The Boys

gasoline

I wake up the next morning to Zack's alarm. It scares the living shit out of me, actually. It's a freaking pterodactyl screeching.

"What the hell was that?!" Is the first thing I yell on this fine Thursday morning. Zack wakes up normally and turns his alarm off.

"I should have warned you, sorry. He muttered, half asleep.

"Why is that your alarm?" I asked, getting my breathing back to normal.

"I'm a heavy sleeper." He shrugged innocently.

"You don't say?" I rolled my eyes and stretched out.

"I don't feel like school today." He sighed and face planted his pillows.

"You could probably blag a day off if you cried hard enough." I winked although he couldn't see me. "What's the time anyway?" It was early, I could feel it in my bones. I'm not a morning person.

"Like, 7?" He says into the pillow. I join him with a groan.

We eventually go downstairs for breakfast. Helena and Robert were making cups of tea and coffee for the older boys like Josh who seemed to be hanging. Everyone else but Luke were up.

"Eve, you're just the person I need at 7:21AM." Jacob says to me when I enter the room with Zack by my side.

"Um... hello?" I asked quietly. It's kind of a shock for Helena and Robert to hear me talking as I don't think I've spoken around them yet.

"The school wants to know what school you went to before." He states.

"South Wilts Grammar School for Girls... Why?" I frowned.

"Whoa, an all girls school?" Harry joined in the conversation. I nod, waiting for Jacob to answer my question.

"So you've never really been around boys?" Marcus asked. I shake my head. Being in a house full of boys was a massive change. I went to a primary school with boys but my parents decided I was smart enough to go to a private secondary school so off I went to one of the best ones in the south west. Thankfully, it was in Wiltshire and I only had to catch the bus every morning to get there.

"Are you secretly really smart?" Jacob asked. I shrug. I don't know. I'm predicted all A's once I finish secondary school. I think that might change now, though.

"Well, Miss Cleaver, have fun in a public school with stinky boys." Thomas winked over at me. I don't know if I should be scared or not.

"Oh, and to answer your question, it's because they need your current and predicted grades so they can work out what classes you should be put in." Jacob says as he writes the school name down.

I don't think I should tell him about the A's. I don't want to seem really smug about them. One of these boys might be extremely smart as well. I don't want to take his place.

"What would you like for breakfast, Eve?" Helena asks me. Oh god. I have to speak to her. I have to tell her that I don't eat breakfast.

"I'm not hungry, thanks." I say quietly, nervousness evident in my voice.

"You sure?" Robert asked. I just nodded and sat with Zack while he ate Sugar Puffs absentmindedly. I started texting Anna and Emma as I knew they would be awake. Our school didn't start until 10 and it finished at 4:30. No one really got up until 8:30. We, as teenagers, found that we had some kind of sleep as school started late.