The Dork and The Devil

The Dork and The Devils Card

William

I lay on top of my silk sheets, pondering how.. How could this happen? I tried so desperately to change Mrs, Laura's mind about being partnered up with the delinquent, but she wouldn't hear of it!

Honestly William, I don't know what's gotten you so fired up over this! Your her guardian, yes? It's your responsibility to keep her in line! Besides you had nothing in the 'need assistance in' category, but Miss Olden had the complete opposite of that! It would be best to have you partnered with her, if not then she could bring down our class average, that could completely destroy our spotless record for competition finals!

B-But Miss-

My decision is final William, your partner is Miss Olden! Now I recommend you start studying with her, she needs a lot of help. Run along now!

That was the end of that discussion..

So it was that then, forced to be partnered not only with a delinquent, no, but a idiot as well.

Which had me thinking, if she left her excellent category empty.. Then how in the world did she get into my class?!

Rolling over on my side in frustration, I looked over at my constantly vibrating phone, clicking the home button I read in bright letters the contact name. I groaned in annoyance, "Dammit Sophia.. Leave me be!" I quietly screamed the last part of my plea into my pillow by laying onto my stomach.

I assumed once she saw who I was with she lost it, because the moment I turned my phone on, I had already missed 15 calls and 27 text messages. It got so bad I just ended up turning it off again. Deciding it best to just wallow in my depressed and stressed out state laying on my bed for an hour and a half with the lights off except for the television.

Looking at my window, I no longer see the sun. Instead the sky is replaced with the dark, sparkled with millions of tiny stars. Reluctantly I sat myself up a top of my bed, glancing around the room before huffing out a long exaggerated sigh. Letting my eyes drift to my vanity, I stared blankly at my reflection, before throwing my feet over the side of my bed and groaning in annoyance.

"I need a shower, I look homeless." I mumbled to myself in the dark.

In less than an hour I was clean and fully dressed, hopping into bed I swaddled myself in my blankets and silk sheets. Awaiting for sleep to consume me before I was faced with the dreaded day, tomorrow, where I would not only be forced to be around that delinquent during school hours, but after school as well.

'If I believed in hell, am already there...' Were my final thought before the huge mass of fatigue from my stressful day had sleep finally consume me.

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Slowly my eyelids heavily drifted open, and I released a small tired laugh at the joy that was my mother not screaming my name at the op of her surprisingly huge lungs.

Stretching my arm out towards my nightstand, I lazily turned my head to look at my phone. In big bright numbers across the screen it read, '5:20'.

"Humm, I've woken up later.." I loudly yawned.

Slowly rising from my bed I preformed the usual routine, brushed my hair and my teeth. Dressed myself and grabbed my satchel as I headed down the stairs for the kitchen. All done by 6:00.

I could already hear the rustling of pots and pans as Reeda quickly prepared breakfast. Pushing the kitchen door open I was first greeted with the smell of crapes and freshly brewed coffee. I could feel myself smile in satisfaction before noticing the second thing or should I say person. I silently watched as Reeda's curled hair bounced up and down with each quickly made step she took to prepare and clean up.