Best of Me (Sum 41 fanfic)

Chapter 4

Charlie's POV

When I woke up, I'll admit, I got pretty freaked out. For a second, I forgot where I was. Then the memories of yesterday came rushing back to me like a tidal wave. I just laid in bed for a minute, just taking it all in. Then I remembered what was happening today and immediately got up and went to the bathroom. When I looked in the mirror, I saw how terrifying I looked in the morning. I tried to pat down my hair and once satisfied, went down to the kitchen.

"Morning Cone!" I tried to sound as cheerful as possible. I think I might have scared him because he quickly spun around at the sound of my voice, not unlike me when I met Deryck. "Oh sorry, didn't mean to scare you like that" I said nervously, afraid he would have a heart attack.

"No, it's fine, I just wasn't expecting anyone to be up yet." he replied with a slight laugh. "It's only 9... but I guess that's late for you"

"Yeah. If it's so early in your opinion, then why are you awake?" I asked, genuinely confused.

"Oh, I woke up at about 8 and couldn't sleep, so I decided to come here and have something to eat" he replied. "What are you listening to?" He asked, just now noticing my one earbud that I kept on swinging around my index finger.

"Uh... My Chemical Romance" I said, glancing at my iPod. Then the song changed, and I guess he noticed that my expression fell a little bit.

"Did Welcome To The Black Parade just come on?" His face had a knowing look on it.

"Yeah. It really sucks that they're not a band anymore, but their solo stuff is pretty rad" I commented as I pulled out the cinnamon toast crunch, my favorite.

"Don't eat too much of that" Cone warned. "It's Stevo's favorite and he'll be pretty pissed if he wakes up and there's none left." He told me with a laugh.

I sat down after adding my milk in the seat next to him and offered him an earbud and started eating.

"No thanks, I'm good. Oh yeah, the doctors appointment is in two hours and you don't need to worry about your mouth because they decided to do a blood test. That's okay with you, right? I don't want to go there and find out that you have a severe fear of needles" he informed me.

"No, needles are fine. And thanks for informing me. I'll get ready once I decide to get up." I responded.

"Nice hair Charlie." I turn around and glare at Stevo who is laughing at the mess that is currently my hair.

"Good morning to you too" I said back.

Stevo went to the cabinet that held the cereal, and sure enough, like Cone said, went straight for the Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

"Is it just me, or does this feel lighter than yesterday after I poured it?" Stevo wondered out loud.

"I'm pretty sure it's just you" Cone said, winking at me.

"Was it you" Stevo walked up to me and pointed at my bowl.

"I plead the fifth" was all I said, managing to keep a straight face the whole time.

"So it WAS you then!" Stevo pretended to be upset. "Next time we go food shopping, I'm getting you your own box" he said with a grin on his face.

By this time, Brown Tom had come down and waved slightly to me. "Morning Charlie" he said, clearly staring at my hair.

"Since everyone is SO bothered by my hair," I said with a dramatic eye roll, "I'm gonna shower and get ready to go."

Once I got back to my room, I pulled out the clothes I was going to wear for the day. The bathroom had towels in it, so that was a perk. I then turned the water on to a temperature that wasn't as hot as I would've liked, but I didn't want to steal all the heat in the house. Ten minutes later, I got out with the towel wrapped around me and looked in the mirror. It felt nice to take a nice warm shower which I hadn't had in a while due to fact that my adoptive parents stopped paying the heat bill. I then got dressed in my outfit I had picked out and then got to work on my hair. I finally got all the knots out and then had to decide what to do with it. If I just left it down, it would be frizzy by lunchtime. I decided to put it in a ponytail and be done with it. I then moved on to my makeup and put a tiny bit of eyeliner on. I decided that that's as good as I'm going to look today and put on my red Chuck Taylor high tops. Once I decided I was good to go, I put my iPod in my pocket and made my way downstairs. By that time, everyone was finally up and sort of in acceptable moods.