L. Trinity Michaels. Op. 17

Chapter 6

"Lana! Gabby!" Bang! Bang! Bang!

This is what I'm waking up to. I guess Gabby is up too because I hear her from the trundle beside my bed say, "Whaaa? Is that Elizabeth?"

Gabby is answered by more banging on my bedroom door. "Oh my god! You guys are soooo lazy! LANA! GABBY!"

Nobody but Elizabeth make this big of a deal of waking us up.

Why is she waking us up at - I look at my clock - 7:30am? "What do you want, Elizabeth?!"

She finally opens the door and turns on the light, nearly blinding me in the process. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm not feeling well so I'm going to stay home from the game today. You didn't have to be so rude."

She confuses me so much sometimes. This is literally as far from twin-epathy as it gets.

I'm saying, "And how exactly does this concern me?" at the same time as Gabby is saying,
"WHAT!?"

Now I'm even more confused. It probably has something to do with the fact that it's 7:30 in the morning. Too early. Ugh.

"Think about it Gabby: It would be better for me to throw up here than on the field because the game would be canceled. You can't play with puke on the field. Sorry."

"I wasn't going to go anyway and you know that I never go so why did you have to wake me up?" I say, clearly not in the mood for their soccer talk.

Elizabeth ignores me, turns on her heel and sickly trudges to her room. Wow. She's too sick to strut.

I actually feel kind of bad for Elizabeth. I know how much she hates missing soccer.

But honestly I don't really care right now. She could have told us later, at a reasonable time instead of at 7:30 IN THE MORNING. I flop back down onto my pillow and attempt to fall asleep.

Before I'm fully asleep I hear Gabby angrily stomp out of my bedroom as she grumbles, "I need to text the team."

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Ring! Ring! Ring!

Oh my god. What is it this time? Why is the TARDIS whooshing in my room?

I sit up in my bed and squint at the clock. It reads 10:09am. I guess that's better than 7:30am.

Right beside the clock is my phone. Oh, the TARDIS whoosh is my ringtone. I forgot.

Ring! Ring!

I pick up my phone and see Ely's name on the screen.

Oh, no! He's calling to tell me he doesn't need a tutor anymore. I guess I was wrong about last night. I guess I wasn't tutoring him right, after all. Or maybe he just doesn't like me.

Ring! Ring!

Either way, I can't answer it! It will be too embarrassing.

But if I don't answer then he might have to tell me in person on Monday in orchestra class. That would be a million times worse.

Ring! Ring!

I have to answer it.

I tap on the answer button and hesitantly bring the phone up to my ear. "Hello?"

"Hey, Lana. Did I wake you up? You sound a bit sleepy."

"Uh... yeah. But it's ok. This isn't the first time I've been woken up this morning."

He laughs a little at this. "Well, sorry about that. I'm guessing it was your sister by the amount of annoyance. Anyway, I was just calling because you left your pencil pouch at the library last night. I would have given it to you but you were already gone."