𝙷𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚎𝚝𝚑 [Freenbecky]

Part 3 - Who

Rebecca

My head felt like spinning as I switched to my back to find comfort in my own bed. My eyes are still closed while I'm trying to grab my blanket for warmth. It's cold, freezing cold to be exact.

I don't own an aircon, just a fan and I remembered how I closed all the windows before I laid in my bed. Something's different but I'm trying to kick it out of my mind so I can still sleep.

zzzzzzzz

"Armstrong wake up! We're gonna be late!"

nahh nowrstillsleepy

"ARMSTRONG I SAID WAKE UP!!!" a huge thing jumped in me and its elbow went exactly to my stomach, hitting the life out of me. "Aww" I grunt in pain, rolling in my bed while holding my elbowed stomach. That's not a nice way to wake someone up. Ahh it hurts.

"Sorry, you're sleeping like a dead person and I thought you really are dead so yes it's a wake up call" said a voice from someone in my room. I rolled to the other side, still grasping my stomach. My body still wants the bed so I gotta agree with it. I'm still sleepy.

Besides, Mom knows that I go to the agency at exactly 9 a. m. and I bet it's still early so might as well get back to sleep for a bit.

Mom

Mom

Wait...

Something's wrong...

Mom don't usually wakes me like that and Mom would not even dare to do that so afshsg#+#4@&[??!!

My Family wouldn't even call me Armstrong so who the h would call me like that??!!!

Fudge, the night is still on its duty covering the whole area in the dark. I can't see anything. Dang it, who was that?!!! Is there someone in there??

"What's wrong with you?" a voice whispered in my ears making me shiver all over my body. The voice is somewhat familiar but I can't distinguish who owns it. Is it a ghost????

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

I yelled and covered myself with the blanket, trying to hide from whoever is in the room with me. Being terror struck is an understatement to what I'm feeling right now. I pinched myself to ensure that I'm not dreaming and dude I am not.

"Come on, we still have a quiz! I won't wait forever here. I'm serious now, Pat." the voice shifted from a jolly one into monotonous. I still am hiding from the blanket, not knowing what to do. And oh you can't fool me, I'm homeschooled.

"Bon sight on please"

Just after the voice said those words, everything went bright reaching even the insides of the blanket. "Are you gonna crawl like that the whole morning?"

WhAT??? They're the ones who barged in my room and now they're telling me these things??? Who is this person and why is it bothering me?? It wouldn't be some bad guys because they won't be talking about quizzes if they are about to rob or kill me so...