One Tough Cookie [COMPLETED ✔]

Chapter One

I felt my body land on my bed in a jolt, like I just fell from the sky, and I immediately opened my eyes, my heart rate increased a little, what the fuck just happened?

I looked around me, yep I definitely didn't fall from the sky, wait, is this what they call astral projection?

I heard dad bang on the door, "Amy wake up or you'll be late" he said

rubbing my hand over my face, I replied, "I'm up" my voice sounded a little rasp

When I heard him walk away, I sat up, Combing my fingers through my hair, I glanced at the clock, it's 6:38 am, why didn't I hear my alarm ring,

I went to my closet picked out a black high-waist skinny jeans, black crop top and a pair of black boots, I laid it on the bed.

Then I dragged myself into the bath, took a quick shower, got out and wore the clothes I previously picked out,

I looked in the mirror and noticed how bright I looked in all black, and decided to add another colour to dial it down a bit, if you know what I mean,

I went back to my closet, picked out a grey button-up T-shirt, rolled up the sleeve and loosed the buttons, when I was satisfied with my look, I went into the bathroom and brushed my teeth, yes I prefer to brush after I am clothed,

When I was done brushing my teeth, I packed my chocolate coloured hair into a high ponytail, letting it fall loosely below my shoulders, then applied a little makeup on my face, smiling at the outcome, I winked at myself in the mirror,

"honey come downstairs or you'll be late for school" I heard dad yell

I sighed "Coming dad"

My name is Amy Monroe, but it might as well be Amy Honey Monroe, cause "Honey" is what dad calls me, he always has, so did my mom,

my mind went back to the dream or should I say memory, I had last night, why did I suddenly remember that, was I thinking of her before I slept?, no, I was thinking of dad,

when I entered the kitchen, dad was arranging my plate, it has become somewhat of an hobby for him to cook, he says it reminds him of mom.

You see, my mom was in a car accident five years ago, that caused her to exchange worlds, when it happened I was completely broken, the first two years after her demise were horrible, no matter how I tried to be strong, I wasn't, my life had no meaning, it was sad and lonely, but as time went on, dad helped me realize I wasn't alone and mom wouldn't have wanted me depressed forever, so I got myself together and let time heal my wounds.

Dad dealt with her death differently, he would always put up a smile for me, but I knew he was sad, sometimes he wouldn't sleep, sometimes he would cry when he thinks I'm asleep, and when I heard him cry, I would cry along with him in my room, for the first five months he's eyes were almost permanently red from fatigue or constant tears, after his two months break, he asked for a transfer at work and we moved to a different city to start our life again,

But that was years ago, I could say we don't make a big deal out of her death anymore, but the right words would be, we have made peace with her passing, she may no longer be here, but she will always be in our hearts.

six months ago, I gave dad permission to date, but he laughed told me he was good, well that was then, lately he's been very happy and quite jumpy, I suspect he has finally found someone, but I've heard no news from him, yet.