Another Life by JenniferNewman (100 best novels of all time .txt) 📕

from my line of thought. Not hard to do.
I saw from the corner of my eye that Parker had turned round to look in the same direction as I was and made a sound that if I wasn’t mistaken. Which I probable was. A growl. I snapped out of the weird little trance I had gone into after seeing the mist and put my feet on the step nearest to me so that I wasn’t fully relying on Parker to keep me from falling again.
As I stepped down I thought I felt something cold on my other arm but when I looked there was nothing there and the tingling feeling had despaired.
“Are you okay?” I heard Parker ask as I looked back up at him. He was no longer glaring at the misty shape that I swear moments ago had been standing just behind him but was now looking down at me with that same look of not so much worry much annoyance. What was that about? I laughed at my stupidity I had just fallen down the stairs again. This was normal me why should I be freaking out now? I nodded still feeling really silly about my over reaction and glad that I had not voiced any of it out loud. Parker on the other hand was looking completely serious. For a change. I realized then that he had still not let go of my arm and I was starting to get that same tingling feeling I had before when Parker had court me just before I had fallen before when he had been walking me home.
I still felt weird about that day since none of it really made sense. I was still a normal
year old after all and what I had heard was not going to change any of that.
Parker slowly let go on my arm still making sure that I was standing on my feet like a normal person.
“I'm fine. Thank you again” I said realizing again that I had been way too absorbed in my thoughts that I hadn’t remembered to answer him. I really did need some freaking help!
I put my hand on the banister making sure my feet were in the right place this time and continued done the stairs to the second floor where I turned and looked back down the first flight of stair where Arlene and What’s her name where standing. I could tell that from the stop that they had they had been able to see everything that had happen. Well there goes my excuse of ’His names Parker and to tell you the truth that pretty much all I know about him’. Also from the looks on their faces I could tell that they had the complete wrong Idea. Just then Parker walked down the rest of the stairs and came to a stop beside me. Crap.......
“Well some much for not knowing him. He just saved you from going flying down a full flight of stairs. I mean how clumsy can you be Rose?” Arlene scolded god for a second she actual sounded way to much like my Mum that I had to laugh. Big mistake!
Arlene scowled at me while what’s her name squealed,
“That was very heroic of you Parker. I mean you could have fallen down with her and ruined that pretty face.” She gasped as if this would be the worst thing in the world. This time I had to disguese my giggles as a coughing fit.
“Oh come on Grace” so that what her name was “Let’s not waste our time. We’ve going back to the party sees you.” Arlene finished with a flourish of her hand and a flick of her light blonde hair. Could a girl really get more annoyingly flirtiest?
It was so tempting to call after Grace, I think that was her name, good luck but I held myself back and continued down the stairs in the same manner as before. I had already won my reputation back of being the clumsiest when, was it going to learn that it was not welcome? Not now not ever!
“So that was a friend of yours?” Parker asked looking down at me from the step behind. I pushed my dark brown hair away from my eyes so I could look at him properly and see if he was joking. Please say that he was joking! He still looked pretty serious to me though
“You cannot be serious! This is one time when you’re meant to look amused and your standing there like that question was totally normal.” I replied incredulous.
“I take that as a no then” Now there was that look of amusement.
I reached the bottom of the stairs minutes before Parker. For once I was not totally pissed off with him of confused which were I had found were the emotion I felt most while being with him. I was now laughing with him. Was that a good sign?


Chapter Three: Friday 7:46pm
“I think the Garden party was a really success don’t you think Rose Hun?” me and Mum were standing in the garden looking over our handy work. Only half an hour before the garden had looked like what my Mum had called a ‘complete tip!’ I would have called it a few drink glasses and two tables in the middle of the garden. We had managed to clean up all this ‘Mess’ and now Mum wanted to talk about the success it had made. Well at least this would be an easy convocation to have. That being because it would be pretty much one sided with only the occasional nod or shake of the head in reply to something she had said.
At this point I nodded as I bent down to pick u a stray sandwich from just under the Rosemary bush and chuck it into the garbage bag. Of course it had been a ‘success’ weren’t Mum’s party’s always?
I sighed looking up at the sky. The sun was now going down on the east making way for the moon a great ending for a beautifully sunny day I thought. My head was still raised to the sky when my Mum asked,
“So what’s going on with you and that Temp kid?” Huh?
“Temp kid?” who was that?
“Oh I mean Parker that’s right I think.” Her tone sent warning messages to me. She obviously did not approve of him. As if the convocation could not get any more awkward she added,
“I mean if you like him he better be able to prove himself. You don’t need someone messing you around.” Oh my god. Please no! She was not trying to have this talk with me. I didn’t even know Parker that well. Oh come on!
“Mum there’s nothing going on so stop fussing.” Well there goes my attempt to play it call and not let on that this convocation had taken a turn for the freaking worse! My voice had gone up about several octaves probable only the animals would have heard me. That was if Mum would have ever had any ‘filthy creatures’ near her home.
“Whatever you say honey. I'm just saying you could do a lot better that’s all.” I stayed silent for the rest of the time we were out in the garden going over and over and over again to check that every single little piece of food and cutlery was in its right place. The garbage.
Had I really looked that way to everyone?
Was everyone else thinking the same as my Mum?
How had Mum got that impression anyway?
These were just some of many questions that were going around my head like elephants trampling on plants. Okay I don’t know where that came from. Guess I have really been spending too much time Lucy. She always had some weird comment to make us all laugh when ever she felt the convocation heading towards a topic she found boring. I smiled to myself in only two short hours I would be able to escape all this manners crap and be with my friends again. I would be able to laugh freely without the watchful eye of my Mum or Mother as she wanted me to call her anywhere apart from in my head. With my friends I could finally be me.
It was getting darker and darker as the moon took its rightful place in the sky and the time came nearer and nearer to when I could be me again. I ran upstairs not bothering to watch where I was going or be anywhere near carful and for once I didn’t fall or hurt myself in anyway. Miracles do happen!
I bounded into my room and went straight over to my wardrobe and yanked open the doors. I was way too eager to get out of here to be bothered to be careful.
I pulled out a pair of jeggings. Now I had to find my black and white top. It came down to just above my knees with a white under layer and a black fin cardigan going over the top along the part that did up there was white frills going all the way up the sleeves had the same pattern doing down the ends of each. It sounded really girly but hey I am you have to live once in a while!
When I final found it in the last draw I quickly changed into it and went to find a simple chain necklace that I knew I had put done yesterday on my bedside table.
I walked over to the table and moved around the huge pile of junk until I found what I was looking for. Wait I swear I hadn’t put a little silver heart on the end of it. Had I? Oh well.
I turned round and looked in my reflection. My long dark hair was hanging down my back. I had refused when my Mum had tried to get me to cut it last year and now it was nearly all the way down my back in soft spirals. It was useless trying to control my hair a high pony tail way about its limit. My eyes were positioned so that they were the first thing anyone would see when they looked at my face. My dad used to say that they were the most beautiful green he had ever seen. I mean dads have to say those things. I had okay eye lashes that swept right across my eyes in a neat arch I guess you could also call them thick and long. Not always a good thing.
When I looked at my reflection all I could see was parts of my Mum. She and dad had shown me pictures of them both when they had been my age. Mum had had the same hair just shorter the same fin lips as me as well. We even shared the same high cheek bones. Even now when we go out together people comment on how alike we look.
When I looked in the mirror now I couldn’t see even the slightest bit of my Dad there. My memories were becoming the only thing I had left.
I looked harder and just to comfort myself I thought that my skin tone was very much like my Dads as much well that was as I was going to get. He too had had skin that tanned easily and hardly ever burned. I used this as my cue to go before I stood here all night trying to find something else that was the same.
I grabbed another of my tops this time