...Beep beep...beep beep... beep bee-*smack* ...*sigh* I opened my eyes to see that it's 8:30 am...8:30 shot I'm late! I jumped out of bed or well tried to, unfortunately my feet got tangled with the bed sheets and fell, and you guess it...face down.-. Way to start a day right? Geez, I got up and ran to the bathroom and took a quick shower and brushed my teeth while doing so. Kinda weird huh, well guess what? When your late almost every day, let's just say that you gotta do what you gotta do okay.
I jumped out of the shower, nearly slipping on my butt in the process. I rushed out and pulled on some high waist shorts, a plaid print button closure red high dress. A pair of socks and sneakers, along with a white rose shaped earrings, and blue and gold bangles. I left my hair down with a headband in my hair and I grabbed my book bag, phone and my skull candy earphones, and literally sprinted of the apartment. Hey you gotta admit that's a pretty cute combo with only having fifteen minutes.
Oh yeah I forgot to introduce myself, my names Serena Howl I'm twenty years old. I'm majoring in cooking and in baking; obviously I want to become a chef, why? Well I like to cook and bake very much and to discover new things like spices, sweets, dishes and more! I mean the possibilities are endless when it comes to cooking and baking. I also like bringing smiles to people's faces which makes me feel better than anything else. Anyways I was left at the door step of the orphanage when I was only a few hours old, with only my name written on a piece of paper besides me.
Later as I grew up, no one would adopt me and I was in the constant attention of bullies. So yeah not exactly the best childhood or the worst, I mean there a people worse than me so I have no right to complain. I mean I had Mrs. Shells next to me, she was always there to support me and make me my favorite foods and sweets, and it was because of her I decided to become a chef. Her love for children and her creativity when it came to baking and sometimes food too!
Sometimes when I would cry from all the harsh words and behavior, I'd run to her and she'll cage me in her arms in a warm embrace and I'll just cry and let it all out. And she'll sing me a sweet lullaby, and sometimes she lured me to sleep while doing so in her embrace. Hey! Don't blame me, I was like five, six years old, kids needs lots of sleep okay! Anyways besides that, I'd help her in cooking and we baked lots of sweets it was so fun! I had learned so much from her, she was the motherly figure in my eyes.
On time I let it slip when we were cooking together for the children in the orphanage, I called her mom accidentally when I asked if I chopped the carrots correctly. She started to tear up and she hugged smiled at me when I started apologize. She said it was okay to call her mother, that day was the happiest day in my life as a child. After that day I called her mother every day and she'll smile every time I did so. She inspired me every day, and every day I wanted to like her more and more. That gentle smile, warm hugs, always knowing what to do in the most complicated situations, I have no idea how though, amazing kitchen skills, and so much more.
To put it simply, I loved and love her, but sadly you can't always get what you want, I learned this the hard way. About ten and a half years ago Mrs. Shell died in a car accident with her husband. That day Mrs. Shells and her husband were supposed to adopt me, that day was one of the most horrible days of my life. I was dressed and packed up with Mr. Teddy in my arms; I was sitting on the door step of the orphanage where my parents left me. I remember sitting there and at some point falling asleep, when the cops came and carried me inside and said the same words that I can't forget in my entire life. I remember it loud in clear like it was happening it right in front of me again.
The poor man who seemed to be not used to situations like this, took a deep breath and said "I am sorry to inform you that Mrs. Angela Shells and her husband Danny Shells have been in a car accident, and sadly they did not endure the impact of the truck. The person driving the truck was a teenage man with his friends; they were all still drunk when we found them passed out in the vehicle. It appears that the young man who was driving the vehicle took his parents truck without consult from his parents. I am regretful to say that Ms. Serena Howl will yet again be placed under the care of the orphanage until further notice. Thank you for your time madam." And as he turned around but not before he gave me a squeeze on my shoulder and in his eyes, I could see pity while doing so, before he walked out of the door, and down the steps of the orphanage. Where I waited for someone to pick me up and take me away from the orphanage. Not to leave me on the steps of the orphanage again, and instead of a note this time, there was someone else to pass on the message.
That day was September 15, that was day I was born and left at the door step of the orphanage. And I left once again on same door steps of the orphanage, now I don't celebrate my birthday ever again. I instead "celebrate" the anniversary of my dead mother. A few days later after the accident a lawyer came to the orphanage, her name was Mrs. Brant, and she wanted to talk to me and Mrs. Grant who was the owner of the orphanage, about something. We entered a small private room that we used for the library for the adults. Mrs. Brant started talking to me in a serious face; she was blunt and had an aura of a business man. She said something that shocked me, she looked me in the eyes, her eyes seemed cold but trustworthy as she said to me "Mrs. Angela Shells and Mr. Danny Shells left a will for Ms. Serena Howl, in this will it says, I quote 'I Angela Shells along with Danny Shells leave all my property and money to my daughter Serena Howl when she becomes twenty one years old.'" Mrs. Brant quoted as she looked at me with kind but stern eyes.
I looked at her in an expressionless face, which wasn't hard because I have been felling numb for those past days. For some reason I could not cry, even now I still have a hard time crying. It's like the only person I ever cried in front of was Mrs. Shells, and now that she'll gone, I feel like I lost the only person to cry in front of or even cry at all!
So now here I am running as fast as I can down to the parking lot of the building, and just as I turned the corner I ran into what seemed like a brick wall! I look up to meet gray stormy eyes. The guy was tall and his hair was slicked back with only a few strands on his face, which seemed to be stern and his jaw was smooth and shaved. He was wearing a silver suit and a navy dress shirt underneath along with silvery blue tie and with a pair of black leather loafers. He looked really handsome, if I do say so myself, he looked surprised and shocked for some reason to see me when I bumped into him. I got up and mumbled a quick apology as I rushed to my car which was a blue BMW M35i.
If you're wondering how a college student like me affords such an expensive car, well you have a right to, I also would actually. Apparently Mr. Danny Shells my used "soon to be Father" also made a will before he met me. So I got this baby when I was eighteen years old, which was one of the happiest days of my life after I got out of the orphanage. Your probably wondering why Mr. Shells would do this, I mean I'm pretty sure everyone knows why Ms. Shells would, but not Mr. Shells. Well the reason is this, you see, Mr. and Ms. Shells were never able to have a child, and they have tried many times. But every time was a fail, so when Mr. Shells would always hear about me from Ms. Shells, I guess he grew found of me before he even knew me in person. That's pretty dang awesome, I'm sure I would have loved him if I ever got the chance to meet him.
As I jumped into my car, I took a quick glance at the man I just bumped into, her seemed to be on his phone and quickly walking to his car which was a black Maserati. For some reason he kept on glancing back at me as he got in the car. I didn't mind much cause I had to leave quickly class is about to start in five minutes! I speeded away and got out of the parking lot, toward my school which was 5 miles away! Luckily I can take the freeway, which I did by the way, and get out of the freeway with my school to greet me. As I was driving, I saw the black Maserati only a few feet away, which kind of threw me off, but not enough to lose concentration of the wheel.
After what seemed like an hour, but was actually four minutes, I got out of the freeway and into the schools public parking lot, which was free to those who goes to school here. As I swiftly and expertly parked in a parking spot, which sadly had to be all the way in the end of the parking lot, cause the rest were all full. I grabbed my school bag and skate board along with my key and jumped out of my car locking it while doing so with the mini controller. I hopped on my skate board with my bag swung on my right shoulder, and skated as fast as I can toward the building. The bell rang and I'm late for class... great Mrs. Hiydamnin will slowly kill me with her death glare.
And to make things worse, I ran into another brick wall, which of course turned out to be another guy. He was wearing a red suit with a black dress shirt underneath, though his pants and tie sliver. He had a black fedora hat along with a pair of black oxfords. His brown hair came to his shaved jaw and shoulders. Once again looked up, but this time instead of grey stormy eyes, I met dark honey colored eyes. Just as I was about to pick myself up once again, he offered me his hand, which I gladly took...it seemed to be a bad idea because the second I did. I was pulled into his arms, with one arm around my waist, and the other gently holding my hand in his.
He smiled at me, and said "Hello lovely lady, sorry about that when I saw you I couldn't to move out of the way. Your beauty made me stop short and you came crashing into my arms, like heaven just visited me."
"Ah-Umm... sorry about that, I was hurrying to class but I'm late as it already is please excuse me, sorry once again." I said as I tried to get out of his arms as nicely as I can, without seeming rude.
"Oh, what a shame lovely lady, my I please escort you, you see I seem to be going in the same direction as you. I'm going to the first floor, room 168 cooking, um Mrs. Hiydamnin I believe. Are you also going in the same direction?" He asked me as he led me to the entrance of the school despite my now obvious struggle, to get his arm off and way from my waist.
When I finally did, I was about to reply to the unknown man when I was interrupted. I looked back, I saw the man I bumped into in the parking lot of my building. He seemed to be glaring at the man besides me, who just smiled at him, like he had no care in the world what so ever. I used this distraction to get to class, but of course it's seems like I did something bad to upset somebody, because it seems like the concrete came crashing down on me...again. But this time I didn't stay wake to see what my clumsiness brought me to, cause after that I blacked out leaving myself in the care of complete strangers. Yeah this day could get any worse. :)