Frost Once Again - Scene Two

I washed the dirty bowls of oats and let the pot soak in warm water. I figured I'd take a while for the oats to segregate from the bottom of the pot, so now would be a great time to get those errands out of the way. I threw on a simple coat and made sure to bring a wicker basket along with me, for holding the groceries on the way back. The chilly air hit my nose as I progressed outside. I made sure to lock the cottage door before disembarking.

"Perfect weather." I mentioned to myself. It wasn't too hot, nor too cold.

I reached the main street that lead away from the suburban area. To the sides of the paved stone street were small buildings and shops which were made of wood and brick. I noticed that there weren't many people outside, about a few were seen walking and talking to one another, and some continued working on projects, like the construction workers.

Taking my time to the market I kind of trailed off into my thoughts. I remembered that I had an essay to write for school. I hoped to get that out of the way soon. And then there was that lame worksheet I needed to complete. Damn. I just want to be a bum forever. No matter how much work I have, it's always going to be so troublesome.

Still being isolated in my thoughts and physically being oblivious of my surroundings, a sudden familiar voice spoke beside my shoulder. I was placed back in reality.

"Nice day for a walk, ehh?" The husky voice questioned.

Being surprised, my heart jumped just a tad. There standing beside me was my best friend, Jackson Overland. His gaze was hypnotizing and his smile illuminated his face perfectly.

"Yeah, hey dude." I replied. "Thanks for giving me a heart attack." I quirked a smile.

He chuckled and winked. "I knew that'd get ya."

Jack took a glance at the empty wicker basket that I withheld in my grasp. "If it weren't for the way that you happened to be walking, I would have thought you'd be going berry picking."

"Without you? Nahh, It'd get to boring." I teased.

He raised an eyebrow. "You think so? It sounds like I'm a very amusing person to be around."

I elbowed him in his arm. "Very." I smiled.

Jack followed beside me the whole way. His company felt good. I could be anywhere with him and he'd always keep the conversation growing. Which is one of the many qualities I like about him. It's as though I become a totally different person when where together. I'm happier.

We made a quick stop to say hello to my mum who was running the town's bakery. It was our family owned business. Sometimes Jack and his sister, Lucy would come by and help my mum and I in the store on busy days. I don't have to work on weekends, and today happened to be Saturday, So, Freedom~!

"Well, if it isn't my two favorite customers?" My mum greeted us. She was organizing the counter stands when we walked in.

"Yep, Seems as though it is." Jack replied. He had his hands in his pockets and gave my mum a cheesy smile.

I rolled my eyes. "Jack and I are going to the market now to pick up the stuff for the house. I'll be with him the rest of the day once we're done."

"Well alright then, Just don't get into any mischief." She swiftly glanced at Jack and narrowed her eyes.

Jack and I both looked at each other and chuckled. "Can't promise you that mum." I stated.

"Well you can please, at the least, promise me you'll be home at a decent hour. And the both of you better not go looking for that rabbit again either."

Jack snickered under his breath and leaned toward me. "You told her?"

"Sorry." I replied "I have a tendencious mouth."

He snickered again "I see…" Jack took a step forward and spoke up. "Don't worry Mrs.(L/N). I'll have her back home scratch free." He then grabbed me into a headlock and gave me a surprise attack noogie. I struggled to push him away until he finally released me from his grasp.

My mum sighed. "Fine. Off with you two. For Heaven only knows what you'll get into."

I smiled and Jack and I stared heading back out the door.

"Oh! And (Y/N)..." Her mouth stopped us from proceeding. I turned back to look at her. "Don't forget the wooden spoon."