Chapter 36

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Lisa's pov.

                                         (Time skip to Sunday)

"Lisa"

I hummed in my sleep as a sweet honey voice started whispering something in my ear. I really wanted to stretch my hand out and see if this person who was talking was real or if I started to hear voices in my dreams as well now, but I decided against it as I felt a gentle touch on my arm. The same voice was telling me now to wake up and I could clearly hear it this time. I frowned a bit and tried to get away from the touch. I even tried to put the blanket over my head but the person right next to me just couldn't let me. I had one Sunday to rest. What could they just let me?

I tiredly opened my eyes, leaving my dream world behind for now. When I opened them I could for certain see a silhouette standing beside the bed looking at me. And then I recognized the blonde hair and as my vision went clear I sighed in annoyance. My mum gave me a small smile as she got her hand away. I turned to the other side but I immediately regretted it because as soon as I did it the sun "welcomed" me. I quickly put my hands over my eyes. As I had no choice but to wake up I decided to sit up against the wall. I looked at my mum who still had a smile on her face and I narrowed my eyes. When she was sure I was wide awake and not falling back asleep, she began to speak quietly

"Hey sleepy head" she laughed and my eyes widened. How does it have energy? I nodded tiredly as if replying back to her and yawned before rubbing my eyes with force so that I could stay awake. I gave a quick look to my alarm and I went to talk but stopped. Then my gaze darted to my mum confused. She glared at me and pointed to my alarm before nodding. I looked forward to it again and sighed. 14:06 pm. Well it wasn't my fault Sofia wanted to text someone last night. Jamie was clearly sleeping, so we spoke together about everything. I was waiting for her to tell me something but nothing. Then I read something on my phone, when we were done talking and went to sleep. I don't know what time exactly. It's possible to have fallen asleep while reading. I scratched my head trying to remember before noticing the phone in his usual position. I took a deep breath. Luckily I didn't sleep with it

I heard my mum clearing her throat and quickly looked up to her. She was standing close to the door now, holding the knob ready to open the door. She had a concerned look on her face but if anyone didn't know her they wouldn't see it clearly. I wanted to mumble a sorry but then again it wasn't that big of a mistake. I gave her a small smile and she did the same before finally opening the door. She didn't get all of her body out of my room before saying something else. It was muffled by the door but I could still catch a few words

"We're waiting for you downstairs sweetie" she said sweetly and closed the door. This sound of the door and then silence. I looked around my room and then at my window. I could see outside now as I adjusted to the bright rays of the sun. It was really beautiful. I let a smile slip on my face. The only real thing these days. I rested my head back on the wall, careful not to harm anything and closed my eyes. These days weren't the best. Something was wrong with Sophia, with the students, even with me and I was bored of this. I sighed as I opened them again and looked over the bathroom. Once again I got up from my bed tiredly and headed over there

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"Hi"

They all looked at me when I stepped into the dining room. My dad smiled and pointed to the chair next to him. I still didn't know what I was going to eat, but I rushed to my seat and sat down. I looked across at my mum and Arthur. I gave them a small smile before searching for something light to eat. It seemed like I had interrupted a conversation but they started talking after a few seconds again anyway. I took my fork and started eating some of the salad. Not a perfect breakfast-lunch but still it was fine. I took a sip of my water before listening more carefully to their conversation

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