Chapter 1: Chapter 1
“Breathe.” I order myself. It’s getting warmer. The heat, awaking my senses . Behind the music my ear phones produced is a voice, not too rusty, not too old, young fresh and soft voice bellowing my name.
“Cali.” A familiar voice shrieked from not too far.
I pulled the phones off still recognizing the voice. I turned around and found Belv waving her hand.
“Thank jesus you heard. You coming tonight?”
Tonight? What tonight? Do I have any schedule , appointment or something?
“Yy-eah.” My answer was unsure. Very unsure actually.
“To the party, you silly. At Chloe’s.” Gosh she noticed I’m not myself.
“Oh. So I guess I’ll call you later.” It’s not a question cause I will really call her.
I turned to face the path I’m gonna be walking. Our house isn’t too far now.
I turned the knob. Pushing the door open, I heard the same creaky sound it made everyday. I walked to the kitchen and made coffee. I snuggled on the sofa and checked the phone for any calls. Two from my mom. I pressed the answer button and her first message said “Hey honey. How are you? Text me. Make sure you always lock the door when you go out. I’m gonna be home soon and I have a spare.” And the second “Honey mom’s not gonna be with you for two more weeks. Oh I miss you so much.”
I took a sip and Joe. It’s Joe who makes me a night person. Joe her boss. My mom’s been his assistant at his company for two years. And for two years I was trained to go out whenever and wherever I’d like to go.
After coffee I ran upstairs. In my room I peeled out of my clothes. I took a shower, washed my face with a facial scrub and brushed my teeth. I wrapped myself in a bathrobe and went out of the bathroom.
In my closet I grabbed a yellow blouse and a black jean skirt. I wore it and tuck the end of my blouse in my skirt.
I curled my hair and made a loose messy bun. Curled my lashes and applied some lip gloss. As for my toes I wore my really comfortable silver doll shoes. I hung my messenger bag on my shoulder and I’m good to go.
Outside it’s cold. A sudden change I think. I meandered ‘til I reached the rusty old red bus stop sign. And it’s my lucky day cause there’s a bus waiting just for me. I sat and stuck my face on the window glass. Two more corners and I’m on my feet again. I can’t stop myself from entering Decoction, my favorite place. It’s where I have my coffee on a momless and friendless day. I ordered Kona, a coffee with a hint of citrus. I found a table close to the window. I pulled a novel out of my bag and began to read. In the corner of my eye I found someone on the other table staring at me. Someone I know?
I turned my head and found a man in coat looking not into my eyes but somewhere down my face. He wasn’t even bothered that I knew. I fixed my eyes on the novel once more but found the man still staring at me. I scrutinize him with a What’s your problem look.
“Is that a benefit?” he voiced out. And I know he’s talking about my lip gloss.
“Yes.” I answered.
A few more minutes and he stood just beside me and passed a piece of thick paper.
“My calling card.” He affirmed.
My face was blank.
“Call me.” Was his last words.
That was something. Something new. And weird.
I really want to know what happens now! Your writing is so simple, and yet really powerful at the same time. You know how to get your point across and not torture the reader while doing it (haha)....I thought I noticed one or two times where you drifted in between past and present tense, but other then that it was fabulous! :)
is this a book cause if it is i sooooooooooo wanna read it it sounds amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!
thankyou so much :) i'll be working on it.
thankyou so much :) you really made my day. still working on it.
Very interesting! :D I wanna to know what happens next! D: