The Big Bad Wolf

Chapter Three

 Chapter Three

Have you ever woken up in an unfamiliar place before?

            I mean this in the utmost honest way possible –it’s a strange experience. Most of the time when we awake after a long and adventurous night, we evidently expect to open our eyes up to our own room, our own bed, our own walls. Yet, as we awake –as such instances as I am describing to you right now- we are greeted by the sights, scents, and sounds of complete unfamiliarity.

            And even if you have woken up in an unfamiliar place before, then I doubt you have been greeted by the same sights, scents, and sounds I have.

You must be disagreeing with me, aren’t you?

            Well, allow me to ask you this… Have you ever woken up in a house entirely owned by four young, very attractive, and absolutely rebellious bad boys?

I didn’t think so.

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Jude woke up, welcomed by the sight of four indigo walls surrounding her, as she lied on a sea of black. As she looked around, she saw playboy bunny posters, a mahogany dresser missing two of its six drawers, and an untidy floor covered with clothes. The bed she was laying on was all black, and to her surprise, it was quite comfortable.

Jude already knew where she was. She could instantly tell. She sat up and stretched greatly. Her bones cracked and she instantly felt sore.

            Outside of the closed door, she heard them talking. “Do you think she’s awake?” one of them asked. “Of course not! It’s eight o’ clock in the morning. She’s probably still drooling on your pillow, Aidan.” So this was Aidan’s room. Lovely.

“Shut up, dickhead, or I’ll make you wash my shit.”

“You both need to shut up! You’re going to wake her.” Jude sighed and then yawned. She looked at her reflection in the mirror behind the door and decided that she might as well greet them and quickly find a bathroom. Morning breath is an awful thing, really.

Jude opened the door and walked into a hallway with peeling paint and cracked floorboards. She heard the noise coming from her left, so she followed it. Immediately, she walked into the living room/dining room/kitchen area. “Who cares if she wakes up? No amount of ‘beauty sleep’ she takes will help.”

She saw all four boys –they all turned their heads towards her, their expressions blank.

Jude looked at Aidan, who was obviously the one to say that. She glared at him. “I really appreciate that comment, Aidan, really. While we’re at it, shall we discuss your private drawer of tidy whiteys?”

“Aidan! You have girl panties!” Ray exclaimed, and began to howl and laugh, as well as Sam.

“I do not! The brat is lying!” He said angrily. She just nodded, smirking at him. “Sure, whatever you say, Aidan.”

The boys –minus Noah- continued to laugh at Aidan. “Um, where’s the bathroom?” Jude asked suddenly, the urge to brush her teeth and rinse out her mouth growing great. “First door on you left.” Noah said calmly.

Jude walked to the bathroom, and as she walked away, she heard Ray start to say, “I wouldn’t be surprised if you pranced around your room, wearing thongs, while your iPod blasted Lady Gaga!”

Aidan began to tell Ray off, when Sam –in an attempt at sounding like Aidan- yelled, “BUT BABY, I WAS BORN THIS WAY!”

Jude immediately started to laugh hysterically and scurried off into the bathroom. Before she could hear another word, she closed the bathroom door.