Chapter 2

"How is it possible that you take longer to get ready than me?" Charlotte complains as I walk out of my bathroom fully dressed for the day "Because your wardrobe is mostly the same stuff," I say with an eye roll as I pull my long brown hair into a high ponytail "Can you hand me my glasses?" I say as I point towards my bedside table that has my black rimmed eyeglasses lying on top. She grabs them off of the table and walks towards me before she opens them and places them over my eyes. She smiles at me before she kisses my cheek and grabs my wrist which causes me to blush. She's usually never this affectionate with me. "Come on, I can smell your mom's famous banana bread" she says as she pulls me out of my room and downstairs. As soon as we reach the kitchen the smell of my mom's banana hits me in the face which causes me to smile in delight. My mom is a well known culinary chef and baker. She's been able to keep me out of the public eye since she knows what happens to some people when they get overwhelmed. "Hey, Ms. Bailey" Charlotte says with a smile as she lets go of my hand and walks towards a barstool. My mom turns away from the oven and smiles wide when her eyes land on Charlotte. "Charlotte, I haven't seen you around here in awhile. How have you been?" My mom asks as she walks towards her and gives her a hug "I've been good" Charlotte replies as she wraps her arms around my mom in an appreciative hug. Here's something that Charlotte will never mention or approve. She's very emotional, but she likes to pretend that she's not. I'm lucky that she's not afraid to show her real emotions to me. "Aspen, eat" my mom says as she point to the plate of banana bread in front of me When did that get there? I pick up a fork and start to devour the delicious treat as my mom washes the dishes.