Silverton North High

Chapter 24: A visit

"Uhmm... Kris?" A voice faintly floated, trying to awaken me.

"Go away," I mumbled, turning over so my back was facing where the voice came from.

I fell into a peaceful trance where I could feel sleep dragging me down.

I felt my body shaking violently and I stubbornly made my body heavy because I wanted to sleep!

I heard some voices mumbling before I felt a COLD whoosh of air touching my feet causing my toes to curl and I sat bolt upright, in order to give space for my feet to fit in a place that wasn't cold.

I saw a blurry figure drop my blanket back onto my lower body. "That always works when you need to wake her up," said a voice that I recognised as my mom's.

Focusing my eyes once more I found that I really was still at SNH and that Ally's voice wasn't a dream. Ally was standing at the foot of my bed with an evil kind of amusement in her eyes. I looked back in front of my and saw that my mother had straightened herself out and my father had joined her. Looking at them now, I could see the signs that deemed them as wealthy people: my dad's gold analogue clock, so sleek it only had the number 6, my mother's favourite chandelier earrings with the light refracting on every single one of the facets on the precious stone.

"Well aren't you going to greet us, honey," mother asked, bringing me back into reality.

"Hi, Mom and Dad, how did you get here?"

My mother opened her mouth but the opportunity to speak was snatched from her clutches by my One Direction pyjamas clad roommate. "You wouldn't wake up when the front office called, so I went downstairs to check what they wanted from you and found your parents sitting in the foyer. The receptionist asked me to lead her to our room because they had something very important to say."

"Precisely," my father piped in breathing out the first word I've heard from him in over 3 months. The only form of communication I had maintained with my parents was by text but if I wanted money, I made sure to Whats App them.

There was a bit of an awkward silence where, I'm sure, my parents were politely waiting for Ally to disengage herself from our conversation. Ally got the hint after my parents simultaneously smiled at her and gave some excuse of needing something from her sisters.

"Well, Kristen, why don't you give us a your of this school of yours," mother asked with a Colgate Toothpaste advert kind of smile.

"No, that could wait," I said being serious. "What was it that you wanted to tell me?" I asked looking at my dad, who seemed the most level-headed compared to my mother.

"There needn't be an emergency in order for us to visit you, we just told that lovely lady at the office that, so we'd have a more "valid" reason to be here," he replied with a smile that was immediately dimmed after my mother shot him a venomous look.

I guess after 19 years of marriage, husbands still aren't supposed to compliment other women.

"Oh, okay, I guess," I said.

"Well come along, dear, give us a tour of your school," mother said