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Chapter 9: One Moment...

Chapter 9: One Moment... 

Okay, well, who would realize when an idiot was literally having a midnight snack with his bunny slippers? Not I because I think I'm like blind at night. Let's just say last night wasn't the best night of my life (except for having the delicious slice of apple pie)...

After dinner I settled down into my bed, with a heavy stomach of delicious slices of apple pie that Hannah made just for me. I went into a good deep sleep when a sudden thumping noise woke me. Ever since the kidnapping in the plane, I started to freak out and get alarmed with every sound I heard around me.

"Thump... thump... thump..." I could clearly tell that the thing or person was going downstairs as the sound faded away. My heartbeat started to accelerate and my palms were starting to sweat buckets. I grabbed the bat from under the bed that I kept just in case someone kidnapped me again. I raised it above my head, ready to hit the mysterious person. I slowly opened the door and cringed at the creaky noise it made. I tip toed down the stairs, glad that the mahogany stairs didn't make squeaky sounds. I turned the corner of the fourth floor to a slice of light coming from a door. I inhaled and exhaled as quietly as possible and held my breath as I realized the tall outline of black near something that seemed to be a fridge. I gulped and took a step forward as the person gobbled up a bunch of things. I still couldn't see a thing even though the light shone on to the black outline to reveal a pair of bunny slippers. I swung the bat really hard in hopes of hitting the person and with a "thump!" the person fell to the ground. Frightened with what I did, I ran off to my bedroom. I leapt onto my bed and shivered under the covers and soon went into a good deep sleep as I heard everything get silent in the house.

So, all in all, here I am in the morning having a screaming match with Jake, who oh-so-happened to enjoy midnight snacking.

"You happened to be in your bunny slippers and you are dissing me off because I carried a bat and it was too dark that I didn't see you?"

"Yeah, exactly turd-face." Jake said.

"Oh, so now you want to work it out this way, huh? Fine...your armpits smell so bad that the teacher gave you an A for NOT raising your hand."

"Your butt is so big, when you go to class you sit next to everyone."

"Argh! You are SOOOO hitting the last nerve, Jake!" I screamed at him. One more stupid insult he throws at me, it going to be the end of him.

"Uh huh. You are so thin that the librarian asked you to volunteer as a bookmark." He said, pushing my last button.

I lunged at him with a warrior cry and punched him in the stomach as he kept laughing. After a couple of punches, I was starting to get exhausted.

"You know what? I'm just gonna head back upstairs." I exclaimed. I got up and brushed up the dust.

As soon as I got upstairs, I called Cecilia and talked to her before I went into an anxiety attack. "Cecilia?"

"Well, great way to greet me on the first pick up after what, one or two weeks, Alya. Plus, you're the one who called, not I sir." She said, sarcastically.

"Haha. Well, guess who got to hit Jake on the head with a bat?" I said, grinning slyly.

"Haha! Really? When did this all happen?"

I took the time to tell her the story from last night and added a few more things about my life in Los Angeles.

"Okay, I gotta run Alya... I'll try to call you later."

"Okay, sweetie, take care." I said, hanging up and threw my phone on to my pillow. I took all the will power and 'un-laziness' I had, to pull myself off the comfortable bed. I ran across the hall and down the stairs where I heard the quietest sniffles. I gasped as I saw Owen with his hands covering his face. I ran up beside him and laid a comforting hand on his shoulder. I pulled him into a big teddy bear-ish hug and let him cry until he wanted to tell me what happened. Soon, the sniffling stopped and he just stayed in my arms silently. He got up looking like a zombie and walked away from me. He stopped and slowly turned to face me and whispered the words, "I'm sorry."