4.
i'…Good morning Purage City… It is six Am and you're listening to Edge in the morning. I'm Steve Clutshen with now…' i
I slam the radio out and turn. Again I forgot to put out the alarm clock. It is Saturday for crying out loud. Well. When I'm awake, I can't fall asleep anymore, so I get out of bed, put on my robe and step out of my room to fall over a shoe that is not from me or my mothers.
I look at the shoe and recognize it of Harry's.
'Ow… Ow… Ow… Yuck…' I mutter.
'…Don't tell me.' I think. I sigh and walk to the kitchen, picking up the clothes in the progress. When I'm in the kitchen I put water on and walk in my robe to the television. I put it on and look at the news. I hear the whistle blow and I stand up to make tea for myself. When I step back into the room Harry sits there.
'Move it Harry I was sitting here.' I grit.
Harry turns and looks at me. He stands up and comes toward me. The dark flash in his eyes are scaring me. I let the glass with tea fall. It brakes into a thousand pieces when it comes in contact with the stone floor. 'Harry, I'm warning you.' I say.
We both look at the door where my mom is standing in a robe and her sleepy eyes.
My stomach turns upside down.
'I'm out of here.' I say.
I push Harry aside and run to my room. In my room I fall on my bed and begin to cry.
'Why aren't you trying to be happy for me?' I hear two minuets later.
I look up and look at my mother.
With an unstable voice I say: 'I would have been, if it wasn't so early after dad's death. Dad is practically gone, or you start dating someone else. What happened to the word we call 'mourn'?'
'Honey it has been four and half months, Peter wanted us to move on. We…'
'Save it mom… please, I want to dress myself.' I say as I stand up and open the door for her. My mother looks at me and the she stands up leaves the room. When I'm alone I take out my jogging suit. I put it on, wrap my hair in a ponytail and put on my sneakers.
When I come outside it is just past seven. I start jogging. If I breathe out I can see my air. It is misty and it's starting to get light. I run by the stores that are still closed. I run cross the street and into the park. In the park I see two more joggers who are greeting me. 'Hee Parker, wait up.' I hear. I slow down and look over my shoulder. Jake is running toward me.
'Do you care for some company?' He asks.
I hesitate but then I say: 'Yeah, I would.' And together we jog through the park.
In the mean while we tell each other what's going on in our private lives. There is much I don't say yet to him because I don't know he would react.
'…So that is the reason I changed so much after my dad died.' I say as we both stop for hot coffee.
'Yeah, can't blame you for that.' He says and we both sit down on a bench. Then it is silent. Not talking about anything. The silence is comfortable not depressing at all.
'You know…' He starts.
I look at him. He looks at me, opens his mouth to speak but before he can, he is interrupted by another voice: 'Parker, get away from my boyfriend!'
I sigh and look over my shoulder.
'Hardy, why don't you just piss off? I mean, I'm just talking to him, is that so bad? I may be a nerd in some eyes I may be a geek in other eyes. I don't care. I just talk with him. There is nothing wrong in that.' I snap at her.
'And one more thing, my name is Jeanne, Je-an-ne, can you say that? Or are you too blonde to get that in those minor brain cells of yours?' I ask sarcastically.
Completely ignoring her babbling I turn back to Jake and say: 'Nice chatting with you. We must do it again some time.'
Jake watches me when I turn and jog away. I stop and look back. I see them both arguing with each other. Then I see Jake walk away, leaving Annabel in tears.
'My god… he broke up with her.' I think.
I turn and bite my lip. What must I do now? Is it because of me? Am I the reason that they broke up? The questions are spinning in my mind so loud that I hear the word 'danger' too late. Squeaking breaks turn me back to the reality. My head shoots up and I see the car too late. I cover my face and wait for the crash to happen, but it doesn't come. I feel myself flying through the air, but still there was no loud bang, or some sort. Then I hit the street. I look up and I look in the face of Jake. 'Thank you.' I mumble.
Then I feel the pain in my head. It is so sever that I almost pass out. 'Woh there girl, don't pass out now.' I hear Jake say. I shake my head widely and then I sit up. The man comes out of the car and kneels down beside me. He is asking me questions that I cannot answer immediately. I want to go home. Jake looks at me with a concern in his eyes I never thought he would have. My heart jumps across my chest as he helps me up to stand. The man stands up as well. We exchange addresses. When he sees my name he gets pale and says: 'I'll pay the damage myself Miss Parker… Still my condolence of the loss of your father…'
I nod absently and the man steps back in his car and drives of.
i'…Good morning Purage City… It is six Am and you're listening to Edge in the morning. I'm Steve Clutshen with now…' i
I slam the radio out and turn. Again I forgot to put out the alarm clock. It is Saturday for crying out loud. Well. When I'm awake, I can't fall asleep anymore, so I get out of bed, put on my robe and step out of my room to fall over a shoe that is not from me or my mothers.
I look at the shoe and recognize it of Harry's.
'Ow… Ow… Ow… Yuck…' I mutter.
'…Don't tell me.' I think. I sigh and walk to the kitchen, picking up the clothes in the progress. When I'm in the kitchen I put water on and walk in my robe to the television. I put it on and look at the news. I hear the whistle blow and I stand up to make tea for myself. When I step back into the room Harry sits there.
'Move it Harry I was sitting here.' I grit.
Harry turns and looks at me. He stands up and comes toward me. The dark flash in his eyes are scaring me. I let the glass with tea fall. It brakes into a thousand pieces when it comes in contact with the stone floor. 'Harry, I'm warning you.' I say.
We both look at the door where my mom is standing in a robe and her sleepy eyes.
My stomach turns upside down.
'I'm out of here.' I say.
I push Harry aside and run to my room. In my room I fall on my bed and begin to cry.
'Why aren't you trying to be happy for me?' I hear two minuets later.
I look up and look at my mother.
With an unstable voice I say: 'I would have been, if it wasn't so early after dad's death. Dad is practically gone, or you start dating someone else. What happened to the word we call 'mourn'?'
'Honey it has been four and half months, Peter wanted us to move on. We…'
'Save it mom… please, I want to dress myself.' I say as I stand up and open the door for her. My mother looks at me and the she stands up leaves the room. When I'm alone I take out my jogging suit. I put it on, wrap my hair in a ponytail and put on my sneakers.
When I come outside it is just past seven. I start jogging. If I breathe out I can see my air. It is misty and it's starting to get light. I run by the stores that are still closed. I run cross the street and into the park. In the park I see two more joggers who are greeting me. 'Hee Parker, wait up.' I hear. I slow down and look over my shoulder. Jake is running toward me.
'Do you care for some company?' He asks.
I hesitate but then I say: 'Yeah, I would.' And together we jog through the park.
In the mean while we tell each other what's going on in our private lives. There is much I don't say yet to him because I don't know he would react.
'…So that is the reason I changed so much after my dad died.' I say as we both stop for hot coffee.
'Yeah, can't blame you for that.' He says and we both sit down on a bench. Then it is silent. Not talking about anything. The silence is comfortable not depressing at all.
'You know…' He starts.
I look at him. He looks at me, opens his mouth to speak but before he can, he is interrupted by another voice: 'Parker, get away from my boyfriend!'
I sigh and look over my shoulder.
'Hardy, why don't you just piss off? I mean, I'm just talking to him, is that so bad? I may be a nerd in some eyes I may be a geek in other eyes. I don't care. I just talk with him. There is nothing wrong in that.' I snap at her.
'And one more thing, my name is Jeanne, Je-an-ne, can you say that? Or are you too blonde to get that in those minor brain cells of yours?' I ask sarcastically.
Completely ignoring her babbling I turn back to Jake and say: 'Nice chatting with you. We must do it again some time.'
Jake watches me when I turn and jog away. I stop and look back. I see them both arguing with each other. Then I see Jake walk away, leaving Annabel in tears.
'My god… he broke up with her.' I think.
I turn and bite my lip. What must I do now? Is it because of me? Am I the reason that they broke up? The questions are spinning in my mind so loud that I hear the word 'danger' too late. Squeaking breaks turn me back to the reality. My head shoots up and I see the car too late. I cover my face and wait for the crash to happen, but it doesn't come. I feel myself flying through the air, but still there was no loud bang, or some sort. Then I hit the street. I look up and I look in the face of Jake. 'Thank you.' I mumble.
Then I feel the pain in my head. It is so sever that I almost pass out. 'Woh there girl, don't pass out now.' I hear Jake say. I shake my head widely and then I sit up. The man comes out of the car and kneels down beside me. He is asking me questions that I cannot answer immediately. I want to go home. Jake looks at me with a concern in his eyes I never thought he would have. My heart jumps across my chest as he helps me up to stand. The man stands up as well. We exchange addresses. When he sees my name he gets pale and says: 'I'll pay the damage myself Miss Parker… Still my condolence of the loss of your father…'
I nod absently and the man steps back in his car and drives of.