Strawberry Slices by hanna14 (english books to improve english txt) 📖

me and started to paw my leg until I pet his head. I popped the candy into my mouth, getting a sweet taste and starting to chew away the sugar coating. My favorite part was the sour middle. I made a sour face and laughed at the feeling I always get, a tingling tickle sensation in my cheek. Laying my head on Popsicle made him squirm and he jumped off the couch and into the kitchen.
I got up and searched for my phone, when I found it I texted Cameron, thanking him and letting him know that I was ok. He replied rather quickly and aid that the place was empty and to feel better. I then decided to call Lucy. She did not answer so I decided to go down to her apartment. I grabbed my pink silk robe and tied it tight. I slipped my fuzzy slippers on and went to the kitchen. Noticing that Popsicle’s bowl was empty, I got out his puppy food, filled it to the top, and then poured some fresh, cold water into the other one. I grabbed my keys and went to the living room to say good-bye and grab my phone. Nearly knocking me over, Popsicle rushed over to the food dish and started eating. I waved good-bye and slowly headed to the door.
Holding onto the elevators railing, and closing my eyes helped from keeping me from being sick in front of all of the people standing next to me. When the door opened, I pushed my way through the door and went to Lucy’s apartment. I knocked, but did not get an answer in return, and the door was unlocked so I headed in. I walked past the cat and peeked into the bedroom. She was sprawled out and drooling all over her pillow. Not wanting to wake her, I decided to make hot coffee. While waiting, I decided to relax on her pearl white chair. I propped my feet up on the little atmen and waited for the sound of the coffee brewing to conclude. After about ten minutes, I got up and headed to the kitchen. The sound of my slippers scuffing on the hardwood flooring, and the slight snoring coming from down the hall made me feel like I lived here.
After knowing Lucy for almost ten years, I knew exactly what foods she ate, how she liked her food and drinks prepared her dreams and her fears, her secrets, and her fetishes. Therefore, I got out to tall coffee mugs and filled them a quarter from the top. I got out the creamer and counted until seven before stopping pouring it; this was always how we got the exact amount needed for the coffee to taste perfect. After putting the creamer back in the fridge, I headed to the bedroom with both cups of coffee. I set them on the side table and sat next to Lucy. After attempting to wake her up by tapping her shoulder, I decided to wake her up by rubbing her head and talking to her.
She rolled over and looked at me. I put my hand down and smiled. She glared at me and rolled back over. “Have you been in bed all day?”
“Mhm.” She said with a sigh.
“Well you’re not sleeping anymore. I have not been able to, so you cannot either. I have been back and forth to the bed and the couch and to the bathroom.” I pushed her shoulder and she rolled onto her stomach.
Pushing herself off the pillow, her light brown hair hanging in her face, she sat up and stared at me. “Who opened the studio? Cameron?”
“Yeah, he came over to get the key and then he opened the shop and took all of my appointments. Was the bakery open today?”
“Yes, and Alex went down to help with the registers.” She reached for her coffee, fake grabbing something in the air because she couldn’t reach it. I grabbed her mug and handed it to her.
We both sat Indian style on her queen sized silk-sheeted bed, drinking our coffee every other sentence. After what felt like an hour, we decided to eat something. So we both climbed out of bed and went to the kitchen. She cracked some eggs into the pan while I put the toast into the toaster. We stood by the counters in silence as the food cooked. The toast popped up and I grabbed two paper plates and waited for the scrambled eggs to be finished cooking. She placed a bunch of scrambled egg on top of the toast and I placed the other piece on top. We headed back to the bedroom with more coffee. I opened the window a crack as Lucy sat down and got situated and comfortable. I sat back down and then shot back up, it seemed I always sat on things and I did not think I had a big butt… I glanced down and nothing was there. I glanced at Lucy, who was silently dying from laughter.
“What?” I laughed, sitting back down.
“You’re face. It was priceless.”
“Oh, ha ha, what did I sit on?” Raising one eyebrow and smiling.
“The cat’s tail, and oooh did he run.” She laughed again and spilled her eggs onto the bed.
“Nice that was very slick.” I smirked, and leaned forward to help her clean it up.
She pushed my hand away “I can do it.” She smiled, leaned down and started to lick up the egg. When she came back up, there was a huge wet spot where the eggs had been.
“You are such a freak.” I was laughing so hard my side started hurting. I put my plate of eggs on the side table and lied down, breathing heavy and holding my side.
After a few moments of random laughing, I sat up and grabbed my eggs to continue eating. The contrast of crunchy and soft tasted good, especially because if was so warm and made me feel better. We sat there for a while more and then Willy came in. He hopped o the bed and stopped, mid-stride, when he saw me. He turned and jumped off the bed and left. We started laughing again and then Lucy got up and disappeared into the bathroom rather quickly. Waiting for her to return, I climbed under the sheets and pulled out my phone from my robe pocket. I rubbed my stomach as I texted Cameron. He didn’t reply, obviously he was busy.
“Is it ok if I go back to bed?” Lucy asked, with big and pleading eyes.
“Yeah, I’m sorry. I just I actually wanted to talk about last night…” I patted the bed, indicating she sit next to me.
She sat beside me and I starred at her. She stared back and then to the wall. “I’m sorry I didn’t say anything to her.” She looked at me and then back to the wall.
“Don’t be sorry Lucy, I’m glad you didn’t. Because I said something to Lauren and you always are the one to say something, so it made me feel good, knowing that I can defend myself. You know?”
“Ya. I guess I just always wanted to punch them both in their mouths and you know I love you and you are my best friend.” She grabbed my hand and rubbed the top of it.
“I know. You know that I love you too. I just, I need to defend me sometimes and me never did it before yesterday. And I think that is why I drank so much last night. It felt so invigorating to scream back at her, and you have no idea how bad I wanted to pop her in the mouth.” Clenching my fist and grinding my teeth together showed how mad I was.
“Relax. It’s over now. And this is New York City; we will probably never see her around here again.” She lay down and rolled over. I grabbed the covers and covered her up. Giving her an air kiss and leaving without another word.
I headed back to the apartment and decided to take a hot bubble bath. Just as I was about to strip bare, Cameron replied.
Hey sorry I was in a shoot. Not a lot of extra customers today. But how are you feeling?
I replied with a simple; been better. :/
I set my phone down and turned my IPod on. Turning the water to the perfect temperature and letting it fill to the top made me happy. I loved taking baths in my Jacuzzi tub, but I rarely did so. After the tub was filled, I squeezed a few vanilla extract drops into the water, changed the song to a relaxing Carrie Underwood one and climbed in. I relaxed as the bubbles from the pumps went up my back and tickled my feet. Taking baths always relaxed me, especially because I took them a certain way all the time. I had a vanilla bean scented candle on the side of the tub, my IPod was on and I was soaking in vanilla scented water.
My head rested on the edge of the tub as I sunk even lower into the water. I drifted into a daydream about my childhood. The fun times I had in High School, and the many times that I saw Lauren and Alison at the mall and Lucy and I wanted to beat them up, and the times I spent with my family at holiday get together’s. When the water started to get cold and I came back to reality, hearing the end of Love like Woe by The ready Set. I pushed myself out of the tub and unplugged the drain. I grabbed a towel, hung my robe on the back of the bathroom door, wrapped myself tight and headed to my room. As I opened the door, I heard the door close. My eyes shot to the door, and there stood, Cameron.
I could feel my face getting red and I was standing in my short little towel, soaking wet and there he stood, about ten feet away in his red button down and ripped jeans, hair messy and smiling at me. I looked down to the floor and then back at him. He glanced up to my face and pointed to my room. I giggled and headed to my bedroom. I closed the door behind me and quickly scurried around my room, looking for a good bra and a pair of pants. After only finding a pair of baggy sweat pants and a short tank top, I grabbed my brush and went to the living room. I pulled my shirt down, smiled and went into the bathroom again. Brushing my hair as quickly as possible, ripping the knots out of my head and putting my pajamas into the hamper before he left.
“Sorry about that. I didn’t know you were coming over to drop the key off.” I smiled and walked over to him. I hopped onto the counter and crossed my legs. I stared at him as he leaned against the refrigerator across from me.
“I texted you, I’m sorry, I should of called. Next time, I will. Promise.” He smiled and looked to the living room and then back to me. You like the candy?”
“I did very much, thank you. I really appreciate it.” I smiled and rocked side to side. “How did you know that was my favorite candy anyway?”
“You told me one day at work, I was eating one and you said you loved them, and you could eat them all the time.” He smiled and leaned forward.
“Well I thank you.” Just about to say something else, he spoke.
“I put your key by your purse.” He pointed to