The Foxmaid

A New Me

It's another day.Wait, a new day? I look around. It's the new house! I must have slept a lot. I don't even know when we got here. The last thing I remember is me eating the potato chips mum gave me. I must have been carried up here and I don't even remember that. It's weird. I'm not a deep sleeper, even the slightest noise can wake me. Well, Knock it off your mind Baby,It's not so bad to sleep soundly for once. That's true,I should stop thinking about it.I slept really well. Besides, I have something better to do.

I stretch and get out of bed. I wash up and start sorting out my things. In no time, the room is disorganized. Wow, I think I understand my parents a little now, not completely though. Unpacking is really something else. It's been more than an hour and all I have achieved is my clothes and other things scattered all over the room. I thought I could quickly arrange them in minutes. I guess I was wrong. Harder than it seems. Now,I miss Mum. My stomach is rumbling. I think I need to take a break and find something to eat. Thinking about food, I'm already getting excited. On our way here,before I blacked out,Mum had told us that since we were now seniors, we had to learn to fend for ourselves. So, she thought about it and allowed us to look after ourselves for a week. That's when she told us the house had three floors. I and Anderson's room were on the third floor and everything we would need was on the second floor. First floor was for mum and

dad for a week and therefore off limits. She admitted that it would also give her and dad some private time together. I should start thinking of how to spend one week without Mum and Dad. Mum and Dad said the chances of running into either one of them is Zero point a thousand Zeros probability. I could wake

up really late in the morning and no one

would scold me. Ah, what was that? I just bumped my head into something hard. It was a door. It must be Steve's room. While I was daydreaming about how I would spend a week without my parents,I must have gotten up and walked out of my room. The collision jolted me back to reality. The door opened.I was still rubbing the spot I hit on the door. He was asking if I was okay. "I'm fine, nothing much", I replied. I entered. I can't believe my eyes. His room is really great. The decor is amazing. It's painted blue and green, Steve's favorite colours. There are different shades of blue. One wall looks like the sky and another looks like the ocean and another looks like a forest. The colours also blend in well. It is a real work of art. There are also paintings on the wall. The walk-in closet is also so amazing. Mum must have completely changed his wardrobe, it was filled with new clothes. Hmm, what's this?I smell oats. He has a mini kitchen and a refrigerator.This room is a complete killer. My stomach reminds me of its emptiness. Steve tells me to sit and have breakfast first. We had oats and milk. It tasted extra good, maybe because I was hungry. Well,Steve is a great cook. He enjoys cooking. It's his hobby just like Mum.His refrigerator is filled with snacks. I'm going to come here often. I look at Steve. He is cleaning up. I'm staring at Steve right now.

Steve and I grew up together, in the same house. He's a few months older than I am. We used to hang out together all the time. We practically did everything together. We used to sneak back to the living room in the middle of the night to watch cartoons. We liked watching them so much back then. We were still small. I can't believe we're now grown-ups. We had a big fight recently just before we moved and I said he wasn't my best friend anymore.I said he was arrogant despite being a jinx and a loser. I only said those out of anger. I didn't mean any of those. He provoked me. He got tickets for us to go watch a movie. He had told me beforehand but I completely forgot. He waited for me but I didn't show up. He got home and was so angry.

He said I didn't take him seriously. He said I was a snob and a dummy. Then,he said I was arrogant and that I was a jinx. He didn't even let me explain. So,I got angry and said those words. Maybe I was wrong. I didn't pay a lot of attention to him. He didn't like being kept waiting and I always kept him waiting. It was like he was my best friend and I wasn't his best friend. We were always doing things I like and not the other way around. Also, I never listened to him. I always called him a talkative. Actually, when he told me he bought us movie tickets. I told him I'd rather not go and tried to talk him out of it but he insisted. He said he had been anticipating that particular movie and begged me to come.He doesn't like watching movies alone.So, I reluctantly agreed. Later, I wasn't so keen on going so I told him I'd meet him there instead of going together. I planned to only sleep a little but I overslept and the next thing was angry Anderson at my door. It was all my fault. I should have been more patient and attentive. More so I should have apologized but I didn't. Maybe he was right about me, I'm such a...

"Hey, hey Baby".

"Oh, uh,yes. Sorry about that. Were you talking to me?"

"Are you okay? You were completely out. What were you thinking about?".

"Um, nothing much. Don't start getting ideas. I wasn't thinking about you. Well, that would be completely ridiculous, don't you agree?"

" That's out of the blue. Where's that coming from? You sound uh, well, you know how you sound".

Well, our fight has taken too long. We need to settle it.

"Sorry".

"What did you say? Sorry, I didn't hear you well".

"I said, I am sorry".

"I don't understand you. What are you sorry for? Did you do something wrong?"

All right, I really didn't want to do this but he leaves me no choice. I see someone wants to play dumb,uh. Let's do this the hard way. I'll play his game with him but he better be ready for my outburst.

"I'm sorry for everything,all right. I shouldn't have stood you up,made you miss the movie you really wanted to watch and for such a ridiculous reason.I should have been more patient. I shouldn't have gotten angry even when you said I was dumb and snobbish and..."

"Oh, Baby, don't say that. I shouldn't have said those hurtful words. I didn't mean them. I should be the one apologizing to you. I'm sorry. I really am. I should have said this a long time ago but I had some things on my mind so I completely forgot. I didn't know it was still bothering you".

"I'm sorry too. So, are we cool now?"

"Of course,we are. We always were and we will always be".

"That's great. Wait, you were not mad at me at all?

"Yes, why?"

"You did not tell me about how great you were doing at basketball. You didn't brag about the fact that you have watched a movie I hadn't watched. You rarely talked to me".

"Okay, maybe I was, a little bit. I thought you'd prefer reading".

" I'm sorry. Now, why don't we do some catching up on what the past week has been like".

I stand up and grab a box of chocolate. We both smile. We can eat chocolate all we want now. There's a Zero point a thousand Zeros probability anyone is going to tell us to stop eating chocolate and give us a lengthy lecture about why we should not.

Well, that was not so bad. I actually feel good now that we've made up. I've gotten that off my chest. We sat and talked for hours eating snacks. Although Mum said we could do anything we want,

we still ended up eating only the amount of chocolate she had always allowed us to. Can you believe that after all the work I did this morning, the room wasn't mine. It was just the extra room on the second floor. Anderson said I was too heavy so he had to drop me at the nearest available room. I also should quit walking absent-mindedly. I can't believe I went up the stairs. I could have sworn I didn't. Something worse could have happened than just bumping into a door. There's also something cool. There's a door that leads to my room from Steve's room. Steve showed me my room. It was also wonderful. Pretty much the same. Only, instead of a mini kitchen,I had a mini library filled with different books. My walls were painted blue and white, my favorite colours. I also had a walk-in closet and it was filled with new clothes just like Steve's. The view from the window was also breathtaking. Oh, the garden also. It was just wonderful. Not to forget, Our new bicycles. The bicycles were pretty cool. By the time we finally finished catching up and taking a tour of the house,we realized we had been talking for hours and we were famished. So, we decided to go take a shower and get something to eat. Since we have new bicycles,we figured we might as well test them by racing down the street to buy pizza. We would also get familiar with the neighborhood and we could do other things while we were out too. It was just the perfect idea. Just so you know,it was my idea.

I just finished taking a shower. I put on one of my old clothes suitable for cycling. It's my favorite. I must certainly win the race. I'm kinda worried we might lose our way. I'm starting to wonder whether it was such a good idea after all.

Steve is already downstairs. I wonder how he's so fast. He has brought the bicycles out. He's also wearing his favorite cycling outfit. We start the race.

I don't know who won the race but we had fun. I booked tickets to the movie we

missed. He was surprised and excited. The movie was extremely interesting. I shouldn't have told him how much I enjoyed it. He couldn't stop giving me the "I told you so". face. We ended up walking around a lot. We planned to only window shop but I ended up seeing something I liked and we ended up buying it. We ended up getting home late. Thank God we had already eaten dinner at a restaurant that Steve said he wanted to try out. When we got home, we were really tired and went to bed immediately.

I'm already on the bed. I totally loved today. It was really great. I should not forget to say my prayers. Mum always says to pray before sleeping.

"Lord God, I thank you for today. I pray you give me a chance to be closer to you. Today, I realized I'm no more a baby. I want to have a connection with you just like my mother and not pray just because she tells me to. I also want to be a better person. Father, help me to be reborn in the name of Jesus.Amen". "Thank you Lord". A prayer is never complete without Thanksgiving; Mum always says it. I can't believe I almost forgot. But it's alright because tomorrow there won't be only a new house, new clothes, new shoes and a new environment. There will also be A New Me.