122. Few Months Later

REBECCA:

FEW MONTHS LATER

I grabbed my coat off the hanger by the side of the door and threw it on, wore my boots and grabbed my bag pack. Gently and quietly, I tried to open the door-

"Rebecca Hoffman, you come back here, right now!" my mother screamed from behind me and I yelped, turned around with a racing heart to find her glaring at me. She was still in her pyjamas and had on her hair net.

"Jesus, Mom! It's 8am. and we have neighbours," I tried to remind her but she only stormed towards me with her face in a pout and grabbed my hands.

"You're not leaving without breakfast, now sit!" She pulled me to a stool in the kitchen and she took out some pots.

"I'm going to run late," I whined. "I have class in about an hour and that professor is as strict as they come."

"I'll come beat him up if you want."

I rolled my eyes as she tried to make something simple and light while I drummed my fingers on the table. I pulled off my jacket and laid it to rest on the counter and scrolled through m