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    There's a first time for everything

    Chapter 3

     

    The Orientation

    I got up early the next day to make breakfast for Charlie. I’d gone straight to the grocery store after everything had been settled in at the house. As I was frying some bacon, Charlie came through the kitchen door and settled at the table.

    “Morning, Bells smells really good,” he said as I served him some coffee and bacon.

    “Thanks Dad. So do you know what time you’ll be home so I know when to start dinner? I’m pretty sure I’ll be back from the orientation by then,” I replied

    “I should be back around 8 if that’s okay. Good luck at your orientation!” said Charlie on his way out of the door.

    After I finished up my breakfast I showered, washing my hair with my favorite strawberry shampoo. I got out of the shower and threw on a pair of my Abercrombie shorts and tank (pic on profile) and went out for a walk. I’d probably kill myself if I tried to jog. I’d end up tripping over air.

    I went further down the road to see what was there. After about a quarter of a mile I came upon one of the biggest houses I’d ever seen. It was a massive white mansion. It was a breathtaking sight. I decided since I was lucky and hadn’t tripped yet; I would try my hand at jogging. As I started jogging across the sidewalk, my eyes wandered over to one of the windows on the third floor. My eyes caught the back of a boy’s head with bronze hair. I didn’t want anyone to catch me staring at their house but I couldn’t help but wonder who that gorgeous hair belonged to.

    I took a quick shower when I got back home. I had just enough time to get ready for the orientation. I changed into a pair of denim shorts and a spaghetti top form Abercrombie and a pair of white flats that had a wrap around that came just under my knees (all pics on profile) I didn’t want to wear something flashy. Not that I had anything like that. I had basically only brought two pairs of clothes with me so this is all I had to work with.

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