The Music Next Door

Chapter 2

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Chapter 2

My eyes shot open. I looked around.

Pink walls with posters everywhere. Just my room. I rub my eyes and sat up straight.

Ouch.

My head was pounding heavily. I rubbed my temples because that always seems to help against it. I streched my arms. Leaning against the headboard of my bed I took my cellphone from the nightstand to check the time.

3 missed calls, 5 new messages.

I checked all of them and they were all from Stella, received last night asking me where I was. I decided to call her later. I'm going to get a heck of a lecture from her.

Last night.

What happened last night? Why can't I remember anything?

Think think think stupid brain. Let me see, new neighbors, familiar face, Carter Underwood.

Oh shit.

I slapped my hand over my mouth. That's where everything came flooding back to me, the fight, the running, the park, the raining and the bus stop.

But what happened after we were at the bus stop? I can't remember. And how did I end up home? The thoughts of Carter Underwood made me grimace. I can't stand him.

Sigh. I'm so going to get lectured or more like yelled by my mom later for walking out against her demand. What is with people lecturing me? I rather go to school and get 'lessons' from Mr Snort bragging about his live in chemistry classes.

I threw my cellphone back on the nightstand. What was I suppose to do again? Oh, right. I took my cellphone again and checked the time; 12;00 am. Relieved washed over me. Nobody's home at this hour. Lecturing and yelling can wait longer.

Something's not right. I looked down at my clothes and they were the same as yesterday. I was still wearing Carter's shirt over mine and it smelled just like him. I shrugged and went to the bathroom and did my daily routine. I decided to wear something comfortable today and chose a big shirt and baggy pants. Tying my hair in a messy bun I went to the kitchen to eat breakfast or more like lunch. There was loud rumbling noise in the kitchen.

Shit, and I thought I was home alone. Holding my breath I decided it's now or never. Even though I prefer never but that's never going to happen. lol see what I did there? But to my surprise it was Chloe in the kitchen.

"Oh, ugly face finally decided to wake up" She said, examining me. "Omg, did you get hit by a bus last night? You're looking worse than ever"

"Shut up Chloe. It's home, not a model show.I don't need to dress up like plastic barbies. Oh sorry, I mean you" I retorted, toasting a slice of bread for myself. She couldn't keep her bitchyness to herself this early in the morning, could she? Ruining my day already.

"Har Har, look at you. A bit cranky here aren't you? Probably woke up at the wrong side of the bed again"

Are you fucking kidding me? She started making rude comments and now she's calling me cranky? Typical Chloe. "Don't waste my time Chloe. Go talk to your boyfriends" I smeared Nutella on my toasted bread. Everyone loves Nutella.

She glared at me. "Talking about boyfriends, don't you think it's too early to pick on a boy that just moved in yesterday? You're being too slutty Brenda"