disconnected ➸ [l.h]

seven

If I were you, I'd put that away
See, you're just wasted
And thinking 'bout the past again
Darling you'll be okay

I groan reaching for my phone on my window, with doing so I knocked over my cup. Lucky for me it was empty, but not so lucky, it was glass. As I answered the phone it crashed against the phone glass going everywhere, "Fuck sake's." I curse holding my phone to my ear. "Good morning sleeping beauty." I hear Tanner laugh on the other end. "What do you want?" I say falling against the mattress dangling my arm off the side of the bed.

"Well first, be glad we have no school today. But have you heard from Kate? She won't pick up my calls." I sigh burying my face into the cold mattress. "No, you literally woke me up." I say rubbing the side of my face, "Its eleven." he said. "Not on my time, to me its eight." I turn laying on my back. "If you hear from her can you tell her to call me?" he asked. "Well what did you do this time?" I roll my eyes. I hear him groan from the other side, "I don't think I did anything. I mean we went out just last night." I smile, "Where did you go?" I ask. "Some new bar she's been wanting to go to. I guess I got drunk because I woke up at home, I woke about an hour ago and she won't answer my calls."

"Well Romeo, if I hear from Juliet I'll let her know you called. Love you!" I hung up before he could say anything else.

I toss my phone on the other side of the bed, I turn on my side looking down at the broken glass. I sigh, I probably should clean that up.

So far. So much work.

I roll off the other side of the bed, I stand up straight stretching my back before cracking my knuckles. I walk out of my room across the hall to the bathroom, I grab the towel off the counter before walking back in my room around the bed to the mess. I bend down throwing the towel over the mess, I gather all the glass together under the towel so I don't cut myself. I carefully grip the towel picking it up, I grab the few pieces of glass on the floor and put them in the towel.

I walk out my room and down the hall to the kitchen, but when I reach the end of the hall there was a knock at the door. "Its never ends!!" I yell throwing my head back groaning. I walk over to the door unlocking than opening it. "Rough morning, princess?" I narrow my eyes at the dumb annoying pale, now brown haired, idiot on my doorstep. Also known as Michael. "Fuck. You." I was already annoyed and it hasn't even been ten seconds.

He pouted, "What's in the towel?" he asked nodding over to my hand. "Drugs." I smile. He raised his eyebrows, "Glass." I roll my eyes. "Now why are disturbing me?" I ask crossing my arms. "Are you doing anything today?" he smirked. "Yes." I sigh. "Oh really, now what would that be?" he said leaning against the door frame. "Anything that doesn't involve you." I say pushing him back. "Ouch." he held his chest.

"Hang out with Luke." I mutter. "He's busy." Michael snapped. "And that's my problem why?" I ask adjusting my grip on the towel. "Seriously, do you get bitchier each day?" he snapped. "Do you get more annoying?" I ask raising my eyebrows. He huffed, "Fine, have fun staying home alone. Jesus, no wonder why Luke thought you were annoying." he growled. My smiled dropped, "You're a fucking dick." I snap slamming the door close locking it behind me.

I go into the kitchen around the island to the bin and unravel the towel letting the glass drop in there. I toss the towel on the island, I leave the kitchen going back down the hall. I keep forgetting to give that folder to Liz, I read both of them, even though I probably shouldn't, and I'm starting to question on Earth is Luke dating Kenzie.

I look out my window seeing her car in the driveway. I look at the clock seeing its almost eleven, when she normally does her shopping at. I quickly get ready so I won't miss her. I grab my and the folder before running down the hall to the front door, I grab my vans as I hop unlocking the door putting my right shoe on. After I get it on I grab my house key from the table and open the door walking out with one shoe on. I tuck the folder under my arm as I put my other shoe on.