Find Your Partner (please)

5.

It seemed like time has stopped. I was watching TV in the living room, but Daniel was still in the kitchen using counter as a table for test correcting I suppose. I began to feel tired, and the show that was going on didn’t gave me a reason to stay up. I slowly closed my eyes, curled on the couch feeling so save and relaxed. I felt asleep. Only to be woken up by my teacher, who was silently saying my name.

- Good morning, I think you should go home in case your parents are searching for you.

I looked at him for a while before answering, not because I didn’t understood what he was saying, but because I couldn’t believe this is real, then quickly sit up to be at his eye level.

- Definitely, I am thankful for you allowing me to stay here overnight

My voice was brittle and low.

- Should I give you a ride or…

- No I can walk back by myself, what time is it?

I said it way too fast.

- Half past nine.

I took my backpack and jacket right after this small conversation was over.

- Oh you forgot your paper.

 It took me a while to understand, but when I saw what he is holding I quickly cached up. It was my song lyrics.

- Thanks once again.

And then I left. I knew the path, because I have been here before. But I had no wish for going back home. When I am there I feel lost and unwanted, but now I am free, as if I finally have control. And it was still a silent morning, to be fair I don’t even care if my parents are concerned about me and searching every street of this damn city.

After taking few deep breaths I saw myself going back and living my life. That’s how things go.

When I finally turned home, I saw my mom in the kitchen, cooking breakfast.   

- Why did you pick up your phone, I called maybe 3 times? Or at least you had to tell me that you are going out with your friends.

- Well at least you tried to call. But if you knew me better you would have known that I could be with my friends.

Then I left without any response. But I am pretty sure she didn’t call me. When I went upstairs to my room I realized I don’t have my phone. I searched through my bag, but it was gone. The last time I saw it was at my teacher’s house. Probably I forgot to take it after rushing so badly to get out. It would be too embarrassing to go back. I guess I can survive a day without it. I lost my playlist for the day, but I can create my own live music, practice makes perfect.

This is how I chose to spend this day, because tomorrow is beginning of another week. The day of devil.