Matt

Chapter 6- The Chores

Have you ever had one of those dreams where either you do something horribly wrong or something terribly bad happens? And then for the rest of the dream you feel depressed or ashamed at what happened only to wake up later and realize it was never actually happened. Isn't that feeling the best feeling in the world?

I had one of those moments last night. I dreamt that I was out in the park during the night. I was just walking around when a shovel suddenly appeared in my hand. For some reason, I started to dig up the ground and made a deep hole. I put a random dog in the hole and started to bury him. After he was completely buried, I spent the rest of dream being sad that I buried him. It was bizarre...

Unfortunately, my moment of relief from my dream would come not in the comfort of my bed, but from the painful sensation of something hard hitting my butt repeatedly. I also felt something pulling on my shirt. When I was startled out of sleep, I found that I was being dragged down the stairs. By a certain infamous girl no less.

Serena turned her head in surprise when she noticed I'd finally awoken. "It took you that long to wake up? What the hell is wrong with you!?"

I should be asking you the same thing! Dragging me down the stairs like this...and my pants are starting to come off!

I fought Serena's grip while trying to pull my pants back up. It was really embarrassing, and my butt hurt really badly. She finally let go, but doing so had an unexpected consequence. I lost my balance and began to tumble down the stairs, taking her with me. She grabbed onto the railing just in to time to prevent her head from cracking on the step below, but she lost her grip soon afterward and tumbled down the stairs with me the rest of the way.

Luckily we only had a few steps to tumble down, but it still hurt like hell. I winced painfully for a moment before I regained my senses. It was then that I realized that I was right on top of Serena. We stared at each other awkwardly. I looked deeply into her eyes and felt myself becoming lost in them. I think I saw her blush as well. We were like this for about three or so seconds before a profound realization hit my head. We probably made a lot of noise falling down the stairs. Enough noise to wake up a certain someone's parents. If they walked out of their room to find us in this provocative position...I'll stop right there. The pain was so great I could feel it even before it happened.

As I quickly got off of Serena she was sure to berate me for falling on her. "Stupid, clumsy Matt!"

"It was your fault for letting go."

She looked at me sourly as she got up. I had thought of helping her up, but changed my mind after she called me stupid and clumsy.

I then saw out of the corner of my eye that her parents had exited the room, worried about the noise they'd heard.

"What's going on!?" asked John.

"Are you two okay?" asked Stella.

"We're fine. The moron here fell down the stairs," said Serena.

As much as it irked me that I was the one being blamed for what happened, I played along knowing that it was better than telling them the truth. "Yep, clumsy me. Sorry if I woke you up."

"You're not hurt are you?" asked Stella. She such a good person, it really make me want to forget that she's a weirdo, but the paper wards still hanging around the house serve as a constant reminder to know better.

"I'm fine. I've been through worse."

Like what happened last night...I'll never forget that in a million years. If I had been only a few seconds slower before getting up, that nightmare would have probably come back ten fold this morning. It's hard to know sometimes if I'm lucky or unlucky.