Between Two Worlds

Chapter 4

Buzz Buzz Buzz

I woke up at the third ring. Got up. Took a bath. Got dressed. Ate breakfast.

Mom and dad looked pleased and happy. I came down and not the normal "good morning", "take a seat". So I smiled at them and greeted a good morning. We even talked a bit through breakfast. I asked them why they looked so happy and they said it was because of Christine. "Christine? What about her?", I asked them. Mom looked like a little girl. She was almost bouncing up and down her chair and clapping her hands like a retard. "Well, we're very proud of you, honey. You're taking a step at you're social skills and you proved that to us by bringing your friend over at our humble house. Well that was a shock. Sometimes I feel like there's something wrong with our family.

First, 'humble home'? Seriously? If I didn't live here I would freak out and be completely nervous. The size of the house was unmissable. It was already a distance walking from the lawn to the house. Trees were lined up neatly and there was a single fountain that was always working outside. No weeds, nothing. Inside was marble. Marble floor, the dining room and bedrooms have floor to ceiling glass windows. The kitchen was by far my favorite place, next to my bedroom. It has the most comfortable and homy feeling to it. The cabinets were stocked with food which I always took when I was a kid. Unfortunately, growing up had its liabilities. My room is where I get my only privacy. I specifically asked for a transparent clock with the crazy colored numbers and I have a dreamcatcher hanging at the top of my bed. My desk was white and covered with fluffly polka dotted covers. My most priced possession was the cabinet of books I have. My bed has light red covers and my pillows were the black, pink, yellow, and yes, fluffly. Strewn across the floor was a big starry carpet. I always lie down the carpet before lying down my bed. One of the things I want to do before I die was take a picture of myself lying down the best carpet in the world. It would look like I was flying because it was so realistic.

I walked to school. The idea set an outrage at the table but I convinced them. A taste of their own medicine ,I thought. Both of them were great at convincing. Thank goodness I inherited something useful from the both of them. When I got to school, it was still too early so I waited at the library. I used some wifi and looked at my blog. Three new followers, I'm so awesome. The bell seemed to take forever to ring because I had time to tweet about Tom Hiddleston. It usually takes me an eternity because of how many I tweet.

I checked out my phone and saw a text from Christine:

MEET ME AT THE MAIN ENTRANCE!!!

Before rushing off, I checked my facebook notifs and saw that 'Jason Sykes would like to add you as a friend' I confirmed and hurried to meet my weirdo of a friend.

If you call 'walking' rushing off, you're as wrong as me. I definitely thought I was being fast. Maybe it was because of Jason who I bumped into. "Woah, slow down there." Jason said when my head hit his chest and he ended up hugging me to prevent me from falling. It was a second too long but it felt kinda nice. I smelled bubblegum, maybe that was his perfume? I let go and said "Oh, hi. Sorry. I wasn't looking at where I was going, which is pretty stupid. So sorry". "Alyssa." "What?" "You have something in your hair". I touched my hair and felt something sticky. "Eeew! What is this?!" I asked but I didn't want to know. "Look, I'm so sorry. You bumped into me and I accidentally spit out the gum-" I felt like I was the Hulk. "Look at what you did to my hair! Ugh!" It was hard to get out but it took me by surprise when Jason suddenly came near me and reached out to my hair. He was helping me get it out but I know I needed to get it cut. "Damn it, Jason." he looked at me with those green eyes and apologized "Look, I said I'm sorry okay?" So much for an apology... "Jeez. Calm down," I said and then he looked even angrier, "You calm down, Alyssa. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have had detention. And you know, at least I can say sorry. You can't even say a simple 'thank you'". He let go and I felt the gum still hanging at my hair.