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...


6. The Phonecall


Work… Work… Work- That was the only word that was constantly running through Maddi's head. She sat at the kitchen table, flipping through the pages of the 'Job' section in the local newspaper.

'Currently available'

'Limited Hours'

'Help needed'

'Casual work'

'Full time work'

Maddi rolled her eyes at each ad- all of which begged for attention through the pages.

'Shelf stocker'



"Eww, eww, eww.." She commented, scribbling through each available position in a big fat permanent marker.

'Needs degree'

'Needs experience'

'Needs ..'

Maddi slammed the newspaper down and leapt out of her chair in fury. This shouldn't be so hard- so why is it?! She stormed through the house, cursing through her teeth, making her way to the front door.

The only thing that calmed Maddi down was air-

She broke into a run down the street, feeling the need to leave every frustration behind. Yesterday had been a rough one- especially after the mishap in the confectionary. 

Maddi arrived at the video store, hoping to have a relaxing aternoon watching movies. She soon found out that the video store didn't have The Notebook or Finding Nemo!! What idiots decided to live without Nemo?! Though after finding the last copy of Titanic and My Sister's Keeper, Maddi trudged back through the streets, wanting to get home as soon as possible.

Though, being naive as she is; Maddi thought this was just the worst of it.

She stormed into the house and plonked herself on the couch. Luckily the television was set up in her lounge room, she would've gone insane if it wasn't.

It wasn't until Titanic finished that Maddi decided to find her phone from under the piles of tissues to let her friends know that she is actually alive. Since the heartbreak moment at the airport, Maddi hasn't kept in touch with her friends at all. She really hated herself for it. Why should she let one of her 'friends' ruin her other friendships.

Her phone was lit up with notifications.

*69 messages from 'Grace is a sexy beast xox' *

*56 messages from 'SamBamPOW'*

*43 messages from 'Bellsie :)' *

*190 missed calls*

*190 voicemails*

Ridiculous isn't the word that Maddi thought of first- flipping insane was more like it!

Text after text after text after text- she read them all. Expecting the same old language from each of them.

Sammie: Cute and adorable.

Bella: Calm and hilariously sarcastic.

Grace: Dirty. Just plain dirty. ( She was always the dirty minded one )

Though when it came to the voicemails, well, they were just strange.

Maddi replied to them and plunked it down next to her and reached for the remote to press play on My Sister's Keeper. After one of her many cry's, Maddi's phone lit up behind several crumpled up tissues and vibrated once. Expecting it to be one of her friends, she picked it up with her eyes teary.

"H-hello?" she sniffled.

"Hi Maddi." said the voice on the other side of the phone.

Maddi knew exactly who it was as soon as they had finished the sentence.

"Well, Hi Luke." she grumbled into the phone.

"I just needed to call you and tell you that I'm s...."

Maddi cut him off. "Sorry? You needed to tell me you're sorry? Do you know how you made me feel in that airport?" Maddi felt the rage bubbling up inside of her. The conversation from the airport came flooding back into her brain. She stood up and started pacing back and forth. "I felt like a complete idiot! You embarrassed me so much and you hurt my feelings! And yet, you have the guts to call me up and tell me you're sorry? How could you even think of doing that? I don't want to talk to you!" she yelled.

"But I'm truly, truly sorry Maddi."

"I don't want to hear it Luke! Do you think I loved being pushed and pulled all over the shop? One minute you say 'don't leave me' and then your screaming for me to go away. Well screw you Luke! You know how hard it is for me to trust people. How long was it until I actually told you my number?! I'm sick of trying to mend myself with ice-cream and disgustingly cheesy romantic movies. I'm sick of my mum trying to push me out of the house and do something with my life. After what you did, I think it's gonna be hard to trust anyone ever again. I'm sick of people asking me if I'm ok, because I'm obviously not! Don't you get that Luke? As much as I loved our friendship- I'm sick of everything falling apart. I just can't keep up anymore."

"But Ma.."

"I think you need to think up a new game plan, Luke, because I don't wanna be in it."

And with that Maddi hung up, gobsmacked that she just said all that. She threw herself down onto the couch and sobbed into the pillow. She was just about to grab a tissue when her ringtone went off again. She didn't even check the number because she knew it would be Luke. He used to always call her back straight away whenever she hung up on him. She answered with a very frustrated;

"Go away Luke! I never want to talk to you ever again." and hung up a second time, throwing her phone on the floor and crying into the pillow again. Her phone rang a second time and she looked at the number. She hadn't seen it before and she knew this time it wasn't Luke.

"Hello?" she mumbled.

"Hi. I'm sorry. I think I caught you at a bad time." A very kind, feminine voice spoke.

"Oh. Sorry. Was that you I yelled at? I didn't mean to. I thought you were someone else."

"It's alright. If I've caught you at a bad time I can call back."

"No no it's fine. Sorry." Maddi apologised.

"Ok well my name is Cassidy. I own the cafe in town. Your mum rang me and asked if we had any positions available for you. Well we do. So if you were willing, we'd love to give you the job. Your mum has already told me all about you and you seem great for the spot. It's just a waitress and barista spot. It starts tomorrow."

"But I haven't done any training as a barista..." Maddi said blankly.

"It's no worries. It's really easy. One of our best barista's will be there tomorrow. She's around your age too. She'll help you out. It'll be fine. So, what do you say?" Cassidy asked hopeful.

"Sure. Why not?" Maddi sighed. "And sorry again about before. That probably wasn't the best impression you could have gotten from me."

"No worries love. I'll see you tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock."

"Alright. Thanks." The phone call ended and Maddi fell back onto the couch.

'At least I'll have something to think about besides Luke.' she thought.


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