Creative Writing: All Around the Corner

Mornings would norm entirelyy be a 7 oclock rise, day beginning at 830, released at 320. Today, being the holidays, I can drag myself away from all this for a blissful lie in. A bliss wiped out(p) by the bringing of the phone. Yeah right I thought to myself. Answer, dont answer? Give up my wings, stay in heaven? The choice being obvious, I returned to my daydreaming. However, the curiosity of a phone call for me rather than anyone else in the house made me answer the second meter round. What a mistake. It was Katie, the definition of moron, ringing for a chat. I gave up my warm bed to hear her wining voice wine in my ear.Yeah I said. I could have been agreeing to a heart transplant for all I knew but I thought Id better show I was still on the other end of the lineUnfortunately yes was the wrong answer. It and so as well ask me a while of bluffing to find out Id agreed to go for a drink. Catch up. I no longer felt worthy of my blankets.Sasha was my remedy. The companionship Sas ha and I shared could not be described as life long, simply because I only met her 6 months ago when she moved here. However, I dont work through how time can predict how good a friends you are. We click, and we have fun, Were there for each other, and we give each other space when needed. Sounds like a great friendship to me.A best friend always knows what you need. In my case, my best knows my great need of the retail variety. All lifes troubles can be thrown aside in a good few hours at the shops.Wait How superb. The frock Sasha was admiring could only be described as a Sasha dress. Only she could pull off such extravagant styles and colours and yet still appear so modest and respectable. It makes you wonder who else buys these things. Maybe theres a bigger population of Sashas out there than basic thought.And so we hit the shops. The trick is, not to let them know you have absolutely no money whatsoever. Give the illusion that you have it, you just see no need to spend it. Ho wever, the small amount of cash we do posess usually goes on the untold-needed hourly revival break.We took the seats unoccupied, partially shared with ii mid-thirties women. The gossip they didnt mind sharing with the world was amazing. Law suits, affairs, bribery, all coming from one womans life. Of course this left the other woman to demonstrate audience techniques far too challenging for an average human being. By the olfactory perception on her face, she seemed to be thinking of something soothing. Chocolate perhaps.It was hard to have our own communication while still listening to this womans life story, and so drank silently, occasionally attempting short conversations to cover the fact that, lets face it, the world is a nosy office.A poke at on my leg from Sasha made my leg really sore, but also made me realise who it was standing behind me. I arrived with Sasha for support. I knew that if Katie showed her real mutation self then Id need back up. Sasha had said she d idnt mind, so if she was lying she should learn to tell the truth. I turned round to Katie. She sat down, taking the place of the really good listener who had now left with her friend. Katies mouth opened, and my ears shut, if they could do such a thing. Its not even as if my concentration span is normally this small. I began to think, which do I really prefer. Galaxy or Cadburys?So how are you all? Katies manner can be described as vigour but chirpy. This was a pointless question from the start. Were obviously still living or else wed have given drinks a miss.Not really been up to much have we Sasha. Usually the case. Boredom seeps round every corner. What is there to do when youre this age? Your either too old to do what you used to, or too young to move on. Never any money, allowance doesnt go anywhere near far enough.Familys been doing my head in at the moment. Acting like I still need the potty training. Sasha always uses these chats to get her family problems off her chest. T hey just give me no respect. The other day I began to tell them of the trip we whitethorn plan. Do you have any idea how tormenting they can be. Yeah, perhaps they do have my best interests at heart but come on, I can look after myself. With this I have to agree. Ive met Sashas family, and the independence they give her, though very loving, is invisible, simply because it doesnt exist.It was hard not to notice how Katie, even with her chirpy attitude, had managed to dampen our liven up so much.Got the energy for another shop Sash? I personally didnt have the energy to lift my feet, but I wanted to move on from this subject. I didnt feel the same way about my family. Only last month I became a great grandma. It isnt all bad.