Falling
Chapter 3
Songs for the chapter: Sara Barreiles - Brave
Jessi J - Gold
My nose was running like crazy and my cheeks were burning with cold. How was it possible to be already this cold? It was barely mid-september, but it was already to cold to leave the house without a hat.
I was walking fast to keep myself warm, always trying to remember how my mum described the way to the bakery to me. A biker nearly ran me over, when I had my earphones in and had Sara Bareilles` ”Brave” at the maximum volume.
He was shouting at me and I was stumbling something that was meant as an excuse. He was still mumbling angrily, when he got back on his bike. I sighed deeply and just turned the volume a little bit down, to avoid any more accidents for the rest of the way.
They were not many people crossing my way and so I was allowed to sing some parts of the songs out loud. I arrived punctually at the bakery, that also were some kind of cafe. It looked really inviting from the outside and when I entranced a little bell over the door rang.
I was saying “hi” to the lady behind the counter and was looking for Simon`s or Taylor`s faces, but could not find any of them. I decided to already sit down on a place in the back, where I was allowed to see most parts of the street and I could watch the people outside.
I undressed myself, out of the different layers I wrapped myself in earlier to protect me from the cold. Then I was checking my phone, but nobody wrote me.
I decided not to be to whining and just wait until both of them were rushing in. Simon came up with the idea to go to the bakery slash cafe, which is called “time-out”.
Taylor wanted to go somewhere else for reasons she clearly did not want to tell us. So in the end the choice was up to me and I decided for this bakery, since I really liked the name. I already had several periods behind me and an argument with my sister, since she still is not willed to put down the volume of her music while I am doing my homework.
The bakery was really comfy and it smelled really good. Like warm bread, hot chocolate and sweet and sticky cookies.
I made the decision to already start writing some lines to make us a little less work and order something as soon as Taylor and Simon arrive.
I ended up reading the “Last song” for the like hundreds of times after I found way to much work to do on my own.
I did not realized that I was already waiting over 25 minutes, when my mobile phone suddenly started to ring. I picked it up, but the voice on the other end was really cracked and I could not understand a thing. I jumped up to hurry outside to be able to understand the person better.
I was already really close to the door, when I bumped straight into someone and like that was not enough already I lost my balance and we both fell to the floor. I was doing a really surprised sound but to my happiness I landed soft on the other person.
After the first shock I was trying to sit up. “Are you okay?”, the person under my body asked. For the first time I was allowed to take a look at the unlucky person that I took down with me.
He was tall, but with my size like a dwarf what is that suppose to mean? He stared at me with his green eyes and looked still a little bit shocked, like he could not believe that this just happened.
I could not believed it myself either.
He was wearing a pair of really skinny black jeans and a jumper. His hair was dark and curly and stood up in nearly every direction of the sky. He helped me up and that was the moment when I saw the apron that said “take your time-out! Be our guest!”
Great, so he was not just a random stranger I fell over but a staff member. I must have still looked pretty shocked because he was asking me again, if I am okay.
This time I realized that his voice was was kind of raspy like he smoked way too much cigarettes already in his life. AND I also was able to realize his ( I have to admit it!) sexy British accent for the first time.
“Yeah, I guess so. I mean... I am really sorry”, I stumbled since I was just realizing how embarrassing the whole situation was. Everyone in the bakery was staring at us.
“You were falling pretty hard. You sure everything is fine?”, he asked again. I looked at him and laughed insecure. “Well, I think I was a lot closer to your body than to the floor.” He grinned.
“You are right. So actually YOU have to ask ME if I am alright”, he said with a smile in his voice. “Are you really hurt?”, I asked a little bit panicked again. Now he started to laugh. His smile was so adorable!
“Without stepping to close to your feelings, but you are not really the most powerful person.”
He WAS hurting my feelings. I know that I am looking like a little kid forgetting to eat his vegetables to become strong and tall. Mostly because I have a mirror and nearly every day someone thinks that he has to remind me. I tried to act like I was not hurt.
“Well at least I was a lot closer to the ground so I fell pretty safe”, I said snapped. “Yeah, but mostly because I already did that pillow part for you”, he said.
I was angry because he made fun of my size before, but with saying that he made me smile.
“I am Harry by the way”, he said. “Clary.”
“Nice to meet you, Clary.” OMG I loved the way he said my name as if he was scared to break it. But mostly it was his accent that made me weak. “Do you were thinking about ordering something at all or were you just planning to run into some random stranger?” So he had already noticed me in the back, just sitting breathing the heated air and not ordering anything. He probably was hoping for his tip.
“ I was actually planning to do first part, since the second was really awkward and something I would normally avoid in public. I am just waiting for some friends from school to arrive”, I said way too fast. He was making me really nervous.
He raised an eyebrow. “Which school are you attending to?”, he asked. “ Is here more than just one?”, I asked surprised. “Oh, no. But probably you are driving to Manchester, every day.” I shook my head. “Nope. It is Homes Chapel Comprehensive School, a really tiny and old place.”
“I know. I walk in and out there every day as well.” “You do?”, I asked surprised. “Yup like you said old and tiny place. So if you are going to it as well, we both could probably...”, but before he was able to end his sentence my phone began to ring again.
Damn it, mobile! Damn it!
Jessi J - Gold
My nose was running like crazy and my cheeks were burning with cold. How was it possible to be already this cold? It was barely mid-september, but it was already to cold to leave the house without a hat.
I was walking fast to keep myself warm, always trying to remember how my mum described the way to the bakery to me. A biker nearly ran me over, when I had my earphones in and had Sara Bareilles` ”Brave” at the maximum volume.
He was shouting at me and I was stumbling something that was meant as an excuse. He was still mumbling angrily, when he got back on his bike. I sighed deeply and just turned the volume a little bit down, to avoid any more accidents for the rest of the way.
They were not many people crossing my way and so I was allowed to sing some parts of the songs out loud. I arrived punctually at the bakery, that also were some kind of cafe. It looked really inviting from the outside and when I entranced a little bell over the door rang.
I was saying “hi” to the lady behind the counter and was looking for Simon`s or Taylor`s faces, but could not find any of them. I decided to already sit down on a place in the back, where I was allowed to see most parts of the street and I could watch the people outside.
I undressed myself, out of the different layers I wrapped myself in earlier to protect me from the cold. Then I was checking my phone, but nobody wrote me.
I decided not to be to whining and just wait until both of them were rushing in. Simon came up with the idea to go to the bakery slash cafe, which is called “time-out”.
Taylor wanted to go somewhere else for reasons she clearly did not want to tell us. So in the end the choice was up to me and I decided for this bakery, since I really liked the name. I already had several periods behind me and an argument with my sister, since she still is not willed to put down the volume of her music while I am doing my homework.
The bakery was really comfy and it smelled really good. Like warm bread, hot chocolate and sweet and sticky cookies.
I made the decision to already start writing some lines to make us a little less work and order something as soon as Taylor and Simon arrive.
I ended up reading the “Last song” for the like hundreds of times after I found way to much work to do on my own.
I did not realized that I was already waiting over 25 minutes, when my mobile phone suddenly started to ring. I picked it up, but the voice on the other end was really cracked and I could not understand a thing. I jumped up to hurry outside to be able to understand the person better.
I was already really close to the door, when I bumped straight into someone and like that was not enough already I lost my balance and we both fell to the floor. I was doing a really surprised sound but to my happiness I landed soft on the other person.
After the first shock I was trying to sit up. “Are you okay?”, the person under my body asked. For the first time I was allowed to take a look at the unlucky person that I took down with me.
He was tall, but with my size like a dwarf what is that suppose to mean? He stared at me with his green eyes and looked still a little bit shocked, like he could not believe that this just happened.
I could not believed it myself either.
He was wearing a pair of really skinny black jeans and a jumper. His hair was dark and curly and stood up in nearly every direction of the sky. He helped me up and that was the moment when I saw the apron that said “take your time-out! Be our guest!”
Great, so he was not just a random stranger I fell over but a staff member. I must have still looked pretty shocked because he was asking me again, if I am okay.
This time I realized that his voice was was kind of raspy like he smoked way too much cigarettes already in his life. AND I also was able to realize his ( I have to admit it!) sexy British accent for the first time.
“Yeah, I guess so. I mean... I am really sorry”, I stumbled since I was just realizing how embarrassing the whole situation was. Everyone in the bakery was staring at us.
“You were falling pretty hard. You sure everything is fine?”, he asked again. I looked at him and laughed insecure. “Well, I think I was a lot closer to your body than to the floor.” He grinned.
“You are right. So actually YOU have to ask ME if I am alright”, he said with a smile in his voice. “Are you really hurt?”, I asked a little bit panicked again. Now he started to laugh. His smile was so adorable!
“Without stepping to close to your feelings, but you are not really the most powerful person.”
He WAS hurting my feelings. I know that I am looking like a little kid forgetting to eat his vegetables to become strong and tall. Mostly because I have a mirror and nearly every day someone thinks that he has to remind me. I tried to act like I was not hurt.
“Well at least I was a lot closer to the ground so I fell pretty safe”, I said snapped. “Yeah, but mostly because I already did that pillow part for you”, he said.
I was angry because he made fun of my size before, but with saying that he made me smile.
“I am Harry by the way”, he said. “Clary.”
“Nice to meet you, Clary.” OMG I loved the way he said my name as if he was scared to break it. But mostly it was his accent that made me weak. “Do you were thinking about ordering something at all or were you just planning to run into some random stranger?” So he had already noticed me in the back, just sitting breathing the heated air and not ordering anything. He probably was hoping for his tip.
“ I was actually planning to do first part, since the second was really awkward and something I would normally avoid in public. I am just waiting for some friends from school to arrive”, I said way too fast. He was making me really nervous.
He raised an eyebrow. “Which school are you attending to?”, he asked. “ Is here more than just one?”, I asked surprised. “Oh, no. But probably you are driving to Manchester, every day.” I shook my head. “Nope. It is Homes Chapel Comprehensive School, a really tiny and old place.”
“I know. I walk in and out there every day as well.” “You do?”, I asked surprised. “Yup like you said old and tiny place. So if you are going to it as well, we both could probably...”, but before he was able to end his sentence my phone began to ring again.
Damn it, mobile! Damn it!
Notes
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12/18/13