Chapter Eleven

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I hear stones and pebbles raining on my bedroom window beside my bed. It kept on rumbling and rumbling as if there's hailstorm on going outside. The time on my phone says I still have thirty minutes before my alarm goes off and it feels like a drag to leave my soft yellow bed. I rubbed the sleep off of my eyes and walked over to that specific window to see what's happening.

I pulled the curtains open with half eyes open. I couldn't make up what's  going on on the other side, but I see a bright light pointing towards me.

"Hey can you hear me!?" I heard a blurry voice calling out to me. "Are you sleep walking!? Heh that's cute!"

She still talked while my windows are closed and I just nodded at her confused. I think I misheard a few words. Does she wants to fight me? I don't think I could throw punches. But we were fine days ago. I mean, I did kind of insulted her way back to school but still...

"Open up!" She brought up more pebbles on a jar container and threw it on my window. So no hailstorm, just Karlene Miller doing her thing.

I sat back on my bed hugging a pillow and watched her as she threw the last pebble available on her jar then I stood up to slide open the glass window. Surprisingly, it's not scratched, just stained with a white pigment that can easily be erased by  a finger.

"I hate you. Worst neighbor, -1000 over 10," I rated her. Mom and Dad said this neighborhood is peaceful. What the heck is this?

Karlene laughed and she's moving around in a heavily, suspicious way. She might be a bit tipsy.  "Let's hang out!" She shouted.

I shook my head. "Are you drunk?"

"Uhm... Maybee...?"

"Yeah, you are. Good night." I tried to close my window but she protested.

"Don't leave me alone! Nooooo!!" She cried out loud not having control on her voice. "Ellie!!!"

"SHHH! people are going to think I'm assaulting you or something."

"Sorry," She straightened her body then tapped her face. "Okay..." She breathed out. "I'm sober, I'm sober, I'm sober..."

She kept on repeating that phrase over and over. I could serve a life sentence and she still won't be done reciting, I could give birth to seven generations, go around jupiter 5 times, witness the artificial intelligent supremacy rising, and still, she's still convincing herself that she's sober.

"You done yet?" I yawned getting bored.

"I'm sober Ellie. Can I come over?" She said seriously.

She's persistent as ever.

"Sure."

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I asked her why she's here and she said she was so lonely in her house that she started having conversations with her reflection on a mirror. That lead her to drink a bit of alcohol while she's making powerpoint presentations for next week's class. She unconsciously managed to get a hand of her box of mini chalks and that's when she started throwing it at my window to get my attention.

I made coffee for both of us. Karlene was too embarrassed to talk when she had came to her senses and realized what she had done.

"I thought there was a hailstorm outside."

"Don't even," She shook her head refusing to believe that was all her.

"And you were yelling so loud too, you said, Don't leave me aloneee!" I mocked.

"I did not say that," She slapped my arm.

I shrugged, "If I were you I will also pretend like it didn't happen."

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