Jurassic World

Knock Knock

Haha, thanks to all the encouraging messages that had the word update in them, I finally finished.

Joan woke up to someone poking her arm. She frowned and hugged her t-rex stuffed animal tighter. This was one messed up dream. Who dreams of a constant poking at their arm? She squatted at the offending... whatever was poking her.

It stopped. She snuggled her large stuffed friend in approval. She needed sleep. The morning would be shit for her. And then she suddenly heard the sound of a camera snapping a picture. A second snapping was heard, but it was closer. Like in front of her face close.

What.

What?

Joan abruptly sat up, knocking the arm of the person in her home. A phone was knocked out of their hand and on to her bed. A familiar laugh rang out, "Joan, Joan! It's just me."

Owen.

She turned to him, her face bright red, "The hell?!"

He was dressed in a cream coloured shirt and green shorts. He was missing his vest, which she found slightly amusing. She glared at him "Why are you in my house?!"

He pointed to the alarm that read 11:02. She paled, "SHIT!" She got up and promptly tripped on her bed sheets. She stuck her arms out, bracing for impact.

"Woah there! I knew you were falling for me, but I didn't quite expect like that."

Owen pulled her up by her arms. She stared at him and he smirked back. Her face was turning redder by the second. She blinked before resuming her running to the bathroom. She slammed the door, trying to ignore the male in her bedroom. She put on more deodorant and furiously brushed through her now red and black hair. She heard laughing from her bedroom, "Nice panties!"

She looked in the mirror and groaned. She was wearing Batman panties and a tight fitting Captain America shirt. Of course. The one morning she wakes up late and he has to wake her up. It was usually the other way around. Most times she saw something slightly scarring like the "Faster than Flash" boxers he had.

She shook her head and stopped checking herself out in the mirror. She ran out of her bathroom and quickly grabbed fresh clothes. She heard Owen laughing some more as he got a fresh view of her in her version of pajamas. She was so glad she showered at night so she could change quickly. She rushed and brushed her teeth quickly. She shoved on her uniform and put on a bit of gold eyeliner to bring out the brown in the center of her blue eyes. Her eyes were so out of place with her olive skin and thick black hair. The only thing she inherited from her mom. Only thing she could remember her by. Blue eyes.

She rushed out of the bathroom and grabbed her belt that was draped over a chair. She hastily fastened in on and then shoved her knife and sheath on the the right side. She used her knife with her left and she wrote with her right oddly enough. She ran to her bed and grabbed her leather boots that she had placed under her bed. She quickly pulled them on, ignoring that Owen was sitting on her bed and playing around his phone. She zipped up the back and turned to him.

Joan looked on her counter at the gold and silver ring. She was really fond of it. It was kind of like a luck charm. She had three other rings and she wore them when ever she could. It was a habit she had to break when she starting working at Jurassic World. They might get lost. Joan picked it up and considered putting it in her pocket to wear. She sighed and slipped in her pocket. Owen watched the ring with narrowed eyes. He cleared his face of anything but mirth when she turned around.

"Okay. What time is it?"

"11:16."

She fist pumped, "Record time." It took her lest than 15 minutes.