That day, Ivy went to her works as usual. She works in a cafe, from five to seven and with that money, she takes care of her wants and those two cuties at home because as every other kid, her necessities are taken care by her family.
Ivy isn't from here and neither does she live in the hostle like others but that doesn't mean that she is the only one self-catering in their school. Infact, self catering wasn't and isn't a very abnormal thing in West High. There are many who live on their own in the premises of the school. People even built houses mainly for these group of students. And these houses would only have a room and a bathroom each. In some cases, there would only be one bathroom for a group of students living under the same landlord.
''Chummy, Gummy, I'm home.'' Ivy said as soon as she pulled open the door to her house. And like always, two small furballs dashed towards her at a high speed.
''Did you miss me. I missed both of you.'' Ivy rubbed her face with a furball on each side of her face. Their almost non-existent tails were wagging so much that if it had been any longer, it would look like two swords clashing together.
''Let me change and then I'll take you for your walk, okay?'' Ivy's tone was soft as if she was talking to a little toddler. Her voice held unsuppressed softness and love.
After changing in to a comfortable jogger and hoddie before picking up her two furballs and placing them n the pocket if her hoodie, one if each side. Then she put on her slippers, locked the door and went out. By now, it was already 8 p.m so the park was relatively empty, or more like they had the whole are to themselves. This was also one of the reasons why she liked to walk her pups after reaching home.
Ivy pulled both the pups out of her pocket and said, ''Chummy, Gummy, go play around but don't go too far, ok?'' In response, the two pups licked her face as if agreeing to what she said amking her laugh happily. No other treatment was better than having your pups lick you face happily. She let them free and sat on the bench checking her phone.
There were quite a number of texts she received all these days. Infact, there was one extremely stubborn one as well. Her coach. He would text her every day asking her how she is and when she would be returning. He would even update her on what's happening n the club. Every mistake a person made and every decision the captain would make. He would tell her everything. And though Ivy would see the messages everyday, she would not one reply back. That old man was as stubborn as a bull. Even after so many times of rejection, he still wouldn't stop so she chose to ignore him.
''*Sigh* When will it all end.'' Ivy muttered as she looked up towards the sky only to be given the shock of her life. ''Holy Fuck...''