The weekend

27 2 0
                                    

I wake up to see Blake staring at me. Why the fuck is he staring at me. Edward Cullen wannabe. Back the fuck up.

"Hi." He says in a way to good of a mood at 7 in the morning.

"Hi?" I say but it came out more of a question.

"I have a question." He says

"Shoot."

"Do you wanna hang out with my family this weekend, and before you say anything I think they would like to meet you." He said way to fast. I'm just left there speechless. I don't know what to say.

"Umm, sure?" I say and once again it comes out as a question.

"Really? Great, umm they will be here in like an hour." And with that he leaves the dorm.

I have an hour to get ready to meet his family. What was I thinking. Hey at least I won't be alone.

I get up from my bed and my eyes go blurry. I have to steady myself with the wall. I walk to the bathroom and look in the mirror and sigh.

Deciding if I look at my reflection any longer I might throw up my organs, I get in the shower and get ready for the day.

What she's wearing:

I get out of the bathroom and see Blake is back in the dorm and ready

Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.

I get out of the bathroom and see Blake is back in the dorm and ready. I walk to my bed and sit down. I look down playing with my hands and when I look up I see him looking at me. I give him a soft smile which seems to bring him out of his thoughts because he looks away.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

Blake gets up and opens the door revealing a fancy looking lady who is probably in her late thirties early forties. I think she's his mum.

"bonjour mon fils." She says
(Hello my son)

I didn't know they spoke French. I also don't have a single clue what she just said.

" bonjour maman, comment s'est passé le trajet ?"
(Hello mum, how was the drive?)

Now I swear they are just speaking gibberish.

"c'était bien, mais tes frères ennuyeux peuvent sucer une bite. tout ce qu'ils faisaient, c'était parler. bla bla bla." She says as she shakes her head.
(It was good, but your annoying ass brothers can suck a dick. All they did was talk. Blah blah blah.)

Blake laughs.

Just then she sees me and pushes Blake out of the way.

"Rude." Blake says but his mother ignores him and keeps walking to me.

"You didn't tell me you were inviting your girlfriend you Baboon." His mother scolds him.

"She isn't my girlfriend. She is just a friend. Her parents couldn't come so I asked if she could join us." Blake explains.

"Tamato, tomato." She waves him off.

Then 4 guys come waltzing in the room.

2 boys who look around mine and Blake's age. They look like twins. Then there's 1 who looks like he could be in his 20s. The last one looks like he could be in his 40s, probably their dad.

"Hey you little fucker." One his brothers say.

"Oh shut the fuck up Oscar." He retorts.

The guy Blake said is Oscar stick his tongue out at him. They finally turn to face me.

They all start to introduce themselves.

"Hey. My name is Danial, I am Blake's father." He says cheerily. I smile at him.

"Jack." The oldest one says. "Sorry you have to deal with my idiot brother all the time" he says.

"Ryan is the name. And let me just say that you are beautiful." He says which causes a blush to skim across my cheeks.

"I'm Oscar." He says.

This is gonna be fun.

Alister AcademyWhere stories live. Discover now