A warm brezze blowed, shaking the alamy tree on the backyard, leaves flying across the yard and into other people backyards, covering the grass with petals and green leaves like a autumn carpet. The sun shined bright on the sky, melting away every wish of actually doing something on that hot summer day. A van was being drived down the street, blasting that familiar music, offering icecream to the passerbies.
Down the calm avenue, under the summer sun, Heather walked to her house, sun shining bright on her hair.
The house showed itself beautiful and tall, an alamy tree offering shadow to the roof of the homestead. A beautiful white fence surrounded the house and it's yards. Lillies and petunias covered the grass on the front of the house. A small wodeen bench offered visitors a place to sit, Jamie had taken the invitation and awaited for Heather on the porch. A smile formed on their faces as they saw each other.
"Morning sweetie, how was groccery shopping?"
"Aaah... Boring and expensive... Why are you smiling like that?"
"I got us a date!"
"JAMIE!" Heather squelead feeling annoyed "You know I'm not ready to date... Not after..."
"Don't worry, honey... Date isn't in like three weeks"
"JAMIE!!!"
"What, couldn't get us anything further than that 'cause come on. Besides they already think we're weird"
"You didn't had to do that" Heather's voice sounded warm and sad. She opened the door and headed directly to the kitchen.
"Help me out, little J"
"What do you need?"
"Wash those vegetables and put them on the fridge. Oh, and when you're done take these to the bathrooms. They are two, well they are actually three, but we won't be using the third, the first is on the second floor, first door to the left, the other one is in my room, well you acces to it through my room... And then put those in that cupboard..." Heather countinued to give orders for a long while, before saying "And now, breakfast" She filled two bowls with cereals and then poured milk into them. She headed to the fridge and took out two bottles, offering one to Jamie, before taking a seat on the kitchen island and drinking of the second bottle.
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"Wow, this house really needs some cleaning"
"Well since you are gonna be living here, why don't you help me?"
"Kay"
Jamie got up and taked the empty bowls to the sink, tossing the bottles into the bin on her way. Once she was done, she turned to find Heather had changed into a pair of shorts and a crop top with words: "f you" written on it.
"Get change, then we start"
"Kay"
"SHIT!"
"What happened?"
"I hadn't showed you your room!"
"I was bout to ask"
"Come, follow my lead"
"Kay"
"Can you stop doing that?!"
"Kay"
"Argh"
Both friends laughed and headed upstairs.
Once she was setled, Jamie slipped into a pair a old gym shorts and an old blouse. She runned down stairs, and smiled at Heather who was sitted on the couch. She smiled back and motioned to the mopp and bucket on the corner.
"Music?" She asked
"Kay"
Heather bit her tongue, hating Jamie for a moment. During kindergarten there was a child who said that all the time, and both her and Jamie hated it with ferocity, but she made the terrible mistake of trying to annoy Jamie by saying that, and now she was suffering the consecuences. She walked up to the shelf and started rumaging through the CD collection, searching for the CCR record she had heard the day before. But no matter how much she seeked she couldn't find it. She hated when dreams and reality started to melt like that.
"God. Where's that stupid record?!" She finnaly gave up, and placed a newly found Bob Seger CD, on the record player.
It was strange, but things of this like happened to her all the time, things had never simply dissapeared. They had moved, falled off from inside a closed cupboar somewhere where the wind don't blow, but merely dissapear?, never.
Often she had done something and gone to bed, and when she woke, the thing was undone. Doctors blame it to her sleepwalking, they would say she had fallen asleep without noticing it and dreamed about doing something. The fact that she sometimes woke in couches, or in the floor of a different room, one time even she woke in a pool in the other side of town, it was midnight and while she sleeped, she felt cold embrace her, when she woke she was at the comunitary pool of Downtown, didn't help with this at all. At this point it was normal. Her dreams would often melt into reality in a strange way. Never had something dissapeared, but things had appeard in strange places and positions, she though it would just appear later. The problem is later never came.