Mystery Boy

Going back to hell

M: Dad, come on I was watching that

I grumbled, watching the man changing the channel from my program. I was tectonically here first and I was watching the new episode of “The Walking Dead”, great series by the way, but not so great than “Twilight”.  I mean it’s based on a girl who’s trapped in a love triangle between Edward, who’s a vampire and Jacob, who’s a werewolf. Even though there both hot, I’m on team both because there both cool and all. Thing is though, if those things were real, I would totally be a werewolf. But I don’t think us humans survive those kinds of things.

Dad: aren’t you going to school tomorrow

My dad said, snapping me out of my thoughts. I groaned remembering I had to go to school tomorrow. It was a Monday and I was “sick still” my mother had said, so I took yet another day off. Which leaves me with the total of 5 days off from the new quarter; which is the last quarter of the year.

M: uh yea, don’t remind me

Dad: then hop to bed

I groaned as I got up, making my way upstairs.

M: night

I opened my door and got ready for bed, putting on my oversized t-shirt and brown caperers on, and then hopping into bed. I looked at my ceiling, wondering how it was going to be tomorrow.  I go to East High school and I was currently in junior year, 17 years old and star runner of the Track team. I giggled at that as I looked to my left to see Trophies and ribbons of all my meets I won. I was known throughout the meets since I won all my events in the past life. Still I had just a few friends and no boyfriend to love and cherish me. I rolled my eyes at how idiotic that sounded as I closed my eyes and dreamed.

Next day

Mom: honey wake up or you’re going to be late for school

She yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I grumbled as I got up and felt like a zombie. I smirked as I stretched and landed on the floor. I put my arms out and walked stiff as I made my way downstairs, groaning like a zombie.

M: ahh, must eat mommies’ brains

My mom jumped like a scary cat and places her hand above her heart.

Mom: don’t do that

I started laughing as my dad walked in with the newspaper in hand. I saw he was wearing his business suit and and carrying his brief case.

Dad: morning kiddo

M: I’m not a kid, I’m a zombie. ROAR

My daddy chuckled and sat down for breakfast, grabbing the cup of coffee on the table.

Mom: you better hurry up and get changed, before you don’t have breakfast

My mom said and I zoomed up speedy quick, I thought for sure I was going to get caught by the cops for that. For that I was right because I was knocked down on the floor by my big butt brother.

M: ahh oh no I’ve been caught

Bro: ha got you big head Larry. We’ve been looking for your ass in Texas and realized you moved to California. What do you got to say for yourself?

Aden, my brother, was on top of me. He put my hands behind my back and picked me up, like cops do in TV. We had been playing cops and robbers since we we’re kids, even though we’re teenagers, we still like to play some times.

M: well where’s your wallet there copper

Aden: what

He let go of me and patted his jeans and I laughed evilly.

M: ha-ha, I’m free

I ran towards my room while Aden ran after me.

Aden: hey get back here

M: you’ll never catch me alive

I slammed my door and locked it. I ran to my bathroom and took the quickest shower ever. I then got dressed, putting my blue skinny jeans and my red shirt that says “Stop, don’t touch”. I ran downstairs to see Aden going for my pieace of bacon, as I slapped his hand away.

M: Don’t touch my bacon woman

He smiled but took it anyway as mom gave me another.

M: thx mom

Mom: hurry up

Aden and me scarfed down the breakfast like wild animals. My dad was laughing as my mom grumbled about us not having table manners. We then rushed out of the house, grabbing our bags and yelling bye.

Aden: well sister dear, what should we go today

M: I don’t know, brother. Should we take the red Corvette or the black one?

We tapped our chins and thought about it. We do this every single day of school; our parents were loaded, since my dad was sheriff and my mom a detective.

Aden: the black one it is

M: I was thinking the same thing

We both laughed as Aden got behind the wheel, since it was his car. We do get on each other’s nerve a lot but in the end, we do just fine.

We finally pulled into East high parking lot, parking next to a new shiny black BMW. I opened the door and realized it was as dark inside as I met my brother at the back of the car. I guess the person was already inside

M: who do you think that car belongs to?

Aden: probably John’s car, he was bugging his parents for a new one, but not a BMW

M: hmm

Aden: or it could be the new kid

I frowned

M: what new kid

Aden: you know, the new kid in my grade

M: our grade

Aden: hey just because I’m a few months older doesn’t mean people know that