CHAPTER TWO
I woke up the next morning in a very good mood...the sun was shining and I was going to go to school to see my friends...
Wait...something's wrong...Focus Avery, you're not 17 you're 21! Keep that in your head! On the other hand I might remember something today because Jack is going to help me...
I got off the bed and ran downstairs and into the kitchen. My mum was making breakfast as I sat down.
"Did I drink coffee?" I asked...Oh wait, what a stupid question...I did. "Okay don't answer that" I quickly added.
"Why are you so happy?"
"Oh I forgot to tell you...I'm going out for coffee with Jack at seven"
"That's great!" my mum said as hope filled her eyes.
"Mum?"
"Yes?"
"How close me and Jack were?"
"Really close...he's a good kid...you met him a couple of months after you turned 17"
"Then why I have no memory of him?"
"I don't know sweety"
I turned my attention to a plate filled with pancakes right in front of me. After I ate I went back in my room and tried to find something to wear...before we came here my mum stopped by my apartment and took all my clothes.
The problem is that I don't know what to wear...they are all so per-fect. I can finally wear anything I want! I didn't want to freak out someone so I dressed in some simple discoloured jean shorts and a pink tank top. Okay I have such great clothes and I still got dressed like a 17 year old. I quickly took off these clothes and put on a black jeans with a pair of high heel ankle boots...I wore a white shirt with a long necklase that ended at an infinity shape. Now that's better...
I walked downstairs again and sat in the living room...and I'm getting bored...
"Mum I'm going out for a walk"
"Don't be late!" I heard my mother say before I closed the door behind me.
It was nice...walking at my neighbourhood...I saw some of our neighbors...or maybe I should say my former neighbors...I passed my school and a really big wave of sadness hit me...sadness because I have no memory of my senior year...the last year...the best year of my life...the last year I'm considered a teen and not an adult...and I can't remember it...
I walked back home with tears forming in my eyes...I ran up into my room and burried my head on my pillow as I started crying...my mum came in the room but I just told her to leave...I don't know why I'm so sad or why a building made me feel like this but all I wanted to do is just sit on my bed and cry...just that...
After twenty minutes I heard a knock on the door and before I could even manage to answer someone opened the door and slowly approached me.
"Whoever you are...just leave me alone"
"What happened?" I heard Jack's calm voice asking me.
"What are you doing here?" I asked as I sat on my bed so I can face him.
"Your mother called...Can I?"he asked while pointing at my bed. I nodded. He walked closer and sat at the edge of my bed.
"Now why don't you tell me what happened?"
"It's nothing"
"You never cried for no reason"
"Fine! I'm just sad because I don't remember my senior year"
"That's it?"
I just nodded...what does he mean by 'that's it?'
"I can help you remember...I was there you know...your diary can help too...if I find it..."
"You can help? That's great"I said with any sadness inside me being gone in seconds.
"Oh...I already found the diary"
"That's great"Jack said.
"Um...promise me you won't read some pages though...I don't want you to freak out"
"Okay..."
"Alright...here's what we're going to do...I'm going to talk to you about the first day we met"
"Okay"I said with a smile on my lips.
"It was my first day at my new school...and I was lost...I bumped on you and you told me that I'm a blind idiot" Jack said and I laughed.
"I really said that?"
"Yeah you did...you showed me the right way to my class and left whispering that you can't stand boys...a couple of months later I found out that you had broken up with a boy and that's why you were mad..."
"I'm sorry I called you a blind idiot"
"You've already apologised...let's just cancel coffee for an other day. Okay?"
"Okay."I said and he got up. He walked towards the painting I had hidden my diary and he started showing me some certain pages.
"Read the diary except these pages...promise?"
"I promise"
"Great"he said and he smiled at me.
"Can I call you if I want to ask you something?"
"Anytime"
"How did you know that I hide my diary behind this painting?"
"You told me."
"Jack...thanks"I said as Jack closed the door behind him. I took the diary on my hands and opened it on the first page...
Monday 12 of September 2009
Dear diary,
Today was a hard day...I broke up with Daniel because all he wanted was to get into my pants...such an ass...I also fell on an idiot...well he fell on me...I don't even know his name but I'm sure he was an idiot...Kim came back from her summer holiday...she lost some days this year...actually every year her vacation lasts more and more...I wish I was still in a holiday mood...unlikely for me I'm not...
I just turned 17 and instead of living what I've seen in movies my life is totally boring...At least as I said before Kim is back...everything is better if you're with your bff!
I did call him an idiot...Kim? I remember her...she was my best friend...I wonder if she still is...I guess I'll ask Jack...I put on my pj's and stayed in my room the rest of the night. Before I fell asleep I sent a text to Jack.
'Goodnight and thank you for today...' Not a long time later there was a new text at my cell.
'Goodnight to you too' it said. I don't know why but I felt happiness running in my body and letting me sleep into a dreamless sleep...
Next morning I woke up in a much happier mood than yesterday...I quickly got dressed and asked Jack if he had time for that coffee...he said okay and that he would pick me up at 10.
I ate my breakfast and brushed my teeth and before I even knew it, it was already 10. The bell rang and Jack was standing at the door...I greeted him and then we left.
"So where are we going?"
"You'll see"
"Come on...tell me"
"It was your favourite coffee house...maybe it'll help"
"That's great! an you'll talk to me about senior year and then college...I did go to college right?"
"You did...and yes I'll talk to you about senior year and college"Jack said smiling.
"Why are you smiling?"
"It's almost like the accident never happened...it's like you're back...right now this is how it feels"
I just smiled at him and followed him until we reached a small brown building...we walked in and the air was smelling like fresh cut coffee...I remember that place...I remember coming here with Kim at Saturdays...I remember doing research for school homework when our internet coonnection wasn't fast enough...
I remember sitting at the last booth...
...with...
...Jack...
***tell me what you think...!