Escape ~ S.Harrington

2} Interrogation

BEEP!

I don't wanna get up

BEEP!

Just leave me alone and let me sleep

BEEP!

I swear to god I'm going to murder that fucking alarm clock

Jenna slammed her hand down on her alarm clock to silence the horrid beeping emitting from her worst enemy. If she could function properly without it, she would get rid of it in a heartbeat. She sprang from her bed, stretching before making her way down the hall to the bathroom so she could examine how rough she looked. Her hair looked like a raccoon burrowed in it while her under eyes looked like they could hold an entire family's luggage for a Disney trip.

She grabbed her brush from her drawer and went to town brushing through all of the knots that twisted and tangled in her hair. After she got as many of the knots out as she could, she shedded her pajamas to the floor near the bathtub and hopped in the shower. Cold water cascaded down her body and provided an instant calming effect she'd grown to love. Hot showers were always nice, but cold showers were even better. Especially in the mornings after one of her drinking binges. She peeked an arm out of the curtain and clicked on the radio that she moved into there just for her morning showers. She danced around and sang along as AC/DC blasted throughout the bathroom.
Her fingers ran through her still semi-knotted hair, frothing up sudsy bubbles with her strawberry shampoo. Tilting her head back, she rinsed out the shampoo and coated her face with the icy water, trying to feel a sense of peace before her already dreaded day at school. She lathered her hair up with her matching strawberry conditioner then proceeded to scrub her body with some body wash and a loofa. She quickly rinsed herself off, turned off the cold stream of water, and grabbed her towel off the rack on the door.

She dried herself off and squeezed out her hair to the best of her abilities. She wrapped the towel around her body and danced down the hall into her room with her radio in hand. Her clothes were conveniently laid out in her laundry basket that she hadn't put in her dresser yet. She randomly grabbed a Led Zeppelin t-shirt, a pair of jeans, red converse high tops from next to her door, and topped the look off with her favorite grey jacket that she'd stolen from her best friend two years prior when he outgrew it. She adored the jacket with every fiber of her being. It was the most comfortable jacket she owned and was a piece of her best friend that she would always have close to her.

Once situating herself out and drying her hair one more time, she scooted out of her bedroom and into the kitchen.
"Good morning my sweets!" Her mom greeted, "Sorry about being late last night, book club ran late."
"Mom everything was fine and remember, you're the adult," Jenna poured herself a glass of orange juice, taking a sip, "You don't have to apologize to me for actually going out and having your well deserved fun."
"I know but I just feel bad leaving you and Dusty home by yourselves at night."
"Mom, like I said before, it's okay. Dustin and I can handle ourselves."
"You two are growing up way too fast," Claudia pouted, "I can't believe my babies are almost adults."

"As sad as it is to say, that's just how time works, mom," Jenna chugged the rest of the glass before clattering it down into the sink, "Hey, Dustin! Do I need to give your ass a ride to school today or what?!" Jenna yelled towards her brother's room.
"No!" He screamed back, "The whole party's riding bikes today!"
"Fine, suit yourself, butt face," Jenna rolled her eyes as she grabbed her keys, ready to head out, when the phone rang.