"Do you know what time it is?" Helen calls from the ground floor.
I scoffed at my ill-fated luck before replying knowing damn well where she was headed with this.
"I didn't miss curfew did I?"
Both Victor and Helen just stared up at me, Helen's stare a bit more aggressive. All I wanted was to take a nap before I passed out and I gave a lazy grin amidst all the tension I knew was brewing and a little salute. I turned stiffly and headed towards my room, and Helen's voice attacked my eardrums again.
"Where do you think you're going?!"
I growled, and continued walking to my room without missing a beat and gave no replies. The door slammed loudly behind me after I walked through and flopp
Victor was standing on the porch with a blanket in hand when I got home. As soon as I stepped onto the porch he threw it over the shoulders of my shivering body. Adam handed me a cup of tea and I didn't know whether to be thankful or to toss it away. The rain had showered down heavily hindering my ability to see clearly through all the hair that was matted to my head and face and the thick curtains of rain. The clothes I had been wearing was soaked down to the very last seam and thread as the water pelted off my body like a waterfall, leaving my shoes soaking as if I had stepped in a giant puddle.Helen, on the other hand, was nowhere to be found, she didn't show up at the welcome home party. Victor whispered something about her being upstairs in their bedroom, not that I cared or that it mattered at all. She wasn't much different from my father, James. Honestly, they were soulmates, bor
My eyes fluttered open and I groaned at the sound of Helen shouting my name and the alarm clock blaring away on the nightstand."Secret!" She yells again.It sounded like a rocket set for launch. The entire neighborhood must have heard and if they didn't then they needed to get their hearing checked."What?" I grumble miserably from under the sheets."Get up! You're going to be late," She demands loudly and I gripped the cover more tightly, leaving painful fingernail dents in my palm.I gave an inaudible response, but when she didn't reply I grumbled again louder telling her to go away."You have two choices," Helen lectures calmy,
He still had the sinister grin and my jaws clenched and unclenched in anger."Are you talking about Blade?" Oswald whispers leaning closer towards me.I hadn't even realized he had heard me muttering under my breath. Blade's eyes were still locked on me, as it was obvious he was not expecting to see me here. His green eyes pierced into mine and my jaw clenched so tightly that my teeth should have crumbled under the pressure."Surprised to see you here Mr. Collins," the teacher announces which was responded by chuckles.Blade gave a sort of smile and ran his fingers through his hair once more to look cooler, enjoying all the attention he was getting from those brainless girls, just like at the park.
Oswald didn't seem to have the slightest idea what he was getting himself into. As it turned out we had the next class together, it was almost like we were destined to become friends. He led the way to third-period Literature in the Literature hall. It was just like all the other classrooms except it had bookshelves containing rows and rows of novels, magazines, encyclopaedias and anything remotely related to literature, almost like a miniature library. The words 'Literature Room' was etched into a plaque on the door which I noticed on my way in. A group of students came strolling in and sat at desks along the sides and the back of the room. My eyes did a sweep of the faces but none of them was from the class I had before this one."Over here," Oswald motioned with his head and I followed him quietly.Curious eyes followed my every move
The remaining hours passed like a literal flash of lightening. After lunch, the first-afternoon session was Physics where I spent the two hours doodling on the note sheets that the teacher had handed out to everyone. I didn't stay around long enough after the final bell went, neither did I spot Oswald whom I had had two classes with within the crowd flocking out of the school. Tailing the crowd heading out to the schools parking lot, I made my way to the Beetle, got in and hit the road.Adam's motorcycle was parked in the driveway when I got home, a clear indicator that the doofus was home. Usually, I would feel a compelling urge to run the thing over... maybe that would stop him from blocking the whole driveway. The imbecile had once again parked sideways in the middle of the driveway just to piss me off so I had no other choice but to park the Beetle as closely to the motorcycle as pos
Oswald was late. I made one sweep of the lot for his charcoal coloured car before storming away from my parked car towards the school's entrance. His car was certainly not in the lot, even though I didn't search thoroughly I was certain it wasn't there as I would have seen the thing if it was.The parking lot was emptying slowly. The second bell indicating that everyone should be in their classes chimed, but the hallway was still packed with more than half the school parading in groups mindlessly gossiping. It was hard to tell how many had witnessed the confrontation between Blade and myself. I picked up a few hushed whispers as I headed down the packed hallway and caught a few hasty glances in my direction before they quickly averted their eyes and pretended they had not been discussing what had happened.Annoyed and wearing a grim exp
The rest of the day rolled by pretty quickly. A sea of students flooded towards the school's exit and I let the waves carry me along. As soon as we were outside the crowd dispersed and I filled my lungs with the fresh air before making my way to the Beetle."Hey, Secret! Wait up!" Oswald's voice calls loudly.I turned and saw the tall curly-haired boy pushing his way through a small crowd then jogging towards me.He was panting a bit when he finally reached where I was waiting and a smile appeared on his lips."Don't tell me you were planning on leaving without me?" He asks throwing his arm over my shoulder and we set out to where the Beetle was parked."I thought you didn't want to
The mid-morning weekend traffic wasn't as horrible as I had expected it to be. Helen had left before I even showered and had breakfast but on the bright side, I got to drive the Beetle to the floral shop. When I left, Brett was hanging out at the house with Adam and I was more than happy I didn't have to spend the day with those morons.Phoebe's car was in the parking lot which was overcrowded with people and vehicles. I scowled at how horrible I looked in the mirror, I had bags under my eyes and I was sleep-deprived. The reflection that stared back at me looked awful, almost like something out of The Walking Dead or worst one of those White Walkers.The hoodie I was wearing wasn't hiding me the way I wanted it to which made me even grouchier than usual. I was kept awake all night by the neighbour's son, and the hour-long excessiv