The Time Of Awakening - Miss Jina (jenna bush book club .txt) 📗

today, and I began to feel so tired, but I couldn’t let myself miss a home cooked meal. I quickly got up, rummaged through the suitcase, and looked for something normal to wear. I’d definitely have to buy some new clothes, there wasn’t much in here. I walked over to the closet on the other side of my bed and when I opened it, I noticed clothes all lined up nicely with a note.

Dear Sage, I really wanted you to feel at home. I hope that you are happy here with us. Things will become clearer as the days go on I can promise you that. Please if you need anything, let me know. These are for your I figured you wouldn’t have much in your bag, so I did a little shopping. Love Camille.

I couldn’t help but smile and cry out a single tear. With my stomach in knots, a bit I walked towards the bathroom and turned on the shower. I decided to be quick, I’d be able to take a nice warm dip in my hot tub later tonight. There was shampoo, soap a lufa, and a razor waiting for me on the sink. Inside the closet next to the door were a bunch of towels, I pulled out the pink one. I stepped inside the steamy hot shower and let it work it’s magic.

I picked out one of the shirts from the closet of close I had adopted. It was just a simple purple v-neck t-shirt. I pulled out a pair of jeans that was stuffed in my suitcase, one of my nicer pairs. I slipped on some ballet slippers that were also in my case. Then I stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom applied some light make up and blow-dried my naturally straight hair.

When I left my room, I could smell the sauce again and my stomach growled. I walked down the stairs and saw Devon sitting on the couch reading a book. He looked up when he heard me.

“You look nice.” he placed the book on the glass table and stood up to greet me. I felt my cheeks flush.

“Thanks. Sorry I took so long.” I apologized.

“Long? You were only up there for about an hour. The food is just finished. Mom’s got it all set up in the dining room.” he said walking over to me.

“You are going to love the dining area.” he informed me. I wouldn’t doubt that.

He led me into a room right off the kitchen, I didn’t really get to see what that looked like. The dining area was towards the back of the house. I stepped in through beautiful French doors and into another gigantic room. The wooden table was lined with food all down the middle, including a large candle in the center of the table. Above was a crystal chandelier, and it light up the room just right. Of course, the table was right in view with the big window that showed off the lake once again. It had started snowing again, and the sun was now completely down. I walked over to the window and just stared at how the new forming moon was bouncing over the frozen lake. It wasn’t full yet.

“There you kids are” Camille happily said as she entered the room. I turned to see her coming in with a few more dishes.

“Do you need help?” I rushed back over to the rectangular table. She shook her head.

“Oh honey please, don’t you worry your pretty head off. Please sit.” she gestured towards the table and vanished again. Devon pulled out a chair in the middle and told me to sit down. He ended up sitting right next to me, and his Mother sat across from us. When she finally sat down Devon and I had already piled out plates with angel hair, bread, and everything imaginable.

“Mm.” I thought I was moaning to myself and when I looked up I noticed them staring at me. I felt embarrassed. They both chuckled.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry sweetie, I am sure you are starved. Please eat as much as you can. If you don’t it will be all gone by the time the crew gets back.” she said.

“When will I get to meet everyone?” I questioned.

After swallowing a bite of her food, Camille looked at me. “Tomorrow afternoon. You’ll just love everyone I know you will” she reassured me. I nodded.

“When did you leave this morning?”

“Well I was literally kicked out around 7am or so” I answered.

“Kicked out?”

“Yah, I was nearly shoved out of my house like I was diseased or something. I mean I was expecting to leave because that is what I was told, but I wasn’t expecting the goodbye I got” I looked down at my plate and twirled my angel hair.

“I can tell you that you are not diseased. You are anything but that. You are very special and you must know that I will explain everything once your birthday comes. It’s not something you should fear, because like I said it’s a special privilege to be who you are.”

“I got this thing from my Dad though.. Right?” I looked up at the two of them. Camille took a swig of her coke while Devon started to slurp his food.

“Yes, yes you did.” she said.

“I never got to meet him” I spat out. She nodded.

“I know.”

“How do you.. I mean did you know my Father?” I questioned. She nodded.

“Yes.”

“What was he like?” I looked at the two of them who were looking hard into each other’s eyes. I felt like I wasn’t being let in on a secret.

“He’s a great man Sage. Very respectful and very handsome. You would love him” she smiled brightly.

“How did you know him?” I know I was asking to many questions, but I was so determined to find out the answers.

“We grew up together your Father and I.”

“Oh, that’s nice.”

“So what is it that you want for your birthday my dear?” she questioned. I shrugged.

“I honestly wasn’t expecting anything. I mean my Mom and I haven’t been the best of friends lately and I just kind of figured it would just be like any other year. I never asked for any gifts except for when I was a kid. I just always now assumed I wasn’t getting anything.” I shrugged.

“You never had a birthday party or anything like that?” Devon questioned. I shook my head.

“Nope, never one of those either” I sighed.

“That can change this year you know?” I shot him a look.

“No, it doesn’t have to. I am so used to it. I mean every girl dreams of turning sweet 16 right? Well I certainly didn’t.”

“I mean I knew I wasn’t going to get a sweet 16, you know I used to watch those shows on T.V. about those over the top ones, and deep down I wanted one, but I already knew that I would have to deal with what I had.” I shrugged.

“I never celebrated my sweet 16 either. My parents they were divorced and my Father and I had no money. So we celebrated it with a Twinkie and two candles. Oh and Dad bought me a dress from the thrift store and I wore it around all day.” she said smiling. I could tell that had meant something to her.

“That sounds so perfect” I said finishing off the last of my meal. She smiled.

“It was the best night of my life.”

“Well I never had a sweet 16 either.” Devon pouted crossing his arms in front of his chest. I snickered.

“Are you kidding me? You’d look so great in a beautiful pink dress too. We’re just going to have to give you a sweet 16.” I looked over at him and he nudged me. Camille laughed and then stood up.

“Would anyone want some cinnamon buns? I just baked them fresh.” she questioned taking Devon’s plate and then mine.

“Mm.. I’d love some” I told her.

“I’ll be back in a jiff’ she said taking the plates and leaving the room.

“Your Mom is sweet” I said once she left.

“She’s okay.” he smirked.

“She’s better than what I had” I reminded him.

“Well if you loved her for her cooking, wait till you taste her baking.. Mm you are not going to want to stop eating” he said as she returned with a tray of cinnamon buns. Smoke was coming off of them, and the aroma filled the room. She placed them down on the center of the table and grabbed one for herself.

“Dig in” she told us. Devon was so right, these cinnamon buns were the best things I had ever had. There were so many left after we had crammed about 4 into our stomachs. Devon was shocked that I could stuff that many down and still maintain my figure.

“You only live once” I told him. He smirked.

“A girl who loves to eat. I think I love you” he blurted out with a chuckle. I shook my head and smiled. Camille got up and started to pick up some more dishes.

“Let me help you with dishes and the clean up please, it’s the least I can do” I said as I grabbed a few plates and some silverware. She was about to protest but I insisted. I followed her into the enormous kitchen down the hall. All along the wall was counter space, in the middle was the sink, on the left was the dishwasher. A big fridge was at the end of the wall between the cabinet and the windows, and the stove was on the opposite side. A small island counter top took over the middle of the kitchen with green marble on top. We filled up the dishwasher and when we couldn’t stuff another dish in, she began to wash and I helped her dry.

“It’s nice to have some help around here. Mostly everyone leaves the cooking and cleaning up to me.” she said handing me a white plate.

“I’ll help you around the house, I mean you are taking me in. I don’t know why you are, or why I was kicked out of my home, but I feel like I owe you. I just know I’ll love it here and I need to show my appreciation” I said placing the dish on the counter and moved over to the next one.

“I think I may just take you up on that offer.” she smiled.

“So in a few days I will be able to have knowledge as to why I went from 4’11 to 5’5 in only a few short months. And also why I feel the urge to run, and something deep inside feels all bubbly like my insides are on fire” I explained. She nodded.

“If you can wait four days, I promise it will all make sense, and I think you may be happy with what will come out of it all.” she winked.


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