Snippet #1930624

Claire Megan Walter

Sighing as she finally -being lazy like usual- got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. The newly arrival was coming and she wouldn't want to be there when he came, well that's what she thinks, but her heart is just beating with excitement. Combing her hair, she did her make up and walked out of the bathroom, she went to her closet and walked inside turning the light on to light up the big walk in closet. Picking her always favourite, black on black on black outfit and putting it on, then walked out of the closet turning the light out as she got out and closed the door. Smiling as she looked at her tall mirror, she went down stairs and into the kitchen sitting behind the breakfast nook, and eating her already cooked breakfast the cook made for her. 

"Should I make one for the newcomer?" The cook looked at Claire and smiled. Claire shrugged and hoped off the chair,"If you want to be my guest," She started walking towards the backyards slide glass doors,"I wouldn't even care whether he ate or not." Walking to the chair swing that was built under the beautiful large tree, she watched from a distance as her parents were talking on the phone or having meetings on their laptops, or filing important documents. Rolling her eyes,"All they care about is their damn work never about me, they always pay attention, to those damn things never me." Her dad finally came out of the house and sat on the chair with her, she looked away and looked at how beautiful the sky looked from here, she had a lot of memories in this some she would liked to remember. Some she would rather forget, but they are the ones to remember first in her bad memory book. Sighing quietly as her and her father sat there in silence she had nothing to say to him, so why even bother by doing so. 

"The limo just picked him up," Her father stared at the sky amassed at its beautiful setting,"he will be here any minute and please just be nice to him at least." Shaking her head she looked back her father who stayed staring at the tricolored sky. "Whatever." She smiled a weak smile and got up walking back inside, into the kitchen and got her self a bottle of apple juice and sat down on the comfy long black couch with red design able pillows. The couch was soft and do was the pillows she sat there and watched the news, the weather, politics, murders, everything on the news were the same things.