Thirty

May’s POV

“May, where are you?”

“In here.” I said as soon as I heard Emily’s voice. She had told me she was coming to my place soon, but I didn’t think it would be this fast. I heard her walked to where I was in my room.

I was glad my apartment was in order, because I had gotten so much done, and it looked all arranged now, with a sweet scent of pine filling the air. I just loved that smell.

“Girl, I can believe you’ve done so much in such short time.” Emily said and I giggled just before she walked into the room.

Emily's eyes connected to mine where I was sitting on the floor with some clothes around me. “What are you doing?” she asked with a frown, looking at me as if I was doing something I shouldn’t.

“Don’t give me a look as if you just caught my hand in some cookie jar, Em, I’m obviously folding these clothes for the closet.” I said, shaking my head at her.

She sighed and rolled her eyes before walking over to me and sitting right beside me right there on the floor. “Smart ass.”