Journal:  -------------------------------------------Mood: The UsualChapter 1: Part 2
"Wake up, take your pills dear, I know this time of year ain't right for you...."
It was 12 Pm, on a beautiful Saturday afternoon. Natalia hesitated before deciding to text Olivia and see what she was doing.
She was still seated on the couch. Hadn't moved in inch since she sat down earlier. Graded all her papers, and was mentally exhausted.
She flipped on the tv and found an old re-run of Bones. How she wished Angela and Bones would just makeout already!( AN: My not so secret wish for Bones)
Immediately after pressing the send button on her phone, a text from Olivia came up. Obviously, she could not have replied back that fast, so Natalia was not the first one to initiate the conversation. That made her sort of happy. Olivia wanted to talk to her too.
The message read: Hey, Nat, I've got an ass load of papers to grade. Wana go out for lunch?
Natalia's lips formed a smile. "I've got a better idea."
She replied: How about I help you. 5 minutes and I'm there. Lunch afterwards.
It was a while before the response came back. Natalia checked five times that it had sent and had been delivered. Finally, after her last paranoid check, Olivia's named appeared on the screen.
She said: Guess what?
She sighed. "I wish I could just talk to you instead of waiting for these replies."
She texted back: What would that be??
This response came back quickly. Natalia was satisfied.
Olivia's Text: Your made completely out of awesome. ( AN: My bf said this after we beat our friends to Target. The real quote, "You know how some people are made of blood and guts and mushy stuff? Well, we're made enitrely out of awesome." He's great.....sorry, I had to brag. ;))
A knock was heard on Olivia's apartment door. She hurried to make it there in time, but caused herself to stumble and smack her hand against the doorknob in the process.
She opened the door and the first word that flew from her mouth..... "Shit!"
"For some reason, I thought I'd have more of a welcoming than that, but knowing you, I guess I shouldn't have assumed you'd give me anything more." She teased.
"Ouch...." She breathed through her teeth as she held one throbbing hand with the other.
Natalia walked in and closed the door behind her. "Let me see."
Olivia hesistated. "No, I'm fine."
"No, let me see it. What happened?"
"I ran, I tripped, I stumbled and then collided....witht the door." She winced, letting Natalia take a look.
Excited to see me? Natalia thought. No, how could she possibly have the same feeling for me as I do for her?
"You hit it pretty hard..." Natalia observed. Olivia had slammed the bottom of her right palm into the door knob, and from the looks of it, had possibly broken it.
"I'll ice it. It'll be fine. What won't be fine is if I have 100 students asking me what they made on their test Monday, and I don't have an answer. They do that you know. They gang up on you and drain any speck ouf happiness from your body until they know what they made....I don't know why I decided to teach highschool students. I'd rather clean up diapers than listen to complaint, after complaint, after freaking complaint!!"
"Whoa! Hold, on now. Just calm down." Natalia led her tot he couch. Coinicentally, they did their work in the same place because papers were spread everywhere all over the coffee table in front of it. She smiled secretly.
"Sit down."
Olivia sat. So did Natalia. "Here..." She found the remote underneath everything and flipped on the tv. "Ever watched Bones??"
It was Saturday. Friday was gone, and today was a new day.
Emma was still in bed. It was past noon, but she hadn't the will or the energy to pull herself form the warmth of the covers.
Her mother was gone. Probably out having a drink or doing some guy. The most spontaneous woman she had ever known had become so predictable, it was too sad to think about.
So she didn't.
She thought about Ty, and how he had asked her to the Prom this year. She thought about Miss Revera, who was, at this time, her only adult role model. She wanted to become a nurse, and she wanted to be just as good as Miss Revera. Clinicals, sleep, and Ty were the only things that mattered.
When the front door opened, she wasn't shocked. Her mother probably forgot some money. That, sex, and alcohol were the only things that mattered in her life.
No, Emma was not important. Drowning herself in liquor and getting into bed with some guy that probably had some sort of STD was essential to making her grief disappear.
If only she knew the secret. If you pretend your problems don't exsist, things don't seem so bad.
If you pretend your dad didn't die, and that your mom didn't stop loving you....you can forget. You can focus on the future.
It's not a full proof solution, but for the most part, it works. It's just those moments, few and far between, that you are reminded of how life can be cruel.
It was Monday. The weekend seemed so short, and the weeks seemed so very long. Olivia was in her classroom. First period had started and she was taking roll.
"Kyle?"
"Yeah?" The boy turned to face his teacher.
"Just taking roll, Kyle."
"Oh..."
"Maybe if you weren't flirting with Andy, you would have heard what I was doing." She smiled at him, and the class, of course, laughed.
"I'm sorry, Andy just looks so beautiful today. I had to let him know."
She continued.... "Amanda.....Jeremy.....Jinny.....Brittany....."
"Emma?" No here, no nothing.
"Sleeping in!" Someone yelled out.
"Probably..." Olivia agreed. The girl had been late to school multiple times this year and had already reieved ISS because of it. It was always unexcused.
"Door!" Kyle yelled out, yet he was the closest to the door.
Britanny, the girl behind him, slapped him in the arm. She laughed. "Lazy..."
Olivia's eyes did not remove themselves from the paper? "Andy's here", she said to herself...."Guys, someone get the door...."
"Fine." Kyle responded dramatically, but jokingly. He got up and let Emma in. ...Created 2010-03-23 18:44:39 |
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