"Hey, dad, I'm going to the Blacks to see jacob after school, do you think you can organise your own dinner?," i asked when in my rush down the stairs. I was running late for school again.
I hope that charlie understand that when i said organise, i mean order pizza not cook, i want to come home to a house, not ash.
"Ok Bells, One cheese pizza should be enough" he snickered. Charlie had been given days off from work lately, for his back. He fell while taking out the trash. It was then when i realised that my clunsiness was in fact gene related.
i scuffed over to his side, struggling to get on my bag and still put on my parker.
I bent down and stole a hug for a second.
"Now dad, i know you cant do much, but please dont watch Tv all day, or at least in a certain position for too long" I said while leaving in my continued hurry.
Stopping and realising that these steps were a real hazard, i took it slow, a comment replied from inside.
"Ok, Nurse Bella."