Alive

Chapter Cuatro

I woke up to the sound of a camera clicking. Isaiah and I were in the same position we went to bed in. He was quietly talking on the phone but he looked angry. He got on the phone because Zoom just stopped taking pictures and stalking us. Isaiah was playing in my hair and I decided to pretend to sleep to listen to the conversation.

"Christen I thought I told you not to bully anyone during this transition of power, it's hard enough for the students."

"I don't give a fuck if they looked at Taylor wrong. She probably deserved it. She's a whore literally she's cheating on you with the whole basketball team."

"Why would I want to date her, bitch's aren't my type. Trust me she isn't worth it. Don't get suspended because she feels like everyone hates her, you can't force people to like her either, she's done her damage."

"Oh my gosh don't drag Genocide into this. And I wouldn't have to beat up someone for her. She isn't a petty whore like Taylor."

"No you don't love her, what you have is just lust dude. Love is like..." he pauses. I can feel him gently hold my hand.

"It's like seeing your whole future with someone and just knowing they're the one for you. Even though you're from two different worlds you're still drawn to each other. Even though one of you is evil and the other is good, you're still there for each other. It's like a beach party on a warm summer night, always fun, always entertaining. You're not in love if you're always in pain. If you always look for pain you will never be loved," he said, he must really love whoever he's talking about.

"Yeah I know I'm smart bye, I'm gonna go make breakfast," he said.

"Yeah I do love her, I know I just met her but she's really rocked my world," he said. Hanging up and throwing his phone. He smoothly rested my head on a pillow and quietly left.

"Well that was good while it lasted," i mumbled to myself. I got up and got dressed in my usual black shirt black and grey flannel and some jeans. I wanted to wear something comfortable today since we have a basketball game.

"WE HAVE A BASKETBALL GAME?" I accidentally shouted. Zoom zoomed in and laughed.

"You forgot didn't you?" he asked and I shot him a death glare.

"No I didn't," I said, defending myself.

"She definitely did," Isaiah chimed in from downstairs. I rolled my eyes and decided to fix my hair. I put my curls into a bun and left one out. I stuffed the blue and gold jersey into my backpack and walked downstairs. Whatever Isaiah was making smelled like heaven. A moan slipped my lips because of the food and Isaiah shook his head.

"Man this tasted better when my butler made it," he said. Zoom and I stared at him.

"A butler?" Zoom asked.

"How could something taste better?" I asked.

"Yeah a butler and I think he added some twist to it," Isaiah said. He finished quickly and went to go get dressed. I put on my basketball game shoes and Zoom wore his regular Wednesday shoes. Zoom for the first time in his life wasn't rushing to the car.

"Zoom come on we gotta get to school," I said. Giving him a sibling nudge (shoving him). He turned and didn't look me in the eyes.

"Why was Isaiah sleeping with you like that if you arent dating? Mom told me that if you do the nasty with them make sure you are dating and have parent permission," he said and I laughed so hard I choked on air.

"WOAH slow down. We DIDN'T do the dirty. And since when do you care about parent permission?" he didn't respond. He looked embarrassed.

"I don't care about parent permission. It's just like seeing you guys like that reminded me of the talk mom gave me," he said and I shook my head.