Dark Memories

Chapter: 20

~Rachael's P.o.v~

"Go away peasant" I growl at the person trying to awake me from my slumber, pulling the hotels plain white bed covers over my head.

"Rach get up time for school. your brother already left his boyfriend took him and I'm going to the recording studio Sooo boo bear get up also phft if anything your the peasant! Haven't we been over this?"

"Go to hell" I say darkly. yup I'm defiantly not a morning person "just like your mom" he mutters "GET UP!!!" A loud voice yells in my ear causing me to jump and fall of the bed in fright "what the fuck Coma!!!" I scream at a laughing Christian Mora/coma
"hey Andy now she sounds just like you"

"Well technically I don't sound like I went through puberty five hundred times but whatever" sleepily tubing my eyes looking at my phone to see what time it is '7:50' dammit I'm gonna be late! Grabbing a pair of red yellow skinny jeans and a black Nirvanna band shirt along with boys that happen to be just like my dads, he bought them. running to the bathroom sliding because of my socks and ramming into the sink countertop "DAMN IT ALL TO HELL BLOODY FUCKER THAT HURT"

I can hear the guys laughing in the kitchen "fuck you too!" I call at them then looking in the mirror seeing eyeliner and mascara all over my eyelids and a few smudges on my cheek and rats nests in my dark brown hair; I look like shit. why can't I wake up like Beyoncé? Perfect, then again I highly doubt she wakes up like that cause let's face it us females are terrifying in the morning. washing the make up off and applying new make up then hurrying up and putting my clothes on not forgetting to brush my nest of a hair.
"Bye guys-oh wait your already gone" I say after realizing the left when I was getting dressed, grabbing a banana and my keys on the way out out the door and going to my beautiful baby aka my car "wait.. why won't you start" I asks myself turning the key in the ignition multiple "Dammit all to hell!" I say reacting what I said earlier.

Today is just not my day.

Groaning I grabbing my black cotton jacket that was in the passenger seat and putting on putting up the good as well because let's face it nature had to be a bitch today and have it rain.

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"Dammit all to hell" I say again, I repeat today is not my day "kitty!" I squeal seeing a ginger cat running across the road... away from me.

So it's now 8:00 o'clock and I'm officially late..wait why didn't I just fucking call my dad??!?!?? I'm so stupid "and phones dead" I muster cursing every curse word I know "Rachael?" "Cameron?" I say seeing the familiar boy pull up in a gray Chevy.

"Yeah.. do you need a ride to school? don't want you catching someone or getting kidnapped now do we?" He laughs. life hates me. "sure thanks"

Silence.

Silence is the best thing when your in the care with someone you strongly dislike.. well at least he was nice enough to give me a ride.. hold that thought Rachael he might be a serial killer you never know.
"Rachael" he says snapping out of my thoughts of him murdering me "yes?"
"I asked why you were walking" he smiles showing cute little dimples. woah woah woah I did not referee Cameron In any way shape or form cute nope not happening "long story shirt dad gone, car not working and didn't realize I could call someone till it was to late and my phone died.. I know I'm an idiot"

"Your not an idiot just unfortunate" he replies glancing at me "ok, so why are you late?"

"Well I'm not unfortunate or stupid just to lazy to get out of bed until my aunt poured ice water on me" I giggle a little at the image of him screaming like a girl soaking wet looking like a murderess wet cat "glad I can amuse you" I nod drumming my fingers on the door handle "so are you sure you'll never go in a date with me?" This is why I hang out with gay guys "mhm" I smirk closing my eyes for the rest if the ride.