Hex

Chapter 15

"Vienna, wake up. We're leaving in 20!" Bishop said, banging on my door. I woke up with a start and sat up, rubbing my eyes. My phone read 9:30 am. I groaned, but dragged myself out of bed anyways.

     "What do I wearrrrr?" I loudly whined through my closed door.

     "Whatever you want," Bishop called back, in the typical unhelpful boy fashion.

     "Well, what are you wearing?"

     "Both of you shut the fuck up," Finn yelled, obviously not a morning person.

     I pouted, but headed obediently to my closet anyways. I stood in front of it for a minute, just staring and trying to wake up, before I finally started to rifle through it. I tried on many different outfits, before finally deciding on a sweater, a skirt, and tights. I put some makeup on and finished getting ready. By the time I was done, Bishop and Finn were waiting by the door.

     "About time," Finn grumbled, wrenching open the door.

     "Am I too overdressed?" I asked Bishop, eyeing his sweater and jeans, as we walked out the door.

     "No, you look," he paused, scanning me, and I felt my cheeks redden. "Great. You look really good."

     "Thank you," I said, dropping my eyes to the floor and smiling.

     We hopped on the subway and started heading towards Queens. "You gonna go see your parents?" Bishop asked Finn.

     Finn groaned and ran a hand through his hair. "No."

     "Why not?" I asked, against my better judgment. "I'm sure they'd be happy to see you," I said.

     Finn just shot me a hard glare and then ignored me. I fidgeted uncomfortably, shooting a confused glance at Bishop.

     "He doesn't like holidays," he whispered near my ear, shrugging.

     I nodded, eyes wide. Finn was staring out the window, watching a stop fly by. He looked sad, I thought, so I stepped forward and wrapped my arms around him, squeezing his torso in a hug.

     He immediately pushed me away from him, not so gently. "Don't touch me."

     I shrugged. "Worth a shot."

     We got off the subway a few minutes later, stepping into the chilly fall air. I held my jacket close to my body, spitting hair out that flew into my mouth. We walked a couple blocks, before arriving at a small home, with some paint peeling off the sides.

     "Home sweet home," Bishop said, looking back at me with a small smile. We climbed the steps, and Bishop pushed open the door. We were immediately met with a blast of heat and lots of yelling.

     "They're here!" A lady loudly called, bustling around the corner. She had light brown hair and blue eyes, and her face was lit up with a huge smile. She threw her arms around Bishop and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

"You just saw me like two weeks ago!" Bishop protested, laughing, but still hugging her back.

She ignored him and turned to Finn, yelling equally as loudly and pulling him down into a hug as well. "Finny, my boy!" He protested much less when she hugged him than he did when I tried.

Then she spun to face me, her face lighting up in delight. "Well, this must be the famous Vienna. I've heard so much about you!" She gripped me tightly, her hair smelling like lavender.

"It's great to meet you Mrs. Lance. Thank you so much for letting me invade your holiday!" I couldn't help but smile at all of her excitement.

     "Call me Debbie, and I don't want to hear any more thank you's. You're welcome here. Now come, come meet everybody." She whirled me towards the kitchen, barely leaving time for Bishop to mutter a quick apology in my ear, before I disappeared around the corner.