Nessa

Chapter 3

It seems as if suddenly none of my family members understand the joy in tranquility especially in the morning. Nobody seems to love peace and quiet anymore probably why my door has turned into a punching bag of sorts.

What is it with my family members and knocking loudly? It's like 5 in the morning and someone is disturbing my sleep. I put a pillow over my head and tried to sleep again.

Unfortunately the knocking gets louder.  I groan but lazy me still remains on the bed. Whoever it opens my door and now I hear footsteps. I should have locked my door last night. Huge mistake.

I arrived in New York yesterday along with my sister, Ellie and my brother, Ethan. Both of them are just here as some kind of "emotional support" mainly because I made it extra clear that I don't want to be here and also Ethan just wanted to leave home. He and Ellie, you'll think they're twins with how close they are. He also probably tagged along because of her.

But Ellie, she claims she's here for me. But if she was, her boyfriend wouldn't have showed up in our suite minutes after we arrived - I'm not even joking. It was less than ten minutes. She thinks I'm a kid who's going to believe it's some sort of coincidence. No wonder she was so enthusiastic about following me here. As far as I know, they're both in the same college so she needs not be dying to see him. She'll have him for months starting next week.

I squeeze my eyes tighter hoping whoever it is will get the hint that I definitely do not want to be forced out of bed.

"Vanessa. Get up"

Ellie. Perfect. I can ignore her. See I'm not trying to waste her time or anything but see ... she's highly irritable, she won't bother me for long, plus she hates any form of stress or annoyance early in the morning so I expect she'll give up. I'm just taking advantage of the blessing.

If it was Ethan- no. He's the worst. he'll torture me till I'm out of bed and go on to take pictures of me at my worst with terrible bed hair and whining about all the reasons I don't want to be up and active. He's done that. Several times

"Vanessa! First day of school", she says tapping my foot

"Hey, what time is it?", I ask groggily.

"Almost 9 a. m. I'm dropping you off at noon so get up."

"Come back later", I complain covering my head with the covers.

"Ellie--"

"You're already here?", Ellie's attention is taken off me for a second once another person joins us.

That means..her boyfriend is in here. He shouldn't see me whine like a 5 year old

Why is he even here? Doesn't he have a life?

"Yeah I mean, I'll drive you guys around-"

Ellie squeals happily. I open my eyes to see her with her arms wrapped around his neck and his grasping her waist tightly.

Her head angles slightly. They're staring at each other like nobody else exists...and from how much closer their faces have gotten, they're gonna kiss. What the heck not my room.

"Ellie! I'm up", I throw the covers off revealing the cotton shorts and tank I slept in

I guess my voice startled them because she pulled away fast and turned to face me and well he - his hands dropped to his sides.

She's already dressed up looking all pretty.

"Go.get. ready -", she says and I eye her . Why's she speaking like that. If she was trying to be scary, that didn't work.

I head for the bathroom then I remember something.

"Hey Ellie, does your boyfriend have a cute brother my age I can also make out with in HIS room", I smile sweetly