Just me (moiscream)

Expectations

The ride back to our hom-house ended with me going in to shock.literally thanks to my ...driver/teacher ?

I slowly made my way up the few stone steps that lead to the front door. I stopped on the third large stone step and reached up to my forehead and swept away my fringe- though it wasn't really a fringe. just hair that wasn't well maintained. Guess it some what resembles a fringe.

I gently felt for the bandage that made its way round my fore head and adjusted it with both bands. I pulled out my 'fringe' that i had previously tucked in and attempted to cover it again.

Next i pulled down my top that had hiked up slightly, revealing another bandage. I just wasn't up for being surveyed by who ever happen to be inside this house that i was yet to get accustomed to. As i continued up,

A thought struck me. Being around Brendan makes me giddy and energetic and almost teenage like.Unlike when i was at home. I felt drained.

Hm
Fascinating

Not that i was dull but i didn't really go out of my way to make others happy. But lately i had change. Hadn't i ? i was obviously aware of my ways. since rachel left i started worrying over Dad who i scarcely notice otherwise. I fussed over Valerie and i actually started trying.

I shrugged not having the motivation to think at that moment and proceeded up the few broad stone steps.

I heaved a heavy sigh and knocked on door.

Dad was rather busy these days wasn't he? …i contemplated. I doubt he came to check in on me neither did lucas.

My gaze settled on a significantly sized electric button placed beside the door .

I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

An electric bell. ofcourse

I let go of my beloved blue side bag and and stretched to reach for the button.

The sound was just. Hideous.

I thought. It wasn't the kind you would normally expect to hear. It surely had a malfunction.

within seconds the door opened a few inches with hurry and was left ajar . I waited further . what was i expecting  ?

so much for fixing my bandages.

I rolled my eyes and pushed the door with my foot and entered not forgetting to stoop and grab my bag by an end and dragging it along behind me.

Lucas was making it back on to the couch infront of which was  a huge screen booming with sound placed gracefully on top of black wooden rack-thing.

Beside the couch were numerous wrappers of junk food and a few cans of beer.

The TV area was in an open space with a plush leather couch that ran its entire length. The tv stood on the far end and was accompanied by  a home theatre system which stood neatly on both sides .

Lucas slithered lazily down the cushion he laid on stretching his leg for something on the floor and with brisk movements and a series of irritating noises he had a battered remote within arms reach.

A faint smile crept on to my face as i shook my head slowly and began to make it up the stairs , my beloved bag moping up the dirty marble steps behind me making soft thuds.

The room that was strategically placed close to the stair way was mine. Ofcourse it was.

I didn't believe in wasting my energy unnecessarily.