Live Life (To The Fullest).

She was broken with a past that she wouldn't change; she had learned so much from it. He was just a guy who had responsibility forced on him; he never took things so seriously. And then there was Zac.

“Mom!”

Audrina sighed, cleaning the table as her boss watched her from afar. “Zac, please don’t yell in here.”

The raven haired boy ignored his mother, still marching to her and slapped the paper 

on the table. “Yeah, but this is more important than this job.”

She let out another sigh, picking it up and hoping it wasn’t another conference form. “Attention all parents, due to health issues Principal Walters with be retiring this week...blah, blah, blah…a ceremony for the new principal will be on Friday, we ask that you all attend…” She looked up at the 10 year old with very little patience. “Okay, so?”

“So, now you don’t have to worry about me being in trouble anymore! The fat fart is leaving!” He cheered, only to be shushed.

“Zachary,” He flinched at his full name, “You can’t blame him for you pulling all those pranks.”

“But he deserved it, Mom!” His eyes, almost a dark purple in the lighting, plead. “I did nothing but a few harmless things.”

“So he was wrong for giving you Saturday detention for letting all of the lab mice out of the cages yesterday?” She crossed her arms against her chest.

He looked away. “That’s not the point.”

She grabbed his face, turning it back to her. “Listen to me. You are not about to ruin your academic record because you have bad behavior.  You’re a very smart boy, God knows why you hate showing it, but please try and behave, just this once? You’ll be leaving the 6^th grade soon enough.”

“Fine.” His eyes met with something in the distance. “Hey, how much does a cinnamon roll cost here?”

Audrina rolled her eyes, giving him two dollars as he left his backpack on the table, a few pencils rolling out, along with a folder. She shook her head, placing them bag in as her eyes met with a picture at the bottom of the bag. She took it out, looking and then glaring at it, shoving it back in before Zac could come back.

Going back to the kitchen of the small diner, she put herself to work angrily as her friend Natasha shook her head, knowing the problem. “There’s nothing wrong with Zac missing his father a little, Audrina.”

“I never said there was anything wrong with it, I just hate he can’t own up to his responsibility!” She washed the dishes quickly, irritation written on her face. “The boy’s 10 years old and he hasn’t spent more than an hour’s time with him! The hell’s wrong with him!”

Natasha rolled her eyes. “I warned you about him, didn’t I? I told you the second you stepped through those doors in 10^th grade, and not even a full month later you were crying because he’d knocked you up. Of course he was going to stay for those nine months; he wanted to see your life crumble. He was probably laughing when your parents kicked you out, and when no one else in your family would help, he knew you’d come to him. He planned your downfall, Audrina, and I told you it was going to happen!”

The 27-year-old redhead clutched the sink, as if she was about to rip it off the wall and toss at her. “Shut up, Natasha. I know what happened; I don’t need you to remind me.”

“Apparently you did.” The blonde’s heels clacked as she came closer to her. “Why else would you ask a ridiculous question like that?”

She was silent as the blonde grabbed her by her ponytail, her hissing in pain. “That’s what I thought.”

She fell to the ground, glaring at her friend in anger and in envy. If this had been with any other person, they would’ve comforted her, not bring back the pain she was trying to get rid of. No, Natasha was always that way, seeing that if you remember your pain and she inflicted just a small dose, you’d stop whining about it.

That was one of the many reasons they were so close, and the reason Audrina considered her a sister.

Despite the fact that she did actually have two older sisters, whom were both married and living in other states, they had never treated her properly, most likely from the fact that she was so close to their father and almost defending him, even when he was in the wrong. They were always the perfect daughters, with their blonde hair and blue eyes, just like Mother, while she was the outcast, getting her father’s wild red tresses and her grandmother’s green eyes. Natasha was there for her, and she understood her, while they couldn’t even fathom why she was so important.

“Mom?” The voice made her snap out of her thoughts, looking up towards her son. 

“Mom, I’m going home now.”

She nodded, not saying a word as he walked off with his backpack hanging off one shoulder. She watched him until he was out of sight. “Audrina?”

The woman groaned, getting up and marching to her boss’s office. “What now?”

“I want you to take off for a couple of weeks"”

“NO!” She protested. “You know damn well I need the money for-”

“Let me finish.” He held up a finger. “I’ll pay you double your weekly pay.”

Her eyes widened. “Wha-Why?”

“You seem stressed.” He scribbled out a check, then ripped it out of the booklet. “And I’m tired of your son bursting in here like that.”

She rolled her eyes. “What did you expect; He’s my son, after all.”

“Good point.” The man laughed. “Have a nice rest. I’ll call you when I think you’re ready.”

“Or I’ll just show up randomly.” She shrugged, walking out and grabbing her bag. She glared a final time at Natasha, who only smiled at her, and then exited the building, hoping she could catch her son.

She got in the car and drove on, slowing when she spotted the long dark hair. He waved, opening the car door and getting in. “Got off early?”

“Try I’ve been sent away for a few weeks. Got a break.” She absentmindedly ran a hand through his locks. “Geez, we should cut this before people start mistaking you as a girl…”

“If they did, it’d be the last thing they’d say.” He smirked evilly, the thought in his head, but a light swat on the head knocked it out of the window. “Ow, Ma!”

“Don’t even, Zac.” She laughed as he pouted, turning to the window. “Besides, your ends are terrible. It’ll only take a second, and I’ll even wash it for you.”

“Really?” She could hear the happiness in his voice. “Well, okay, just not too much.”

She laughed again, ruffling his hair as they arrived at the home. “C’mon, I wanna finish before my show comes on!”

“You’re such a mom.” He laughed with an eye roll, as they got out and went inside.

Author's Note

Well, this one's just the intro, so please, let me get the official first chapter up before you make a full judgement. This isn't my first story, but it is the first I'm thinking of getting actually published.

It'll be a trilogy, in the following order:

1. Live Life (To The Fullest).
2. Laugh Lots (At Life's Imperfections).
3. Love Much (Like It's All That Matters).

Yup, got it planned mostly. I'm trying to write the story out as I see it, and I want it to stand out from everything else that relates to this, so I'm not making this some sappy love story; oh no. But I won't give too much away. I hope you all enjoy this story as much as I like writing it (which is plenty).

Reviews

[Ashley]

I enjoyed reading this. It's an amazing story and I hope maybe it'd be turned into a book one day.

[steph]

Well get on with it will you LOL I want to see what happens next. I really like the story so far. Its down to earth and interesting. I invited you to be a friend, so send me a read request when laugh lots is on... Thanks