Chapter 26: *Sigh*

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Dalton's POV

Sunday came and went. I spent it in bed. Monday came, and I still couldn't bring myself to get out of bed. Sophie stomped in, in an oversized Rolling Stones t-shirt hanging off one shoulder, with her hair a wild mess of tangled blonde, and purple striped pj pants dragging on the floor. She looked at me, lying on the bed, and huffed. I closed my eyes, and heard shuffling feet. I assumed that she had gone away. But nooooo. She comes flying back into my room with a war cry and smacks me as hard as she can straight in the face with a pillow. She darted back out of the room, and I jumped up, chasing after her. I chased her around the house a bit, before catching her, sitting on her, and messing up her already tangled hair.
"Dalton, you fat oaf, get off of me, you little sh-" she yelled. I cut her off.
"Language, dear sister, language." I shook my head pretending to be disappointed.
"Whatever, get off of me before I suffocate to death!" She wheezed. I shrugged and rolled off of her.
"We have to go to hell. I mean school. Oops." Sophie stated. I chuckled.
"I suppose we do, huh?" I said.
"Unfortunately, yes we have to go. Mom and dad will ground us until Doomsday if we skip any more school." she said.
"Well then, hurry up Soph, we're already late." I said. She scrambled off the ground and ran into her room, slamming the door behind her. I walked into the bathroom. I looked at my reflection. Slightly shaggy (but sexy ;) ) blonde hair, blue eyes with... Dark circles under them? What? I've only known the girl a couple of days, she's already ruined me while captivating my attention. And made me sound like a wuss. Great. I groaned, then turned on the cold water and splashed some on my face. I dried my face with a towel, then grabbed Sophie's eyeliner. A short while later, I stroll back into my room, with Sophie shouting back at me
"Took you long enough! God, you wear even more makeup than I do!" She yelled playfully at me. I chuckled and got dressed. A Captain America t-shirt, black jacket, pair if skinny jeans and a couple of sexy winks in the mirror later, I was ready to go.

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