𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙪𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙗𝙤𝙮

𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗

part 5

i wake up to theo at the bedroom door, dressed in his clothes from yesterday with his shoes in his hands. "WAKE UP", he yells into the room while my eyes are barely open. i try to sit up but i can't for some reason. i rub my eyes and look to my right side to see that im literally on top of boris, with  his arms draped around my back.
                     (reference pic)

i immediately wiggle my way out of his arms. FUCK. have we been sleeping like this all night??? okay play it cool lucy, it happens. you two were asleep and drifted towards each other. be cool it literally means nothing. my thoughts are interrupted by theo again, "WAKE THE FUCK UP.", he yells throwing a shoe at boris. boris pops up startled, shouting something in a different language. "GET UP ITS 10:30 WERE SO FUCKING LATE.", theo says looking at both of us. i rub my temples and pick up my phone from beside me on the bed. "shit!", i say after seeing the time. boris, who's still half asleep but sitting perfectly upright is groaning. "ugh why so worried potter, we are always late, is fine.", he says in his broken english rubbing his eyes. theo comes over to the be and grabs boris by the shoulders, "the calculus test is today you dumb fuck and if i don't pass i'm gonna get held back.", theo says shaking him trying to get his point across. boris has a look of realization and pops out of bed and on to his feet. "shit, go start the car while we get dressed, we'll be fast.", he says tossing the car keys from his dresser to theo. theo runs downstairs and i hear the front door slam shut. i get out of bed while boris frantically runs around his room looking for clothes. i look out of boris's window and see my truck isn't in the drive way, "fuck my mom isn't back yet.", i say. " is ok new girl, i was going to drive you to school anyways.", boris says turning around with a smile. "no but my house key is on my car keys, i wont be able to get in and get clothes.", i say slightly remembering the blur of theo's wet body asleep on my clothes last night. "but we went there last night for food, yes?", he asks like he's not entirely sure it happened. " yeah but I locked the door from the inside when we left, i was too drunk to think about how i would get clothes today if she was still gone." , i say mad at myself for being so careless. "here!", boris says tossing me a pair of sweatpants, "wear sweater and these pants.". i catch the sweatpants and throw them of over the boxers i was wearing last night, and straighten out the sweater in wearing. "thanks dude.", i say relieved i'm not gonna have to wear the damp clothes from the night before. we run downstairs after boris wiggles his way into a pair of skinny jeans. "shit how am i gonna brush my teeth?", i say feeling gross. boris looks at me, "no time, we just have to use gum.", he says pulling out a pack of spearmint gum out of his bag and tossing me a piece. gross. oh well, i literally don't have way to brush my teeth so i guess i have to settle for gum today. i pop it into my mouth and grab my bag as we head for the door. i go out first and hear boris yell, "goodbye popchyk, be good!", as he comes out behind me and shuts the door. theo rolls down boris's car window, "both of you, in the back im driving today.", he says. why do we have to sit in the back? oh shit. the passenger side door doesn't work and theo doesn't look like he's in the mood to get out and let boris crawl in through the drivers side. boris and i look at each other and get into the back of the car. as soon and the car door shuts theo is backing out of the drive and flying down the street. i take a hair tie from my wrist and put my hair up as best as i can with no brush. theo seems calmer now that we're in the car and driving. i notice boris snickering, and raise my eyebrows at him as a way to say "what?". he pats the middle seat and i scoot over to it, he gets next to my ear and whispers, "his face, it still has the marker on it.", i get a flash of last night (which im still remembering in bits and pieces) and remember we drew on his face. i let out a small chuckle. "what? what is it?", theo says listening to us giggle. when we don't answer he looks in the rear view mirror to look at us, but instead catches a glimpse of his face. "ohhh fuck you boris. hardy har har your a funny guy aren't you?", he says wiping the marker off his face with his thumb. this only makes us laugh harder, "i told you he would think it was me.", boris says still whispering in my ear. we laugh for a few more seconds before we both realize how bad our head hurt. "fuck my head is throbbing", boris says rubbing his temples. "i already took two advil's and i fell fine, so who's the one laughing now hm?", theo says with a hint of victory in his voice. "shut it potter.", boris says with a groan. boris plops his head on my shoulder, his eyes are closed and he's got a look of pain on his face. my head is throbbing too hard to think about anything so i lay my head on top of his and close my eyes. "sorry for grabbing you last night, you kept scooting towards me and you were cold to the touch. i held you to warm you up, but i fall asleep right after.", i hear boris whisper under my head. he grabbed me last night? he was the one who grabbed me and not the other way around? the first thing i can think to say is, "shit sorry, i move around a lot in my sleep and-", trying to apologize for moving from my side of the bed. "no is okay, i slept good with you on top of me. was very peaceful.", he whispers back cutting my apologies off. boris lifts his head from my shoulder bumping it on mine as he does so. we both let out a, "ouch!", then laugh before rubbing our heads with our hands. "pass we the weed potter.", boris says holding his hand out. this kid is fucking crazy. i'm so hungover the thought of drinking water makes me nauseous, and he wants to smoke? "how can you smoke right now? i feel like im gonna yack.", i say looking at him impressed and confused. theo opens the glove box and hands him the weed and papers. "no no, this is for after school, i can't smoke right now, would get to sick.", he tells me twisting his weed filled pill bottle open. "i was impressed there for a second.", i say nudging him playfully with my elbow. "no boris can't handle smoking with a hangover, he did it once and freaked out, puked everywhere. you would've thought he was on cid or something.", theo says looking at me in the rear view mirror. boris looks a theo and gives him the finger. theo pulls into the school parking lot after about fifteen more minutes of driving. we unbuckle our seat belts, get out, and race to the office where we collect our tardy passes. "cmon we have english right now, we got about thirty minutes left in class.", theo says walking down the hall and checking his watch. as we all walk into english and give our slips to the teacher, and sit in our seats in the back. i feel everyone staring. after about 10 seconds no one is looking anymore...accept a black haired girl at the front of the class. she's smirking at me, but not in a friendly way more like a snarky way almost? i don't remember seeing this girl yesterday in class, i would've for sure remembered her, she's gorgeous. black hair, good clothes, nice jewelry, and a perfect smile, but the way she's looking at me makes me feel even more nauseous then before. she looks me up and down and cockly snickers , before turning back around in her seat to face the front. i turn to theo, "who's that girl?", i say nudging my head towards her. theo looks and his face goes blank, he looks around me to give boris a glance, but he's already asleep at his desk. theo looks back at me, "no one, just don't talk to her, ok? she's not a good person trust me.", theo says before looking back down at his empty desk. that was weird. maybe she picks on the guys? maybe she's just a mean girl, she definitely has that look to her. whatever, i've never even spoken to her so why would she have any problem with me? i'll just stay out of her way. this year has already had enough drama and having beef with a random girl is not on my 2023 bingo card. our teacher asks a question to the class that i can barley understand, but i see the girls hand shoot up instantly, "yes mrs Garcia?", he says pointing at her hand. the girl gives back an answer to the question, to which the teacher seems throughly impressed by. "very good kailey.", he responds. where have i heard that name before? sure kailey is a common name, but i feel like it has some significance to me for some reason. i can't remember for the life of me even though it's on the tip of my brain, i decide to let it go. after twenty more minutes of class i hear the bell ring and everyone races out the door. i nudge boris with my hand, waking him up. he opens his eyes and looks at theo, me, and the empty class room. "is it lunch?", he asks sitting up and rubber his eyes. "mhm, and on the menu today we have...Tylenol! yum!", i say shaking the bottle of tylenol i found in my bag. i always forget i keep it in there, i saw it when i was getting out a pen and remembered why i love my mom for always making me bring an "emergency medicine pouch" everywhere. i also have Midol and cough drops, but i don't think those would be any help for this killer hangover headache. boris smiles and gets up from his chair, grabbing his bag, "cmon lets go to the car so we don't have to sit in that loud ass lunch room.", he says to theo and me. "alright just let me hit the bathroom first, you guys go ahead and go.", i say to them as we walk out of the class room. the boys nod and head towards the school exit doors, as i make my way to the ladies room. i walk in and head to the mirrors to see how bad my hair is, putting it up with no hairbrush was definitely not a simple task. i take the hair tie out and start combing my hair with my fingers before i put it up again. when i'm about to walk out a stall door close's, and i see the girl who was staring at me, the girl who's name is significant in someway that i can't remember, kailey. she walks up to the sink never taking her eyes off me and begins washing her hands, just as i turn around to leave she speaks. "you know i wouldn't have pegged you for his type.", i turn around to her confused by her words, "huh?", i say with genuine confusion. "don't play dumb. that's bor's sweater. comfy right? yeah i remember, i loved to sleep in it.", she says as i feel my face turn red with embarrassment. she continues, "you know it's sad though.", she turns off the sink and walks towards me grabbing a paper towel from the dispenser beside me. "i mean, sleeping with the first guy you meet here? a little pathetic don't you think?", she moves closer to me, i feel my face still burning red, but it's not from embarrassment anymore, it's anger. i clench my fists, who does this bitch think she is? who even is this bitch? "and showing up to school wearing it? bold move. it's only you're second day here, and you've already got a reputation lucy gardener.", she's inches away from my face now. "you know what people are saying?", she's with a smirk, "they're saying you're a fat. pathetic. desperate. slut.", she emphasizes each word with a stinging tone. before i can stop myself my hand comes up and darts forward in a fist. i look down and see her on the ground holding her nose, groaning. my face turns pale as i come to a realization. kailey. the girl boris told me about last night. oh my fuck. i just punched boris's ex girlfriend in the face.

part 6 out soon