Roseline sigh as she sat on her bed as supporting her upper body with earphones plugged into her ears, tears ran down her face as the recorded audio played. Giggles and a lot of laughter, buzzed in her ears through thin wires. It had been almost 5 days since they left. Things went back to normal a bit. She looked out the window as a little girl spoke something in a childish voice in the audio. Where are you...? A thought ran down her head as she started at the noon sun. The beautiful sun rays touching her feet. It was almost half down. The sparks of its rays spread along the city making it perfect for a nice day. Her tears glowed as some of the rays reached there to touch them and then slowly and soothingly feel down. Roseline leaned up a straightening her spine as she took the water bottle placed beside her on the night stand in her hands. Opening up the cap she placed the top of it over her mouth and took a gulp of the liquid, it ran down her dry throat giving it a cool feel.
She took a few more gulps of it before screwing it back close and tossing it back on the table.

She took her phone which was placed on her lap and switched it open. She paused the audio named as ' hide and seek ft. Mum'.

She scrolled up a bit as songs passed and a thought appeared in her head. I wanna dance. She got up on her feet, stretching up a bit of her stiffened muscles and walked to her wardrobe. She opened it as a burst of clothes appeared in her sight.

Ingonring them she opens up one of the two drawers , which was filled with random stuff which included brushes, pens and pencils and a lot more, searching through the stuff she took a box in her hand before closing it back up.

It was a mini speaker. She bought it on her 10th birthday from what she could recall.

Switching on the little white box, Roseline connected it to her phone using a tiny little wire, it was rather some old type music box not like those sold now with Bluetooth in them.

Roseline scrolled through some songs before before eventually playing one. The music burst through the little box, but not loud enough. She turned it all the way up.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dVX9meTbihg

With placing both the box and her on the night stand she walked back as she moved with the rhythm. Her hands slowing flowing up the movement, and she danced, danced with her heart, she danced through her pain. Moving along the beat.

But sadly the song came to an end. Now she was all sweated up with it dripping down her forehead.

She wanted to give it another go but it was the time to leave for somewhere.
She looked in the mirror checking out her own outfit, it was not ready for the out look, so she changed into some black jeans and a white shirt, the Roseline look.

She walked into her bathroom, switching on the tap splashing some water on her sweaty face.

Closing the door behind her while patting her face with a piece of cloth she walked to her dressing table.

Taking a moisturizer she applied it on her face, after combing up her hair, she was ready to go.

She walked down the streets of Beverly Hills as she chewed on some gum.

She looked at the lake that passed past her. She kept on walking until she reached her location. She looked up at the sign board. ' the fix up garage'ut read. She walked inside, vehicles all around with mechanics fixing them, customers having up their conversation with them. Ignoring all this she walked to the main desk of the owner, he was busy talking to a worker when from the corner of his eye he noticed her.

Excusing himself he turned to her.

" hello Roseline. " he said in his loud raspy voice.

" hello Mr. Tiller. " Roseline greeted back.

" so you are finally here. "
He continued .

" yeah." she replied with a smile.

" see around a bit and then I guess you'll start from next week?" he questioned.

" sure. " she answered.

He gave her a slight smile. Before calling up one of the workers to show her around.

The place was wide and nicely cleaned . It was one of the top garagares in the city. Taylor tiller, the owner of the place and friends with Roseline's father. He was in his early thirties , he was a colleague of Roseline's father at work before they shut down the company. He had a nice gentleman type face and could be easily mistaken to be in his 20s. He had typical brown hair which complimented which his tan skin. He was fond of vehicles . So after the business ran down he decided to open up a garage.

Roseline insisted to her father to let her get this part-time job. He clearly wasn't fine with it but gave in. A little did she knew how to repair a vehicles and this seemed perfect.

After looking around the whole place she took her leave. Walking down the little crowded streets she looked at the sky not paying much attention to her path. But God brings back people to ground when thy fly too much as they say. Roseline fell back as she bumped into a broad chest. She placed a hand over her waist whining at the feel of the pain in her lower body. She looked up at the person who was the cause of it.

" rose? What the heck? " sandy said as she stared at the figure on the ground with bags in her hand.

Roseline turned her head and there stood Jayden.

" what are you guys doing here? " she questioned still down on the ground.

" we were just coming back from the nearby store, I had to buy the groceries and found Jayden on my way back. " sandy explained.

" oh great." she said as she got up rubbing her back a bit to remove some dust.

" let's get home, Jayden is staying for dinner. " sandy explained as she looked over at him and he just nodded with a smile.

With that they made their way back home.

" hello? " Christensen spoke through the device placed before his ear.

" yes honey!" a women replied back with a cheerful response .

" how are you, Riley? " he asked as a smile spread across his face as her voice hitter his ears.

" I'm doing great! How are you? " she said back with the same tone in her voice.

" I'm also doing absolutely amazing. " he said as he walked back and forth with the device.

" that's great to know honey. " she exclaimed and he giggled.

" you know what you never changed. " he acknowledged as he fidgeted with a pen in his hand.

" I know right." the women on the other side making him give in a laugh.

" how is your father?" she asked.

" he's fine, rude as always. " he responded throwing the pen into a holder.

" take him easy boy he's just a dude who is damn rude. " she joked.

" haha I know. " and the talk went on for a while before she decided to hung up.

Christ threw his phone on his bed before walking to his balcony. He leaned against the edge in one of the corners as he started at the stars.

I love you, Riley. Take care of yourself.

Christensen Ebert

-to be continued

Happy friendship day y'all! ^^