I woke the next morning with a heavy feeling in my chest. Weird I thought to myself. It was around 7:05–Earlier than I liked to wake up but whatever. The sun was barely rising but didn't light up much from being hidden behind the trees in the neighborhood.
I sat up rubbing my eyes and pushing back the excess hair that was in my face. I blinked a couple of times before finally standing up and walking to the bathroom to brush my morning breath away and floss. I opened my mouth and pressed my teeth together to see what they looked like. They were white but not as pearly as I wish they were.
After, I decided to have a little self care day—I needed it anyway. I went back to my room barefoot sense i don't like sleeping in socks so I felt the cold wood of the house on my skin with each step. I grabbed some old dark jean shorts I had bought from a thrift store a while back with a beat up white t shirt that had a printed picture of Edward Scissorhands on it.
I grabbed my phone and took it to the bathroom with me—I like to check my notifications in the morning, see what's new.
I was a Little surprised to see that Rodrick had liked the picture of him I posted along with a notification that said "@lodedrodrick started following you". I followed him back of course.
Other than that, I didn't see much else so I set my phone down and hopped in the shower.
Letting out a deep breath I set the water on the cold setting because I read that it helps with blood flow. Feeling the icy water hit my skin was refreshing I'd say for the most part, just a little out of my comfort zone sense I usually take burning hot showers. So hot to the point my skin turns a bit red afterwards and I'm almost at the point of cooking myself alive.I deeply washed my hair by putting it in sections and scrubbing my scalp especially behind my ears creating lots of suds.
I shaved my whole body to the point where even in the shower I felt my skin being as smooth as glossy tiles. I was like a hairless kitten. I did the rest of my long ass shower routine and stepped out—causing a few footsteps of water to be created on the floor.
I rubbed myself with a lavender scented lotion that felt like a custard from the United Kingdom. I got dressed and put on some flowery deodorant my mom had bought me.
I brushed my hair and decided to braid it—one thing I wasn't so good at. I was able to braid other peoples hair but when it came down to mine, it was a disaster.I looked up a tutorial on my phone to show me how to put my hair into 2 French braids. I parted my hair, took 3 strands and tried to follow along with the lady on the screen. It didn't take much before my hands started to cramp and I almost gave up but after retrying a couple of times I finally was able to get my hair to look decent.
I put on a charcoal face mask to get rid of some of my black heads and may or may not have gotten some on my left eyebrow but mistakes happen. Let's just hope I don't get a bald spot there.
I waited about 20 minutes for it to dry because that's what it said on the packaging but before I could take it off I heard a slight knock on my front door. I was a Little confused on who it could be because it was abnormal for anyone to be at the door this early. I mean it was barely 8:30. I went downstairs, jogging a little and answered the door.
"Oh hi Rodrick" I said as I was met with his dark brown eyes and tall, slim figure on my porch. I forgot I had my face mask on so I was little confused on his weirded out facial expression towards me. "What? Is there something on my face?" I asked. "Yea uh like all over". His hand make a circular motion over his face making me laugh when I figured what he was talking about.
"Ohh I forgot, it's a face mask." "What does it do?" He asked raising a brow at me. "Gets rid of black heads and sometimes a little peach fuzz." "Oh okay, we'll um I just wanted to see what you were doing." He said kind of awkwardly. "To be honest, not much. I was going to have a self care day but I'm not sure what I was going to do after I took off this mask." I told him as I pressed my fingers against the charcoal on my face.
"You wanna hang out? We could go somewhere or idk it's up to you." He placed his hands in his pockets and kind of swayed back and forth.
"Yea that sounds like fun, come in". He smiled a bit as I stood to the side to let him walk then I shut the door, hearing the slight click it made."Come on, I just need to take this thing off and we can do something."
Rodricks pov:
I knocked on y/n's front door hoping she'd answer sense I know she's up early. Personally I'm not a morning person but I wanted to hang out with her and kinda get to know her better.
She answered but I was little startled as she had some weird ass black shit on her face.
She gave me a confused look and asked me if there was anything on her face so I told her there was and it was everywhere. She then laughed a bit and told me it was a face mask so I asked what it did and she explained it got rid of black heads and fuzz."You wanna hang out? We could go somewhere or idk it's up to you." I asked hoping she said would agree. It was a little weird, usually I would avoid her at all costs but now I'm at her front door from my own decision asking her to hang out with me.
She said yes making me smile and she let me in her house. I followed her upstairs and she explained that she just needed to take the mask off and then we could do something.
We were in the bathroom and I sat on the counter and watched as she tried to pull it off but would stop.
"Fuck this shit hurts" she said making me laugh a bit. "Haven't you done this before?"
"Yes but not recently so I forgot how much- OWWW FUCK!" she yelled as she ripped off half the mask from her face. I jumped off the counter and walked towards her."Let me see I'll help you." She gave me full control as I put my hands on the edges of the mask and tugged a bit. She looked at me pure eyed and held onto my wrists creating warmth between our skin. I kinda liked being this close to her if I'm being honest.
I pulled the rest of the mask off and she dug her nails into my skin. "AHHH SHIT" she yelled then let out a hard breath and looked at me.
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Boy Next Door {Rodrick Heffley}
Fanfiction"...I'm not really afraid anymore" he said a bit quietly. "Afraid of what?" I asked him slowly. "I'm not really afraid to say that I have feelings for you..."