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Post by naomi on Aug 9, 2009 19:06:43 GMT -5
Naomi turned to one side. And then back to her original side. She placed the covers over her head, and just as she was about to fall back asleep, the damn phone rang. She throw the covers off of her and then reached over to the night stand to answer the phone. As she did so she checked out the called id. Figures that it would be her mother calling. “Yes mom… Well normal people are sleeping at this time… yes everything is finished…oh my I'm going to call you back” she hung up annoyed. She was calling to ask the most stupidest questions ever. Now she pulled the covers back over her and tried to sleep. Two minutes later she rolled over to see the time on the clock. 10 am. It was definitely time for her to get up. She laid seconds more before sitting up. She cuddled her feet into her slippers and walked straight to the bathroom. She couldn’t do anything without brushing her teeth first. Naomi grabbed the tube of paste and squeezed a pea size onto her toothbrush. She placed the tube back into the cabinet and then began brushing. This process only took her about three minutes and then she washed her face. She walked out the bathroom and now it was food time.
Naomi wasn’t really one for breakfast, and being that she was woken out of her sleep. What was she going to do. She opened her fridge, took out the carton of orange juice. She placed it on the counter and then grabbed a cup. Grabbing the cup, she drank the juice as she placed the carton back into the fridge. She continued to drink the juice looking around her new apartment. She smiled, when the juice was gone. Though she slightly missed being home, she loved having her own place. Naomi had to say she was a spoiled child. She was given to her adoptive parents when she was first born and they treated her like her all. Until her adoptive mother divorced her adoptive father and married this new guy. Long story short, she hates him and he is the reason that she moved out. Naomi never really wanted to met her real parents, she figured since they gave her away, they lost the right to know her. But something inside always wanted to know what they were like. She shook this thought from her head. She needed to do something else before she had another breakdown. She walked to the couch and organized her couch pillows. This worked for a little while. Maybe she needed to get out of the house.
Walking to the bathroom, Naomi undressed herself and then stepped into the shower. During that time, she remembered the plans that her and Harlow had made. Really they just wanted to catch up with each other. They agreed to meet at the beach. This was great because Naomi really needed to get out of this house. After about thirty minutes in there, she stepped out, grabbed her towel and walked to her bedroom. She dried herself off and went through her draws looking for bathing suits. She placed a pair on her body and then threw the towel on the bed. She walked over to her closet looking for something to wear. She picked out these purple Bermuda shorts and a black pink and purple shirt. She dressed herself, adding on white and pink converses. She sat on her bed waiting for the time they agreed to meet up, but then Naomi just couldn’t take it anymore. She grabbed her keys off the key ring holder and her purse off the kitchen table, and then walked out the door. She walked slowly in the direction of the beach. This nice walk would take her mind off things she hoped, and by time she reached it should be time for Harlow to be there. And if she got there a little early, Naomi wouldn’t mind because she loved the beach. Expect maybe the whole sand in the hair part.
Reaching the beach, Naomi made her way to the front near where the waves would crash against the sand. She walked around five feet from that point, and took a seat. She took of her shoes and then her socks and stood back up. She looked out into the ocean, with her hands on her hips and smiled. She walked slowly towards the water and then walked along the shore lines so that the water was only touching her feet. The beach was such a beautiful place. And being that a lot of people where there, she was loving it even more. [/blockquote][/size] |
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