All I wanted Was A Night

"jane!!" My dad's voice calls from the hallway. I open my eyes while yawning so loud. I picked my phone from the little table beside my tiny bed to check the time, the light from the phone made my eyes close immediately. In no time my eyes adapt to the light and it is just 6am. I groaned.

"Jane hurry up, you don't want to be late" he yells

"I'm awake already" i groaned.

Hi, I'm Jane and my life it's kinda complicated. I'm to resume to California state university today and my dad is overwhelmed with excitement about it. He wants me to be a doctor but that's like a really boring job to me. Before I lost my mum, she used to teach me some dance moves and I grew to be a natural that I am right now. My dad hates it, he hates dancers. He's the religious kind of man so he calls it a waste of time.

Even though I'm not interested in this "course" if mine I still have to be prepared.

"Good morning Dad" I say as I approach the dining room. I can already smell the aroma of roast chicken and my tummy wants to just consume everything at this point.

"Good morning my jewel" He says as he kissed my forehead

"I can't believe you're grown already, it's all like a dream and today you'll be miles away from me" he's getting emotional now.

"You'll be fine dad" he's trying to hide his tears now.

My dad gets emotional most times but he's as tough as a rock and as stubborn as a goat.

" I made roast chicken" he says as he brings out the yummy little chicken from the oven