a new year 1992

[Hannah]

After the holidays everything goes bck to normal. The only difference is, that it is pretty damn cold still.. which is actually not really a difference.

[Jacky]

After we got back from New York, I created some differences for myself though.

I finally decorated the room I got at Ana's place, figuring that if they'd let me stay there for a while I might as well accept that offer fully, instead of keeping my stuff in a bag all the time so I could go whenever I wanted. I made some shelves on which I put my clothes and the few things I owned, like my walkman and stuff. I created a place where I could put my guitar. I bought a stereo for ten dollars at some guy who got it illegally and had to get rid of it, and I bought a couple of casette tapes to play. I stuck two posters on the wall; one of the Doors, and one of a car. And instead of sleeping on the matress on the floor I actually had a bed now.
The room was sorta turning into.. well... *my* room.
At first I was afraid someone would mind, but since nobody mentioned it I figured it was okay.

Today would be the first day of school again, but since I didn't have an alarmclock yet I had asked Ana to wake me up sometime so we all could walk to school together.

[Daz]

Im still staying at Ana's place. The foster home agency havent contacted me yet and to be honest it worries me more and more.
Not the fact they havent contacted me. The fact that when they do ill be torn away from leaving with Ana and Jack, which ive become so used to. We've been through so much now that it wouldnt feel right to be so far away.
New years was the bomb, I couldnt be happier with the life im leading now.. though school is a bit of a downer. Im sure itll change things.
I wake up around 7am and blink my eyes into focus as I peer at the alarm clock. It'll go off soon. I sit up and rub my eyes.

[Jacky]

I'm still asleep at that time, the blankets all kicked away cos it warm in my room and I haven't figured out how to turn down the heating yet. I turn on my other side, with every intention to keep sleeping until at least noon.

[Daz]

I stand up slowly and wonder down stairs, my hair's a mess and im still in my nightdress, but it dosnt really bother me anymore. I feel way to much at home to care.
I turn on the kettle and go off to wake up jack while it boils, because I know he wont get anywhere by himself in the morning
I open the door to his room and have to hold back laughter when I see him laying there in such an awkward position, with the blankets just about everywhere but actually on him. It's really hot and smells really.. boy-like. Ew ..
I walk to the bed and poke his back, as he's facing away from me on his side.
"Time to get up."

[Jacky]

"Ow." My eyes snap open and I roll over so I'm facing Anouk. I attempt to glare at her, but eventually have to grin at her exploded hair (she didn't fix that yet). "Oh my god, who are you and where did you leave my Nouky?" I tease her. I sit up and rub the sleep outta my eyes.

[Daz]

I put my hands to my head to flatten it a little .. "Shut uuuup." When I take my hands down again I push him so he flops back over onto the matress.

[Jacky]

I laugh, roll of the matress and get up. I'm in my boxershorts only but like Anouk, I quite got used to this place as my 'home' so I never bother to put anything on til after breakfast. "Are you gonna make me a fancy breakfast?" I try to convince Anouk, "With fresh orange juice and stuff."

[Daz]

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrhmmm.. No." I roll my eyes, smirking.. "Wouldnt it be more appropriate for you to make some for me, Jacky? Be all romantic.. come on, you know you wanna."

[Jacky]

"Oh hell yeah. Just not in the morning." I smirk and we go downstairs together, heading to the kitchen to argue some more about who's making breakfast. We'll end up eating cereal, probably.