This Summer is Going to Suck
Chapter 3
May angrily threw the suitcases onto her bed, groaning in pain when doing so caused the boxes stacked on the bags fall and land on her foot.
"Well that was intelligent," Cooper drawled as he watched May hop around.
"Fuck you," May mumbled as she chased him out of her room so she could change into something that would be more comfortable to wear while traveling.
(what she had been wearing: http://www.polyvore.com/may_parcier/set?id=98483999 )
(what she changed into: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=98565302 )
"Wait," Cooper said as he reentered her room, "you're leaving today?!? Why?"
"Ticket is for a few days from now, but I am going to see if I can exchange it for one tonight. If I stay I'll just fight with my mom for the next few days and I don't want that," May said softly as she picked up her jewelry box and carefully put it into one of her bags. She had Cooper reread the letter to see if her father had put his cell number in it and when he found it she asked him to put it into her phone. She then grabbed a wad of cash from a hidden compartment in her closet and called for a taxi, making a request to stop at the bank to get more of her money before she was dropped off at the airport.
She stood outside with her bags, taking the time to smoke a cigarette to steady her nerves before she walked in, putting her large bags onto one of the carts and making her way to the ticket counter labeled for exchanges.
In LA
A man sat in his office, drumming his fingers against the desk as he thought about how his daughter would be spending sometime with him after having not seen her since she was barely five. He sighed and checked his phone, nearly dropping it when it buzzed in his hand, notifying him of a text from an unknown contact.
unknown: I'll be at LAX tomorrow afternoon at 3:15, took an early flight. Text me your address so I can get to your house after the plane lands. ~May
He stared at the message in shock, 'she took an early flight?' he thought, hoping that it was a good sign even though the rest of the message seemed a little cold. He sent off a reply letting her know that there would be someone there to pick her up, sending a similar message to his step-son asking him to pick up May. He hoped that May would be a fan of the band his step-son was in, maybe that way she would be friendlier, or something. He pulled a small photo out of his wallet, looking at the last Halloween he spent with May fondly, before getting back to work.
"Well that was intelligent," Cooper drawled as he watched May hop around.
"Fuck you," May mumbled as she chased him out of her room so she could change into something that would be more comfortable to wear while traveling.
(what she had been wearing: http://www.polyvore.com/may_parcier/set?id=98483999 )
(what she changed into: http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=98565302 )
"Wait," Cooper said as he reentered her room, "you're leaving today?!? Why?"
"Ticket is for a few days from now, but I am going to see if I can exchange it for one tonight. If I stay I'll just fight with my mom for the next few days and I don't want that," May said softly as she picked up her jewelry box and carefully put it into one of her bags. She had Cooper reread the letter to see if her father had put his cell number in it and when he found it she asked him to put it into her phone. She then grabbed a wad of cash from a hidden compartment in her closet and called for a taxi, making a request to stop at the bank to get more of her money before she was dropped off at the airport.
She stood outside with her bags, taking the time to smoke a cigarette to steady her nerves before she walked in, putting her large bags onto one of the carts and making her way to the ticket counter labeled for exchanges.
In LA
A man sat in his office, drumming his fingers against the desk as he thought about how his daughter would be spending sometime with him after having not seen her since she was barely five. He sighed and checked his phone, nearly dropping it when it buzzed in his hand, notifying him of a text from an unknown contact.
unknown: I'll be at LAX tomorrow afternoon at 3:15, took an early flight. Text me your address so I can get to your house after the plane lands. ~May
He stared at the message in shock, 'she took an early flight?' he thought, hoping that it was a good sign even though the rest of the message seemed a little cold. He sent off a reply letting her know that there would be someone there to pick her up, sending a similar message to his step-son asking him to pick up May. He hoped that May would be a fan of the band his step-son was in, maybe that way she would be friendlier, or something. He pulled a small photo out of his wallet, looking at the last Halloween he spent with May fondly, before getting back to work.
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6/11/14