I woke the next morning tired beyond belief, hands rubbing my eyes like small child to get rid of the sleepy dust that had settled there overnight. It was early and we'd only fallen asleep perhaps 3 hours ago. I was absolutely shattered and not ready for my day of 'important' learning, but Dori looked even worse. There was the familiar murmuring from her and her hair was more of a mess than mine for once. She was still sleeping, bless her soul, and I poked her in an attempt to wake her up, she muttered under her breath before turning over and pulling her pillow tighter to her sighing out happily "Lydia..." A little too happily.
I wondered about the contents of that dream, but chose not to look too far into it in case I could never look at her or my bed ever again...ugh. That was not what I wanted to think about in relation to my own sister and her future-wife. It was actually kind of disgusting to think about Dori doing anything close to that...I should probably stop thinking about this, it was getting really creepy.
"Dori...Dori get up..." I pushed her harder from my spot sat on the heels of my feet. I was sure my dark hair had formed its usual birds nest and I still hadn't put my glasses back on, making everything ridiculously blurry seeing as I was unfortunately blind as a very very old bat. I, however, wasn't as cute in the mornings as said bats unfortunately.
Dori merely pulled the pillow tighter to herself moving slightly further away from me making me huff at how hard she was to wake in the mornings sometimes. It was actually a wonder that she ever got to school on time...I swear she could sleep for days and sleep through practically anything including that time a whole bunch of fire trucks, ambulances, and police cars were down our road because of a traffic accident at 1 in the morning.
"Dori!" If pushing her wouldn't work, maybe yelling in her ear would. She started awake, losing her balance and falling off the bed and onto the floor. The terrified look on her face as she scrambled for purchase only succeeding in grabbing more and more of the loose covers was enough to have me bawling with laughter; blind or not blind that was the best thing I'd seen to date. She was usually at least somewhat graceful and it was with complete joy that I watched her fall with a quiet ooph.
"What the fuck?!" I scrambled off the bed and grabbed my glasses as she stood turning to me with a scowl that could rival Thorin Oakenshield's. Sure I had woken her up, but did she really have to be so angry. If I didn't she'd never get up and then where would we be? Well I'd be a school and she'd be here....and mum would be pissed at me even more for leaving Dori here instead of taking her to school. Bloody school. School that I was way too tired to even think about surviving.
"You weren't waking up! What else was I supposed to do?" I shrugged, using the bed as a barrier between the two of us. She looked about ready to hit me, I knew...well I had faith that she wouldn't, but with Dori sometimes you can never be too careful, especially when it's her sleep that you're interrupting. She loved her sleep a great deal, perhaps more than anything else in her life.
"Leave me to my sleep...?!" I rubbed a hand on the nape of my neck, looking at her over the tops of my glasses with a guilty smile...so maybe I could have left her for a bit and tried again but...
"To your sweet dreams of Lydia?" A surprising flush came to her cheeks at the mention of her dreams...which lead me to two assumption either she was just embarrassed about a simply innocent dream or it wasn't so innocent and my bed was I need of a wash...ugh...why did I have to ask these questions?
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Dear Rabbit
FanfictionIt wasn't easy being a new student in America when asking for a rubber meant an entirely different thing! Charlotte and her Step-Sister, Dori, are two entirely different people trying to navigate high school drama and their own issues. When a pair o...
