A Slow Saturday Night:
I knocked about three times before the door opened. Renee was standing in front of me, arms crossed and eyes wide. Holding my note, this was not going to be good.
“Hey Bella” She had an annoyed tone to her voice.
“Hey Mum” I smiled.
“You could have just asked me آپ know, I don’t think I’m an unreasonable parent. I let آپ do a lot of things my mother wouldn’t have let me do. I love آپ Bella honey, but I don’t appreciate last منٹ notes” Her tone was getting slightly back to normal.
“I’m really, really, really sorry mum, I feel asleep on the سوفی, لٹانا and then when I woke up it was half an گھنٹہ before Gem was coming and I didn’t want to wake you, I’m sorry” I was honestly sorry so I kept trying to get it across.
“Okay, apology accepted, just ask اگلے time okay, no excuses?” She moved out of the door way, I stepped inside.
“Yes I promise” I replied.
“You’re lucky I trust آپ Bella” She half smiled.
“Yes I am” I replied.
I walked up to my room and put my handbag on my bed. As I put it down my cell phone fell out. The screen lit up and read one new message. I opened it, it کہا ‘Bells thnx 4 2day I’m gonna ring him =)’ from Gem’s Mobile. I didn’t know what to reply, but I wrote ‘No probs Gem, ok, I sed its up 2 u! Have fun XX’ what else could I write? I really didn’t care about this Cam, that Gemma oh so swooned over.
I walked into the bathroom and washed my face, the warm water felt so good. I looked in the mirror I had small grey bags under my eyes. I dried my face, and walked down the stairs. I looked at the time, it was 3:15 pm.
“Have آپ had lunch?” Mum asked me.
“Yeah, I had some at the food court” I replied.
“Okay, is پاستا okay for dinner?” she questioned.
“Yep, sounds good” I answered.
I walked back up to my room and opened my school bag, I had some maths homework, but that was all. I pulled the maths کتابیں out and put them on my bed. I checked my phone, new message from Gemma. ‘Thnx yer I’m not doin it 2nite though XX’. I didn’t really think that needed a reply so I just left it.
I started doing some trigonometry, but I got a headache so I stopped soon after starting. I went through my handbag and found the extra pain killers that I shoved in there that morning. I walked slowly back down the stairs and into the kitchen. I poured myself a glass of water and swallowed the tablets with it. Renee walked in.
“Have آپ got a headache?” She asked.
I nodded my head, still finishing the water.
“You okay? آپ look tired” She noticed.
“Nah I’ll be right” I smiled.
“Okay, well Phil’s coming ہوم tomorrow morning so it’s just us tonight” Renee said.
“Okay” I wasn’t in a very talkative mood.
I stumbled into the lounge room and sat on the couch. I looked at the TV for a couple of minutes, nothing good was ever on Saturday afternoons. I lay down and put my hands over my head. I slowly drifted off to sleep. I didn’t dream.
When I woke mum was serving pasta, the aroma drifted into the lounge room. I got up, my head felt a lot better. I walked into the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ and sat on a سٹول سے طرف کی the bench. Renee sprinkled some cheese onto the پاستا and placed it in front of me.
“Eat up, sleepy head” She laughed.
“Thanks” I stuck my fork into the pasta, twisted it and brought it to my mouth. I chewed it carefully, spreading the ٹماٹر sauce into my cheeks. I swallowed and stabbed some more.
“Mmm آپ know if آپ keep falling asleep at 3:30 in the afternoon آپ won’t be able to sleep at night” Renee کہا still half chewing.
“Yeah I know” I agreed. I didn’t know why I was exhausted. I just was.
I finished my رات کے کھانے, شام کا کھانا pretty quickly and decided to try some trigonometry again. I sat there for a while, I finished about two exercises before my brain started to hurt again. I looked at the time, 7:20 pm. Ah I’ve got time for trig tomorrow, I walked into the bathroom and tried to have a wake up shower. It only half worked, I was still a bit tired.
I lay down on my bed. I stared straight at the ceiling for a while, I thought about pointless things until I got comfortable. I rolled over and fell asleep, again.
