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Trying hard to reach out,
But when I'd try to speak out
Felt like no one could hear me.
Wanted to belong here,
But something felt so wrong here,
So I'd pray, I could breakaway.

-Breakaway by Kelly Clarkson-

Chapter Five - Treasure Box

I lay in my bed not wanting to get up, even though it has been twenty minutes since I woke up. Today was one of those days, no matter how well you slept, no matter how comfortable and relaxed you were, your body just feels exhausted. Well, Today was one of those days for me. Last night when I got home, our maid, Helen had already started preparing dinner. She didn't want my help, so all I did was keep her company while she moved around in the kitchen cooking. I sat there trying to listen to her, as she talked about her grandson, who was in the army, but I couldn't pay attention at all. My mind was running a million miles per hour; all I could think about was him. I couldn't get him out of my head, somehow the small amount of time I had spent with him made me feel contented. Even Helen noticed as she said I was smiling too much. The whole night, the happiness never left me. I even put up an effort to actually have a descent conversation with Steve. My mood was lighter and brighter, and I couldn't wait until the next time I get to see him.

I slowly stretched my arms up and yawned. The sunlight was coming trough my white curtain, giving a bright ray of golden light to my room. I turned my head and looked at my alarm clock, which said 10:05 AM. I don't usually sleep this late, but I guess that's what you're supposed to do over the summer. Isn't that the whole point of school being out?

I pulled myself up in a sitting position, as I heard my sister's voice down the hall. I think she was speaking to Helen. I heard her voice coming closer until she was right outside of my door. She knocked twice before she entered my room. She was dressed in a black high waisted pencil skirt with a white top, her feet was covered in a black high heel pumps. She walked toward me with her never ending happy look on her face.

"Look what I got." She said smiling and waving a paper in her hand. There was an excitement in her voice as she said, "Come on get up, you're going to be happy when you see this." The happy glow in her eyes was making me curious to what was going on. She came and sat at the side of my bed.

"Ok, what I have in my hand is…"She paused for dramatic effect "a letter from Yale!" She yelled happily squeaking. I restrained my hand from shooting up to my ear to cover from that annoying squeak she always does in enthusiasm.

I applied to Yale about three months ago, since I just graduated from high school. "It basically said that your grades were qualified and you're outside of school curriculum were very impressive. Now all they need from you is three written recommendation letters, one from your teacher and the rest from different types of organizations." Sarah said shortening the letter as she handed the paper to me. My eyes quickly scanned the letter making sure that's what it said before looking up at my sister.

She had a wide, proud smile on her face as her eyes sparkled in happiness. "I have more good news." she said her arm dropping around my shoulders. "When I saw the letter, I talked to Steve and he said he would write you one of the recommendations, and he might even get the Mayor to write you one." She voiced happily, her face glowing with a smile. I forced my face to copy her bright smile. She continued talking not even noticing the smile didn't reach my eyes. The problem was I have no desire to go to Yale, I know it might sound stupid, but it just wasn't me. It was what Steve and Sarah wanted.

"Gosh I'm so happy! Aren't you happy?" she asked with a contented sigh. I didn't even get to answer her question before she continued, "Dad would have been so proud of you." She spoke her voice soft now as she pulled me close in a hug. Here it goes again, I hate this. I hate it when she says, 'Daddy would have been so proud of you.' 'Mom would have loved it if you got in.' I hated it when she brings our dead parents in to this. Can't she understand how this makes me feel, the heaviness it puts on my heart? Can't she see the pressure it puts on me, like I can only make them proud by doing this? It wasn't just that they even decided where I should go, but they also selected what I should study. Criminal justice, Steve said. That was what he wanted me to study, so I could someday become a lawyer. And my sister, the only living family member I have, participated as Steve took over my life, and I didn't have the courage to take it back. My dream to travel and find my calling seemed so far now.

I shook my head breaking my thought, forcing my eyes to appear happy again before looking up at my sister, "aren't you supposed to be leaving to Louisiana today?" I ask trying to change the topic. She raised her hand up to look at her watch, "yep, we're about to leave, our plane takes off at 11 a clock." She pushed my blond hair back and laid a soft kissed on my forehead before she got up and walked toward the door.

"See you in two days honey, be careful and have fun, ok." she said smiling and waving, I didn't say anything but copy her action. Once the door was closed I flung the letter across the room. I sat there fuming for a moment, missing the happiness and the carelessness feeling I felt last night.

I slowly pulled myself out of bed. When my feet touched the ground; I got on my knees and bend down until I could see under the bed. And there it was…a skillfully crafted wooden box that belonged to my grandmother. She gave it to me when I turned five, telling me that it was to put the stuff I treasure the most in it, and I had it since then. I brushed the marvelously cross design on top before opening it.

There was a single white pearl necklace with matching pearl ring that belonged to my mother. I remember seeing them on her, when she attended church or on special occasions. It looked so beautiful on her. I placed the necklace back in before turning to the poorly made paper plane; I picked it up and brushed my finger over it. I could feel tear weal up in my eyes. This paper plane, this little toy was the last thing Claire made before she disappeared. I slowly sat it back down before breathing in and out to calm myself.

Finally I saw the object I was looking for, a book that sat at the bottom. It was an old book with a rough plain black cover. When I was very little my mom used to read me this book. Since she read it to me repeatedly, I know the story cover to cover, and word by word. After I put the book aside I closed the box and put it back to where it was. With my mother's book in hand I waked toward the right side of my room where my book shelf was. There were layers of books, and I leisurely picked out two of my favorite. After I placed all tree books in my book bag, I walked toward the bath room to take a nice cold shower and got dressed in a black cargo Bermuda shorts and a white tight tank top, something perfect for such a hot day.

I walked down the stair to eat a late breakfast. Helen had already left me delicious chocolate chip pancakes at the kitchen counter. While I ate, I started thinking about my dad and what kinds of advice he would give me on the whole college thing, when Helen entered in the kitchen.

She calmly walked toward me, "what's wrong Annie, you look all down?" she asked rubbing my back, her mother instinct kicking in. I looked up at her warm wrinkled eyes and smiled, "nothing Helen, thank you for asking." she shook her head saying something about how I was too polite for my own good.

"Hey Helen, did you bake me the muffins I asked you last night?" I asked remembering how I planed on to take some muffins to Gabe.

She chuckled a little, "of course dear, I put them right in here." She spoke showing me a plastic to-go box. I lifted up the to-go box and placed it in my book bag. I told Helen what I have been up to lately when she asked me why I needed the muffins. Even though she didn't like the idea of me spending some time with the vampire, she said, and I quote "you should do what makes you happy." And that was what I needed to do right now, to be around him, to feel that contented and peaceful feeling I get every time when I was near him.

After I was done with breakfast, I walked out of the house with my book bag in my hand. Once I got in my car, it only took a couple minutes of driving to get to the church. I grabbed one of the Trublood from the trunk of my car and stuffed in my bag before walking into the church. When I got to the basement Gabe was sitting at his usual spot. This time he was playing some sort of video game. I smiled thinking, 'boy did he know how to entertain himself.' When I walked closer to him, he looked up from his game, the focused looked he had immediately switching to glare.

"Hey Gabe…hmm look I'm really sorry about how I treated you yesterday." I said softening up my voice. Even though it wasn't entirely my fault, I was going to be the better person and apologize first, for that was what the Lord would what me to do. The bible says "Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you." (Ephesians 4:32).

Gabe didn't say anything, nor did his glaring changed. "Come on Gabe, I really am sorry. Look I even brought you muffins to make it up." I said pulling out the to-go box that held the muffins. I saw his eyes instantly glint looking at the box that contained the food.

Gabe looked up at my face before stretching his hand, "I guess I forgive you since you brought me muffins all the way here." He said smiling, taking the plastic box. I guess it was true when they said, "the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

"Why don't you take a break and eat up, I'll watch over the vampire." I said looking down at where he sat. He nodded his head getting up, holding the box in both of his hands and the game tucked under his arm. I could tell he was happy about the muffins because he was staring at it like he was the cookie monster seeing cookies for the first time. I guess he probably hasn't had home made food like this in a long time.

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