Just a Coincidence

When 17 year old Maddi is told that she has to move back to her childhood town in Ireland, will her life be changed for better or for worse? Will she be willing to leave her Australian life behind? Or will something happen to make the move that little bit easier.

My first Movellas novel. Sorry if it's bad...


4. A New Life

The birds outside were chirping and the sun leaked through the curtains over the window. Maddi woke up at the sight of a very empty room in her new house in Ireland. She rolled over to look at the alarm clock on the bedside table. It read: 7.15am.

'Typical.' Maddi thought, as she wrenched the tangled covers off her stiff body.

 “The only day I can actually sleep in and I still wake up early, stupid jetlag.” Maddi muttered.

After several attempts of falling back to sleep, Maddi soon surrendered and hobbled out of her room, putting her light blue dressing-gown over her pyjamas. She sleepily wandered down the stairs and into the foreign kitchen.

“Good morning angel!” her mum said cheerily, positioned at the wooden dining table. Maddi grunted a morning and moved over to the bench to get her daily breakfast toast.

“Where’s the vegemite?” she asked her mum, looking around the empty kitchen.

“We don’t have any.” Her mum said, her head buried in a newspaper.

“What? Can you go to the shops and get some today please? I need my vegemite.” she pleaded.

“Sweetie,” her mum looked up at her. “They don’t sell vegemite in Ireland."

Maddi looked down at her toast. “Guess its jam then.” She grumbled, buttering the piece of bread. She moved over to the table and sat down with her mum.

“Where’s dad?” Maddi asked with a mouthful of food.

“He just went out for a walk. It’s been a while since we’ve been here. He just wants to get used to the area again.” Her mum said, self-absorbed in the article in front of her.

Maddi continued eating her toast when her mum broke the silence.

“I think you should get a job tomorrow sweetheart.”

Maddi paused. “Really? We just got here. You can at least give me a few days, or weeks even.”

This hit Maddi really hard, the last job she had was fantastic. She would never skip a shift and by habit always wanted to work longer. This didn't always go down well with her parents because they thought she was spending too much time focused on work then on her school work and home life. 

“Your brother is going to school tomorrow and your dad and I have to go start work. Seeing’s though you really have nothing to do, it would be good to keep you busy.”

“I can keep myself busy.” Maddi protested. “I can unpack my stuff and set my room up…”

“Maddi, your stuff hasn’t been delivered yet. It’s coming on Wednesday.” Her mum mentioned. “And it’s Monday now. It will be good for you to get out of the house and make some friends for a day. Keep yourself occupied. Maybe you could find someone to show you around the place. You probably don't remember anything.”

Maddi groaned. “Fine… I’ll go. There are no jobs to get around here anyways.”

“I just happen to recall a waitress job wanted for a café just around the corner.” Her mum suggested her head still in the newspaper.

Maddi rolled her eyes. “Of course you did mum. You know I hate working with people, I have terrible people skills. That's why I worked on a farm. With animals. Not people and last time I checked animals can't talk."

There was no job in the whole of Ireland that could even compare to her beloved job in Aussie.

"Just give it a go. You can move on to a better job if you get sick of it." Helen persisted, glancing up to meet Maddi's highly irritated face. 

“I can try but don’t get your hopes up."

Her mum smiled and returned back to her time, engrossed in the newspaper. Maddi chuckled sarcastically to herself and got up to clear her plate from the table. Today was going to be a very boring day.

By now it was 10 to 8 and Maddi knew it was too early in Australia to Skype her friends. So after much consideration, she went upstairs and got dressed. She wanted to go out today and get some food to actually fill the fridge, knowing that boredom was usually solved by food. She felt like helping her mum out today and letting her relax, as she has her first day at work tomorrow. Maddi brushed her teeth, did her hair up in a high ponytail and stared longingly into the mirror. Make-up or no make-up? After deciding that she didn't give a shit about how she looked, Maddi turned on the radio and danced around whilst getting dressed.

It was quite a cold day today in  Mullingar. It was the middle of Autumn and it was about 10 degrees Celcius. It was way colder then what Maddi was used to in Australia around this time. She threw on some sweats and a warm jumper ruining her ponytail in the process- leaving her hair looking like an exploded bomb. Maddi quickly inserted a couple of bobby pins into her messy hair and swiftly slipped her feet into her beloved ugg boots, while filling her wallet with cash and throwing it into her handbag. After fiddling with her phone for a couple of minutes, Maddi stalked out of the room and approached the front door- ready for whatever the day threw at her.  

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