Okay, on to a new chapter. Okay you know the Disclaimer, so I won't bore you with repeating it.
This bit is dedicated to Yaoi fan on a sugar high
I woke up to a new room. I was confused at first. I didn't know where I was, but slowly it started to sink in. -Your at Ellie's house. The Center shut down because funding stopped. Their looking for your parents right now- I thought calmly to myself. It was a Saturday. I had moved in Thursday and would be starting a new school Monday. I was so nervous about the starting a new school, but I still had a lot of unpacking to do before I could worry about it too much.
I would already have been unpacked, but Ellie had insisted on taking a big shopping spree Friday. It was the first time I was in a mall in three years, and it was a bit overwhelming at first So many sights, sounds, smells, all throwing themselves at me at once. And so many people! At the Center I was the only one my age there. Here, there were tons of them! And all of them were different shapes & sizes. –How am I supposed to get used to this? God it's going to be really hard….and why are those boys staring at me? Do I look funny? – I turned to Ellie and asked "Do I look strange?"
She looked me over "Now why would you think that?"
"These boys keep looking at me."
She smiled "No dear, you look just fine. Try to ignore them."
I nodded and continued to shop.
So many different colors! So many different styles! I've never seen so many clothes before.
"What do you think of this one?" I asked. I was holding a purple plaid shirt.
"Plaid doesn't look good on you, dear. It makes you look too boring," replied Ellie.
–Sometimes she's too honest, if you ask me- I thought, returning the shirt to it's rack.
"Ok, how about this one then?" she looked me over and said "Very nice. Get that one." I was holding a tank top with a colorful Chinese pattern. I looked down at my feet.
"Don't you think we have enough bags? I mean we have about ten bags already. Eleven counting the stuff we'll buy from here."
She counted the bags around me, and stood up. "I think your right. We need to stop shopping."
I smiled and took the stuff to the counter. We bought the shirts and pants, and got ready to leave.
"How about helping me with these bags?" I asked.
"Oh no, dear, I'm too old to be doing things like that…"she turned away
"Hold it right there woman! You are helping me with these bags. Old my foot!" I called out
She turned around, and started laughing. I knew she didn't mean any of it, and had planned on helping me anyway. We split the bags almost evenly (I got the 6th one) and walked out of the mall.
I turned around to talk to Ellie, and I wasn't watching where I was going. I dropped two of my bags. I bumped into this girl with bright red hair, down to her waist. She looked about 17 or 18 and was really pretty.
"I'm so sorry! I guess I wasn't watching where I was going. Here, let me help you with your bags." Said the girl.
"No, I'm sorry. I wasn't paying attention either." I replied. I bent down to pick up the various things that had fallen from the bag.
"You should watch where your walking Andrea," I heard Ellie mutter under her breath. –Gee, thanks Ellie.-I thought sarcastically.
After a couple of embarrassing seconds, all of the junk that had fallen from the bags was back in their place.
"Thank you so much. It was very kind of you to help me." I said as calmly as I could.
"No prob. It was nothing." She answered. I started to walk away, figuring that that would be the last time I saw her.
"Andrea!" I heard Ellie calling form downstairs. I snapped out of my daze, and yelled "What?!"
"Excuse me, young lady?" I heard her stomping up the steps.
"I mean, Ma'am?" I yelled tentatively.
"That's better, child. What do you want for breakfast?" She opened the door and peeked her head in.
"Umm…. I don't know. What do you have?"
She looked towards the ceiling, thinking. I sat quietly, knowing she thought well in quiet.
"Well, I can't remember exactly what we've got. Come down stairs and take a look." She stated, giving up on thinking this early in the morning.
"All right. Give me a few minutes to get dressed. I'll be down in a minute."
"Okay. But hurry up! I don't want to wait all day long!" she warned teasingly.
After a couple of minutes, I was dressed and eating breakfast.
"What are we going to start on first?" I asked.
She turned to me." I figured we would start by painting your room." She replied.
"Oh, okay." I said.
After breakfast, we started to paint my room. My favorite color was purple, so we had painted it lavender sort of color. It had white lacy curtains, and a great view of the sunrise. And the best thing was, it was homey. Nothing like the Center. No lumpy bed. No pea green walls. No annoying little boys next door. (Thank God!)
I had plenty of time that weekend to fix up my room. I had a huge closet, lots of clothes (thanks to Ellie.), and lots of pillows. We had fashioned it like some room out of a magazine. Lots of sashes and wispy fabrics. I loved it. It was really colorful. I needed a room like that, someplace to relax in.
And so we finally get the Jean in the story. Should I write more? Time(and reveiws) will tell!