It looked pitch black when I woke up. I thought it was still night, or I had slept through the entire day. I would've been so disappointed if my entire Sunday was gone, then I realized, I have black out curtains in this beautiful room. I got up and grabbed my phone. I turned it on and it said "100%" in bold letters. I unplugged it and looked at the time. It was 4:37pm. Holy shit! Am I the last one to wake up?
I look over to Chloe, and my question is answered: no. I'm not the last to wake up, Chloe's still sleeping. I'm not sure who else is, but Chloe is always a late sleeper. I am too, I'm surprised I got up at all today. I walk over and sit on the edge of my "fit for a queen" bed. It's warm in the room, not too warm. It's comfy!
I go through my notifications. Mostly Instagram likes, a few snaps, and a text from Jason.
Jason: are you alive 😴💤😂
It was sent at two oh nine. Oops... I don't even respond to it. I just go through my Instagram and respond to a few DM's. I blocked two guys, asking me for some type of porn or some shit. I shake Chloe trying to wake her up. Stupid idea, by the way. She hit my arm and threw a fit. She gave me the evil eye, and went under her blankets.
"Ouch, you asshole!" I say laughing.
"Grblgghm!" Is her response.
Not sure how to take it, so I just get up and walk to the French-looking door. I turn the beautifully manufactured knob, and walk out laughing. It's quiet, I shut the door and it clicks. I turn and walk down the hall towards the steps. Two doors down from my room, the door is cracked. I look in and see Emmy and Matt cuddling in a pretty bed. Their room isn't as fancy or big as Chloe and my room, but it's still nice. I wonder who's in the room between us.
I don't care enough to look right now, I'm hungry. I'm going to do to Colt, what he does to me. Which is raid his damn fridge and Blame it on James. Colt's steps are soft, but not as soft as the ones at the house. Colt's house, by far, is prettier, bigger, and more mansion-like than the house I lived in.
I get lost in my thoughts as I work down the soft-but-not-as-soft-as-some, stairs. The image of the shattering glass and the sound of a cracking beer bottle comes into my head. I get chills and shake the image out of my head. I can hear the T.V. in the living room. It's faint, whoever is watching it, is trying to be nice and not wake people up. Or maybe, everyone else fell asleep in the living room.
I walk into the living room and see Colt asleep in the chair and Korbin sprawled out on the couch. There's a blanket on the floor beside him, so I'm guessing he kicked it off. Colt looks practically dead, the only way I know he's not, is the fact that he's snoring. He has the blanket all the way up to his chin. I didn't realize how cold it was downstairs, until I noticed Colt had two blankets.
I walk over and pick up the blanket Korbin kicked off. I gently put it on him, and manage not to wake him up, he just moves a little. I smile to myself and walk through the the hall to the dining room, then I look in the... I don't know what to call it. Library? Study? Computer room? Study sounds sophisticated, so I'll go with study. James was walking around the giant room looking at the books and moving around a ladder that was connected to a pole on the wall. That way, it could be moved but still stay in the same spot.
I'll go in there in a little bit. I'm hungry right now, and I'm feeling generous. I walk into the kitchen and jump when I see Dani in there already. I'm surprised she's awake. She always sleeps longer than me. She smiles at me and walks over to the cabinets, just to rummage and see what's there.
