Immortal, Sammantha Lewis [librera reader .TXT] 📗

noticed the canopy bed was lacking curtains and the large a large window seat.
“Oh, I took those off last night I didn’t think you would like red satin curtains. Why don’t you put your clothes away and we’ll pick out some curtains and temporary bedding.” She said with a soprano voice. I smiled at her and nodded my head. I turned around and looked out my window. I could see the ocean from my window, that was a luxury I never had until now. I turned around and looked at my guitar and suitcases lying on the stripped bed. I groaned and walked over towards them I grabbed my guitar, unzipped the front pocket, and pulled out the guitar stand. I then placed my amazing electric guitar on the stand. I’ll have to get a wall hanger for my acoustic one once it arrives from Minnesota. Iflung the guitar bag in my closet. I then turned and glared at the three bags of clothes. I walked over and unzipped the first two and the second one was smaller but was filled to the brim with hangers.
I had finally finished hanging the clothes and now I had to unpack the one I dreaded the most… my accessories. I unzipped the bag, and saw that all my necklaces had become tangled around my shoes, purses and hats. I fidgeted with the masses of tarnished silver chains, and shoelaces. When I finished dI threw the shoes in the closet, and decided to organize them when my shoe rack arrived, along with all my other things.
I was now left with one last bag. I unzipped it and pulled out things like picture albums, stuffed animals, an alarm clock, my laptop bag, and my books. I will admit I have a LOT of books. They were mostly mangas but I still had many novels. I then pulled out my CD’s and movies. I looked around and wondered where I would put these. I guess I’ll just ask for a large box and put them in the closet like I did back home. Just then, Rebecca and Tyler came in caring a large dark brown bookcase that looked taller than me. I am 5’5 by the way.
“I thought you might like this.” She said with a large smile that made her blue eyes light up. At first I was going to reject her offer but then I thought about my books sitting in my closet.
“that would be great, thanks.” I said as I sat on the floor.
“Perfect!” she chimed. “Babe, turn around.” She ordered Tyler. Tyler turned to his left side and rammed into the wall.
“Oh my God! Are you okay? I meant the other side.” She told him. Tyler turned into my room ,but rammed into the wall again due to the narrow hallway.
“You know what Becka, why don’t you back up?” I could tell that he was trying to stay calm ,but I think his two new bruises were getting the best of him. Rebecca tried to back up but almost fell down the stairs, and let out aloud shriek. I put my hand over my mouth to hold back the laugh that dared to escape. Rebecca looked at me sitting on the floor then looked ay my bag of toiletries, she then gave me an evil grin.
“Allie, why don’t you go put that bag in your bathroom while me and Tyler get this into your room?” She stated it like a question but it was without a doubt an order.
“Um… okay.” I simply said. I got up and grabbed the clear plastic bag and headed to the bathroom. I found the bathroom easily considering it was just to the right of my room. I sat there for a few minutes unpacking and sorting thru my things. When I was done I placed the now empty plastic bag under the sink I stood up and walked out of the bathroom. I came into my room to find Rebecca and Tyler sitting on my bed next to the same book case they were struggling with earlier. Only now the bookcase was on the east side of my room, and all my books, CD’s, movies, and electronics were placed neatly on the shelves. How did they even manage to fit that giant book case into my room, and place all my things on the shelves in three minutes? However before I could ask she jumped off the bed and graded my wrist,
“Now that your done, let’s go pick out some curtains and bedding for you.” She said as she lead me down to the closet on the second floor she opened it up to reveal sheets of every color possible. She pulled out several stacks of what I assumed to be curtains.
“You can look through them if you wish.” She said with a smile. I shuffled through them and stopped at white lace at white lace curtains and pulled out the black curtains that were in the other pile. I laid the white lace over the black cloth and frowned.
“I wish the lace was attached to this. Wouldn’t it look nice?” I asked her showing her them as she rummaged through another stack of curtains.
“What are you talking about? They’re already connected.” She said. I looked back down at them in disbelief. . The delicate lace was perfectly stitched to the black cloth. I can honestly say that the lace and black where in two completely different piles. So how did they.... I must be jet lagged, yup that must be it. Maybe not enough water as well. Yet once again before I could ask her she said,
“Allie, take a look at these. They were brothers from freshman year.” She held up blue Spiderman curtains. I burst out in laughter and forgot what I was what I was going to say. Damn she was good at that. She put the Spiderman curtains down and held up some plain plum ones.
“Are these good?” she asked me. I nodded my heat and she carried the eight black curtains, four plum rubber backed curtains, and white sheets for my bed. Who has this many curtains? Rebecca was diffidently a strange one, but in a good way… a perky and helpful good.
When we got to my room I saw Tyler laying on my bed still. Rebecca handed me the purple curtains to hang on my three windows. She handed Tyler the pillow cases and some pillows, and she placed the rest of the bedding and the curtains on the bed. How is she going to hang the curtains on the canopy if she is sitting on my bed? Whatever then. I unhooked the curtain rode and placed one curtain on the side windows, and two on the largest one. When I turned around I saw the bed was made and the canopy curtains were hung.
“What do you think?” she asked me. I looked at the curtains and smiled, they’ll look awesome with my bed set. The white lace made it look elegant, while the black cloth made it look edgy and made it fit my style.
“I love it, but how did you hang it up so fast? I mean you had eight to hang while I had four, and on top of that you managed to make the bed as well. How did you do all that in the same amount of time it took me to hang my curtains?” I asked her. For a while Tyler and her both looked shocked, but then she smiled again and said,
"You must be jet lagged, why don’t you rest until dinner? " Without another word she left before I could ask her anything else. I looked at Tyler for answers but he only shrugged and walked away. I pulled out my cellphone and looked at the clock, 2:09 p.m. Crap it’s not even dinner yet. I then glanced down at the message icon and opened up my test messages. I plopped down on my window seat read the first one. I wasn’t sure if I should be having butterflies in my stomach, or heartbroken when I saw Sean’s name. I began reading the text message
Did you Make it 2 CA yet?

I then flipped to the next one to see it was also from Sean.
PPPLLLZZZ tell me your plane didn’t crash! Plz tx me back!

I laughed at this one and texted him back,
Lol, no Im fine, & yes I made it to CA.

Sent it and then walked to the door way and snapped a picture. I then sent him the picture. I went to the next one and saw it was from my dad. I rolled my eyes. Funny how the parent that left us behind wants to see us every waking day, and how the parent that stayed just kicked me out for no reason. I opened up the message and it read,
I heard your mom kicked you out. Do you want to live with me? Wow he’s slow at texting back.
Sry but you’re a little late for that. I already moved in with TY+girlfriend.

I closed my phone and leaned my head against the fabric covered glass. He was the one who left us for her. So why does he still try to play dad? Why didn’t he take us with him? No, instead he let me run after his car as he drove away. I chucked my phone across the room and it fell gently into my closet. Just then my phone buzzed. And I recognized the sound, it was my dad probably texting something back like “we can figure something out.” Or “It’s not to late. I’ll start looking at tickets.” He just doesn’t get it, he had his chance but he blew it by leaving. I opened the curtain with my foot and saw the city of San Francisco. I leaned over and opened the window. I breathed in the smell of ocean water, and gasoline. I closed my eyes and tried to absorb the fact this wasn't a dream. I was far far away from my little house in Rochester, Minnesota. Far away from my mom, and more importantly ... Sean.
I was still unsure if I had done the right thing. I was unsure if I was revealed or pained. I would miss him painfully, but I knew one thing. I need to move on. Sean was one who dealt with pain by pushing it away, locking it up, and forgetting it's existence. Given within four months he would have a girlfriend who he would love more then me. I know that Sean said he loves me, but I've heard him say that to many girls. It's not like he didn't mean it. He did, and so did I. I understood that he was broken and had a rock bottom self esteem, which caused him to fall in love quickly and easily. I couldn't blame him. He had been through more shit in his life then me.
I let out a beep breath and tried to relax eventually I fell asleep and got the peace of mind I have been wanting.

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