Another Life - JenniferNewman (best books to read in your 20s .txt) 📗

pieces of paper. Okay then....
“Here!” he shoved the phone and crumpled pagers at my surprised face.
“Umm thank you.” I slowly extended my arm to take them. For some reason I started to feel really sorry for him I mean after all he had walked me home yesterday I mean this morning, and now wait outside my door for god knows how long waiting for me to listen to the message and come outside. And here I was just standing here looking at him as if he was mad.
“Yeah no problem I always stand outside girl’s house waiting for them to come out when they don’t answer their phones. Just a normal day for me!” deep sarcasm was dripping from his voice. Again I started to feel really sorry for the poor boy I had left him waiting an unnecessary amount of time out in the freaking rain. I should have listened to what the time said before running back upstairs to get dressed. Before I knew what I was saying I realized I had already asked Parker to come in for something to drink to say sorry for leaving him outside in the rain so long.
Parker accepted quickly. Eager to get out of the pouring down droplets of cold wet moisture hammering down from the clouds above.
I lead the way towards the kitchen turning up the heater as I went. I really did feel sorry for him he really did seem really nice.
As we entered the kitchen I walked over to the kettle and put it on. I was unsure whether he wanted tea or coffee so I turned round to ask only to find him centimeters away. I was shocked still and just stood there like a complete idiot waiting for him to step away. My heart was doing weird back flips in my chest. A huge smug smile spread across Parker’s features. He always seemed to be amused about something it was starting to drive me crazy! Well it would have if my heart wasn’t playing mean tricks on me right now.
After what felt like forever Parker stepped back with an apologia saying something like I dunno what had came over him. Oh god!
“Right...... Umm did you say you wanted Tea or Coffee?” I stammered trying to get my voice on an even level with little success.
“Coffee please” Parker said in a voice that sounded way too much like he was holding back his laughter. I also had a feeling he knew just how much my heart was beating like crazy. I mean I could hear it perfectly clear I bet he could as well. That’s what I get for stopping mid-step. Mental note to always check if someone was to near before stopping in future.
I tapped the button on the kettle to make it start boiling and moved swiftly over to the shelf were we kept our mugs. I grabbed two mugs from the neatly arranged mugs and moved back over to where Parker was still standing in front of my kitchen table. He was standing like he was completely over come by some amazing and terrifying fact. Okay......
“Your kitchen is so.... so beyond clean! How...... how do you do that?” he seemed totally awestruck by my mother handy work. Which I must admit amazed me at times to.
“Yeah I know. Blame my Mum for that, total control freak. “I confessed. Had I really said that? Oh well I shrugged and put the mugs on the counter beside the kettle.
“She even has me tiding the all ready tidy garden for one of her Garden party’s this Friday its ridicules.” I continued rolling my eyes at the ceiling. It wasn’t my Mum fault exactly but she lived to please the neighbors my world was a total façade.
I looked down and kept my eyes away from Parker for a while till I heard the sound of the kettle finish boiling ad jumped about half a foot in the air. Well it seemed I still hadn’t got a grip on myself yet after all.
I pulled the lid off of the coffee pot and the lid went flying and hit Parker right in the face.
“Ouch” he cried when it collided with his forehead.
“O god I'm so sorry are you okay?” I hurriedly asked rushing over to where he was standing. I realized too late that there was a pool of soapy water on the floor where my Mum must have been cleaning before she left for work, on the clean floor and went flying into him and crashing on to the already coffee covered floor.
Well at least this time I had succeeded in pushing Parker over unlike the first time. Why did I have to be so clumsy? I mentally yelled at myself.
I was still lying on the floor next to where Parker was and was blushing like a right idiot. Oh my god!
“Oh my god I am soooo sorry!” I squeaked stumbling to my feet again only to fall back down after putting my foot right back into the soapy water and went tumbling right back into Parker who was still lying on the floor.
“Umm here” Parker said tying to lift me off the floor and onto my knees. He didn’t even sound the slightest bit annoyed only amused. Was it possible for this boy to feel anything else for god’s sake! When I was on my knees and looking behind me to make sure I wouldn’t slip again I stood up and grabbed hold of the table to steady myself before looking back down at Parker who was just now himself getting to his Knees. Just as I looked down at him he looked up at me and everything became a whole lot more awkward than it had just seconds ago. If that was possible!
He got to his feet in front of me and looked down at his feet where the still spilled coffee was pilling up. Oh god.
“Well I guess Coffees off the menu then......” he laughed. Again I could feel my cheeks go an even darker shade of red. I couldn’t even remember the last time I had blushed so much in less than a day!
I quickly shuffled over to where the kettle was and picked up one of the many clothes that my Mum had piled up. Each color had its own use:
Green – Water
Brown – Juice
Purple – Food
Yellow – Milk
Blue - Powder
Orange – Other
The only way to remember this was to put it up on the fridge door and hope that it stayed there after all my Mum hated anything that looked out of place or untidy. Strangely it had remained from the day I had put it up this to this very day. The only explanation for this was that Mum had gotten so tired of me using the wrong colors and let me keep it up and probably the fact that it was typed and not in my scruffy hand.
I picked a blue and green clothe and knelt down to start cleaning up the mess I made. Great.........
Parker leaned down to help but I shook my head to say no since I kinda had hit him in the head with a plastic lid. Oh here we go hadn’t I promise myself I was not going to embarrasses myself again in from of Parker. Well I also had said what were the chances of me seeing him again and well here he was. Just my luck.
“Do you want an ice pack for your head?” I asked Parker looking up from the polished floor.
“Umm I think I’ll be okay.” He shook his head. I nodded and turned back to the floor and continued cleaning. After about two minutes I heard someone say something and looked up to see Parker staring angrily at fin air. Okay then and I thought I was weird I mean I was staring at a piece of blank paper as if it was going to kill me any second but I guess I wasn’t on my own.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked looking a little worried in his direction.
“Umm yeah sure. Just I think I will have the ice pack if it’s still possible” he mutters looking at me out of the corner of his eye and trying to smile sweetly. Okay......
I got up and went over to the fridge to get some ice from the freezer. I pulled open the freezing cold door still thinking about Parker’s weird behavior and if I should be worried. I pulled out the bottom draw and picked up and handful of ice with a plastic scoop which was placed just above the freezer door on the little platform. I moved over to the cupboard with all the plastic bags inside. Again thanks to my Mum there was a place for pretty much anything. I grabbed a plastic bag and pored the ice into it. As I was turning round I heard Parker say something like go away which sounded like he was saying it through his teeth. Maybe I should be worried I thought to myself. When I had fully turned round I saw that Parker had his arm extended in front of him like to push something away from me and his other hand bulled into a fist like he was just done throwing a punch. Okay I should defiantly be worried!
I raised my eye brows in a very questioning way. What was this guy doing?
Weird. I though. Oh wait please say I didn’t just say that out load. Oops!
He smiled knowingly at my expression and quickly glanced to the side in the direction he had been hitting. Strange freak!
A couple of minutes later Parker made his excuses and left to go home. I expect. Strange, strange boy.

The rest of the week went by in a blur until it was Friday and the Garden party was upon us.
I was on strict orders to act happy and get dressed as fast as I could in a new white shirt with black cardi and light blue denim skirt that came done to just above my knees. My Mum had wanted me to look smart and had wanted me to wear a polo skirt instead but I had put my foot done since for one thing I would look like I was going to a job interview and two it was just too hot outside to wear skirts that thick. I had nothing against polo skirts however in liked them it was just they only looked good on certain people. I was not one of these people.
So here I was walking around and around our garden talking to these who talked to me. I was practically dyeing from boredom and I could swear I would scream if another person either offered me part of the food they had bought or told me how nice the food me and Mum had rushed into making this morning. I shook my head at my Mum who was talking to Mrs. West who typically looked way to much like she herself was going to meet the queen in a baby blue flowing dress that came done to just past her knees. I don’t know how she could stand it I had past boiling about half an hour ago and was now just over heated and tired of all the idol gossip every single ‘friend’ of my Mum’s was talking about. From what I could tell they were all talking about a new family that had just moved in down the street. Apparently their eldest son had died in