The Exceptionals

Chapter Two: Hello There, Dear Future

We're Not Gonna Take It - Twisted Sisters

     "Louis, breakfast!" Johannah's powerful voice poured through the slips of the cracked door, the sound of pans and utensils a distant echo. The boy groaned and flipped onto his stomach. He grabbed his sleep-crushed pillow and covered the back of his head with it, particularly his ears."Louis!" She sang again. 

He furrowed his eyebrows in annoyance and groggily muttered into the mattress. "Fuck. Off." Though no one heard. 

Heavy steps creaked the wooden floor outside his bedroom before he heard them slow down and halt. His door burst open and a hefty body jumped on top of him, kneeing him in the spine. Louis' face contorted in pain.

"Louis! Wake up, you dickhead! Today's your first day!" The chirpy voice of his sister cried right into his ear.

"Ow, Lottie, fuck off." He rolled around and his pillow fell, unveiling his exhausted and puffed eyes as he curled his arm around Lottie's torso, annoyingly pushing her off the bed; a small screech followed by a small thump greeted him early. 

There was a short moment of peaceful silence Louis would've loved to cling to forever. Before,  "Mum, Louis pushed me off the bed!"

"Lottie get out of my room!" He sat up and yelled, glaring at Lottie who sat criss-cross on the floor. A teary frown marred her face and Louis would've helped her up, but the evil glint in her eyes proved him right. 

A steady beat later Jay walked into the room with an annoyed look. "What's going on? Louis dear, why would you push your sister off the bed?" She looked disgruntled, thrusting her used spatula at him in a disapproving manner.

Louis fish-mouthed, eyes wide. "Lottie came into my room and kneed me in the back, of course I was going to fucking push her off!"

"Young man, we don't curse in this household." She gave him a stern look and then off towards Lottie. "Lottie," She sounded exasperated. "Is this true?"

Louis wanted to scoff because Lottie immediately gave her the sweetest smile in the world, looking up at her while fluttering her eyelashes. "No, I would never do that to my big brother."

"Oh Lottie, you're so full of shit!"

"Louis!"

"What!"

Jay huffed, crossed her arms and shook her head scornfully. "Breakfast is ready, come. Now." She looked down at Lottie and nodded her head towards the kitchen. "Lottie get out of your brother's room and give him some space."

With that, Lottie sat up merrily and skipped her way out of his room, but not before darting around and sticking her tongue out at him.

Once out of sight and the door closed with a click, Louis flopped back on the bed, sighing heavily.

*****

He guesses about five minutes wastefully flew by before he finally mustered the will to sit up, slouching at the edge of his bed. He dragged the backs of his hands over his eyes, trying to rub away the lingering haze of sleep. Truthfully, he wasn't feeling as eager as he thought he would. And yes, it had everything to do with that boy. Even thinking about him made his skin prickle in anger. Knowing he would probably be there, on the same campus, made Louis dread going.

Yesterday, when he arrived home, slipping silently into his room to avoid his mum asking why he'd been crying, Louis couldn't shake the staggering realization that the thrill he'd felt the morning before had all but disappeared.

But shit, he wasn't going to waste his time thinking about that ridiculous excuse of a person, so he sat with a grunt and made his way to his bathroom, stumbling over discarded pieces of clothes and cassettes laying on the floor ready to prick him with their spiky corners, probably just to piss him off more.