Filler chapter!

Disclaimer: Honestly?

The next day was Saturday. Thank gosh. I don't think I could stand another day of school. I woke up early, around six-thirty. Unable to fall into slumber again, I went downstairs to make breakfast.

When I got to the fridge, I tried to find something that was healthy.

A half empty gallon of milk. Butter. A few eggs. A box of take-out. Pathetic.

I quickly scribbled a note to Charlie saying I would be at the grocery store. I posted it to the fridge and grabbed the food money from its stash.

The drive to the store wasn't that long. The parking lot wasn't packed, so I was grateful that I would not have to scavenge for a spot. I pulled into a space near the entrance. I grabbed a cart and soon I was in food heaven.

First I grabbed the essentials. Milk, eggs and bread. Next I headed to the cereal isle.

"So many choices…" I whispered to myself.

The whole isle was full of artery plugging, fatty, sugary cereal. Wasn't there any food out there not covered in sugar?

I finally decided on a trail-mix type cereal that had ten grams of fiber and almost no calories.

I rolled my half-empty cart into the next isle, which was snack food.

I groaned. One of my weaknesses. I strolled past chips, candy, and other food like that. My stomach was growling from just looking at the boxes. I unwillingly grabbed a box of granola bars and one of thin crackers.

The next isle was frozen food. I got some waffles that looked promising. I stopped when I reached the ice cream. Chocolate, strawberry, vanilla, cookies 'n' cream, caramel and any flavor I loved was there. I sighed. I would have to get used to eating healthy.

I straightened my shoulders, and walked as fast as I could without tripping to the produce section.

I grabbed some bananas, apples, carrots, oranges, celery, tomatoes and other fruits and vegetables.

My cart was almost full now.

I saw ripe peaches and smiled. My favorite. I grabbed a bag and filled it with a pound of peaches.

My next stop was the hygiene isle. I had trouble with all the choices.

Green mint or zesty orange?

Green mint.

Orchid or strawberry shampoo?

Strawberry.

I blushed when I got to the pad and tampon section. Renee usually got these things for me. How would I know what to choose?

I don't know how long I stood there, my eyes roaming back and forth along all the brands, sizes, and shapes. Eventually I just caved and closed my eyes and pointing randomly. When I opened them, I picked the box my finger was on. That trick almost always worked.

By this time, my cart was full almost to the top. I walked to the front of the store and picked a check-out line.

When it was my turn, I started to put all of my findings on the belt. When I was done I looked up at the cashier.

I blushed, realizing that it was Tyler Crowley.

"Hey Piggy."

"Ummm…Hi." I looked down embarrassed. I could feel the tears welling up. I hated that nickname.

I grabbed my wallet and grabbed a few twenties. I handed them to him when he gave me the total price.

"Have a nice day at the barn." He said in a false sweet voice.

I cringed, grabbed my bags and ran out of there.

Why were people so cruel?

When I fit all the groceries into the seat next to me, I drove home angry.

What did I ever do to deserve such treatment? Nothing, that's what.

I drove into the driveway and barely fitting the groceries onto my arms, walked inside the house and started to organize the food.

"Hey Bells."

I turned around to see Charlie, dressed in his uniform.

"You're going to work?" I asked. I was planning on making dinner for the both of us.

"Yeah. Some loons have been wrecking havoc at the station. I should go sort it out."

"Oh. Will you be home for dinner? I have this new recipe…" I asked warily.

"Most definitely. Can't wait." He grabbed his belt, and walked out.

When I was done with all the food, I went back to my room. I turned on my computer to find another email from Renee. I grimaced as I clicked it.

Are you insulting my intelligence Isabella??? Oh I know everything is fine. You are probably doing nothing, just sitting down on your fat butt, reading some stupid book about romance. Am I right? If I am not please enlighten me, I would just love to hear your excuses. Don't you care about me? About my mental health? You are a lost cause. Oh and do try to answer me if you can fit in me in between all that free time you have.

Your Loving Mother,

Renee

Ugh. She was truly an awful woman. See if I even press the reply button.

I stomped off and grabbed a book to read until it was time to cook dinner.

At around five, I went back downstairs. From the fridge I grabbed some vegetables and chicken broth. I got a pot from under the sink, and placed it on the stove. I poured the broth in so it could boil. On the counter, I chopped up carrots, cabbage and other yummy veggies.

When I could the pot started to whistle, I poured in tomato paste. I stirred the mixture around, and a pleasant aroma filled the air. After that was done warming up, I dropped in the veggies and waited them to soften.

I smiled as Charlie came in.

"What's for dinner Bells?"

"Vegetable soup." I grinned at my creation.

"Sounds and smells good. I'm just gonna check in on the game." He rushed to the couch and I could hear the sound of sports coming from the TV.

"Dinner is served!"

"Just until the commercial." Charlie protested from the living room.

"Now, now mister. Dinner is served or you go to bed without it." I talked in a stern voice.

He grumbled as her got up and sat down at the table.

We sat in silence as we ate. When Charlie was done, he looked over at me.

"That was really good Bells."

"Why thank you." I smiled.

"I think I'm gonna hit the hay soon."

"Ok." I said.

I cleaned up, and I went upstairs to sleep too.

I sighed happily as I rolled around until I found a comfortable position.

Don't you just love the feeling of lying in bed, rested and ready to enter the world of dreams?

I know I do.

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