, I knew she had been halfway through cooking up when she'd picked up the phone.

"Kana-chan" she whispered when I fully opened my eyes. I groaned. "Kana-chan, its Saturday, why didn't you answer the phone!?"

"I didn't know it was my job to answer the phone and Saturdays," I answered, pulling the covers further up. The sun was making my bed feel more like a sauna.

"It isn't, but this Saturday" she hinted, tilting her head down to the phone.

"I can't be going this Saturday Joko" I yawned; the clock told me it was only five past. "It hasn't been two weeks yet."

"Kana-chan, last weekend you went ice-skating with your friends, remember? It's defiantly been two weeks. You said you were going to tell him last time, remember? And you didn't, you need to tell him now!" She threw the phone at me, and I nearly fell off my bed catching it. Sitting up straight, I stared at the speaker for a moment, slowly pressing it to my ear.

"Hello?" I whispered, hoping he hadn't heard any of our conversation.

"How do you expect me to rely on you, when you can't even remember what week it is?" The director asked, I could hear the groan he was trying to push out.

"I...Uh...Um" I stuttered, looking to Joko who muttered 'tell him!' "I'm sorry."

"You're on flight B617, at ten o'clock. Got that?" I nodded, and uttered an 'uh-huh.' And he hung up.

I clutched the speaker with both hands, just listening to the dial tone. Why'd he book a flight so early? Why couldn't he ever give me more notice? I looked up to Joko, who sighed.

"You didn't tell him" she said sorrowfully

"I'm sorry" I apologised.

"If you'd told him, he might have let you stay another week, to say goodbye."

"I know"

"You realise. I won't be able to move up here with you? Straight away at least. You'll be on your own for five, maybe six weeks?" She lectured,

"I know"

"You'll have to pack extra today. Just tell him when you get up there. Your flight's soon isn't it? Let's get started." While I was still sitting in bed, Joko unknotted her apron, and put both it and the spoon on my desk. She quickly pulled a suitcase from my wardrobe, and began throwing clothes in.

"But I don't know what to tell him," I said to her, climbing out of bed as slowly as I could get away with. Joko looked at me, and I pulled a red shirt out of the suite case, that I never actually wore anyway, "That's why I haven't told him yet, because I don't know what to say... Probably because I don't want to say it..." As soon as I told him, I knew I'd never be able to come back, or not for a long time at least...

"Oh Kana" Joko smiled at me as I played with the hem of the red shirt. It was so ugly... Why did I even own it? "I'm sure that when you get there, standing in that big Easter office, with that brute facing you... Everything will just come." I laughed, it was true, the director was a brute.

There was a silence, when I walked over and sat on my bed- I could feel the heat from the sun radiating from it. Everything seemed peaceful for a moment again.

"I'm gonna miss you Joko" I finally smiled. Joko was packing scarfs and gloves into my suitcase,

"It'll only be for a couple of weeks, I told you that... But, just remember, the longer you take to tell him, the longer you'll have to survive on your own."

"I know" the words were becoming repetitive.

"So don't think about it. Just, help me pack, and we'll send you off." I was still sitting on my bed when Joko dropped what she was doing, and took a seat next to me, wrapping me in the kind of loving hug I hadn't had for a while.
"Everything will be fine." She whispered,

It'll be great.

Thoughts?

xx- J