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Sleeping Not So Beautiful part 3
I went into the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair. Camilla had also gotten me a new hair brush and toothbrush with mint toothpaste. If I were to name all the new things she got me though, the list would go on forever. I love Target.
I checked my phone to see if I had any new texts. I was surprised that I had one. I hadn’t expected my Beanies to text me. Camilla either. I almost dropped my phone; my hands were trembling so much. I opened it. I almost cried when I saw it was only an advertisement.
But when I looked more closely I saw it was a Smartphone advertisement. A Smartphone that claimed all users made fast online friends. New friends!! All I wanted was new friends!
I ran downstairs to tell Camilla, my worries forgotten about my grandma’s news.
“Camilla, I have GOT to get this. Please, please, please?!” That last part wasn’t needed because as soon as Camilla heard I wanted something, she had grabbed her purse and car keys.
We raced to the car, my phone still clutched in my hands. Camilla was only focused on the road as we speeded down the road to the nearest Best Buy. Camilla didn’t care about speeding. She had never gotten a speeding ticket in her life. I was convinced she was a movie star.
She pulled into the parking lot, taking a spot closest to the door. I jumped out of the passenger side, Camilla following, and raced to the entrance. I waved quickly at the man, and then walked over to the phone section. Camilla was already there, looking over brand names. She picked up the most expensive phone.
“Would this be okay?” She asked. “It has lots of storage space”. I looked at the price and my mouth dropped open. Camilla was willing to buy me an $800 phone!
“Really?” I asked her, my jaw dropping. “That’s really expensive. I could be happy with one of these.” I pointed to a much cheaper phone.
“No, no. You can’t have anything but the best.” She calls over her shoulder. She’s already going to check out. I hurry after her, trying to keep up. She parts the crowd and cuts right to the front of the check- out line.
“Camilla, we can’t do this”, I whisper.
“Yes we can Alia dear”, Camilla whispers back. Okay, now I’m sure she’s a movie star.
We check-out with the woman, and Camilla handed me the bag.
“All yours,” she said softly, a smile forming on her perfect face. With that smile I saw how hard she tried to be the perfect mother. I could see she was trying to make up the lost years with my grandma. Whoa. I was starting to sound all lovey-dovey-sappy. Still, I was pretty good at reading expressions.
My grandma was a very expressive person. I had practiced on her expressions for years.
On the ride home I was quiet. Camilla had turned the radio on, and I was glad for the distraction. The car radio was another thing I had just discovered when I came to live with Camilla. It was one of my favorites.
Camilla drummed her fingers on the steering wheel when while we waited at the stop light. Now was the perfect time to ask her what I had wanted to know.
“Camilla?” I asked timidly. “Can I ask you something?”
“ You just did,” Camilla answered, but turned around and smiled. I breathed a sigh of relief.
“Are you a movie star?” I blurted out. Right after I said that I regretted it. Camilla laughed.
“I guess you could call me that. I used to be a super model. Not a movie star, though.”
“Well that really wasn’t what I wanted to ask you. I wanted to know what would happen if I went over my limit of apps. Do you really think I would fall asleep?”
“I don’t know sweetie. Do you trust your grandmother?”
I thought about that. Sure grandma had tried her hardest to understand me, but her hardest wasn’t anything compared to Camilla.
Camilla drove on. She was softly singing along to the radio. I was still thinking about what she had said to me. Did I trust my grandma?
Camilla turned into her mansion and the door guard opened the gate for us. Camilla nodded politely and continued. I had never noticed the splendor of her house before. Now I noticed every wonderful detail.
Camilla stopped the car and I hopped out. I cradled my new present carefully. I couldn’t afford to drop it when Camilla had spent so much on it. I knew she would replace it in a heartbeat, but she had already done so much for me it seemed like an insult.
Look for part 4!
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My name is Rachel. I am ten yeas old and in fifth grade at Nettleton. I have four chickens as pets and love to play soccer.
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