Hectic Morning: Part 1 of Chapter 5
I woke up on what I could sleepily recognize as our basement's floor, huddled inside four or five blankets, two black pillows sustaining my head and I felt another one behind my feet. I looked to my left and Luke's face was right on my shoulder, his arms wrapped around me and other two dark pillows behind him. I tried to wiggle my way out without waking him up but it was a fail to no avail. He stirred in his sleep and yawned nosily, I giggled and tried to make a run for it but as I got on my knees he grabbed my left arm and looked at me mischievous.
"Why are you leaving baby? Is this just a one night stand?" He asked and I gasped shocked. He laughed uncontrollably and I threw a pillow at him "Why are you always making jokes like that you dirty douche!?" I asked accusatively and laughed at his mocked shock expression "Oh God why are you insulting me like this!?" he asked 'horrified' and I laughed "Stupid" I muttered and he laughed too "You're just so naïve Iona, I can't help it" he kept laughing and I smacked his abdomen causing him to moan in pain. I quickly stood up and laughed at him "There you go jackass" he laughed and brushed me off "Where are you going tho?" I placed my left hand on my hip and did a circular motion with my right "Get ready for school or nah?" He chuckled and stood up "True true; by the way, the pillows and the blankets are actually from both our rooms. You don't mind that I took yours from your room? I mean as... Well uh, inside...?" I smiled "Of course not ChristmasTree, let's actually take 'em with us upstairs, that way we kill two birds with one shot" he looked at me perplexed "I would've never thought in my entire life, that you Iona Ross could say such thing" I laughed and then nodded at his tall figure "Yeah yeah" we both laughed along; grabbed our own blankets and pillows and climbed up the basement stairs and then the ones to our second floor.
After a ten minute shower, I quickly grabbed the first shirt in my drawer, the pair of black, white dotted skinnys which were on top of my burgundy desk, a full bright yellow scarf and the first shoes I found from my closet. I tied my now wavy-thanks-to-how-recklessly-I-slept-last-night natural red hair in a tall ponytail, leaving my cute wide fringe to the side. I sprayed some perfume on and after I finished applying my black eye liner, black mascara and black lipstick, I ran downstairs towards the kitchen to check if the guys were still waiting or if they left... and sadly they did.
I grabbed a cup of water and sat on top of the kitchen island. I looked at the clock on the counter and saw the red bold numbers, letters and dots: 7:30 AM.
I stood up angrily, threw the cup on the sink and just grabbed my backpack to go the hell out of our house. The moment I opened the door I heard feet shuffling up the basement stairs rapidly, I quickly grabbed the umbrella beside the main door and prepared myself to hit whoever that was on our house because simply, the house was supposed to be empty. My heart was pounding in my chest terribly, I felt as if needles were entering through my pores. I felt my ears becoming hotter and the heat radiating from my body was petrifying. The word nervousness was a grain of rice in front of Mount Everest compared to how I felt right now.
"IONA! WAIT! WAIT FOR ME!" Luke screamed and his figure emanated from the dark basement stairs "LUKE WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU STILL DOING HERE!? DIDN'T YOU FUCKING LEAVE WITH OUR BROTHERS-WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE-DO YOU KNOW HOW FUCKING SCARED I WAS WHEN I HEARD YOU COMING!?" I tried to calm myself but couldn't.
I probably even shit myself right there.
My fast breathing was all that I could hear, he just stared at me shocked.
"WhatthefuckIona?" He muttered after two or five seconds, just a mere whisper but I could hear it thanks to how quiet our house is without all of us inside with our loud scandals.
I scratched the back of my head and felt myself redden under his gaze "Sorry?" I asked softly and he started chuckling "Y-you should h-have seen y-yourself!" He spoke between chuckles. I felt myself turning redder than before "Oh just shut up please" I muttered and he smiled "I can't mate, I don't know my way around that well on feet" I looked at him shocked, his slang combined with his accent making me laugh "Seriously Hemmings?" I asked in disbelief "Uhh" he scratched the back of his neck "'Course I could try..." he finished and I laughed at his uncomfortable posture "Wow man... Who would've thought, the Hemmings himself who says that he's the best driver... Doesn't know his way around to our school on feet..." he smacked my shoulder "Let's just leave and I follow ya cap'n" he said while opening the door and I giggled as we stepped outside.
"Either way we're going for second period, there's no way we'll arrive before that on public transport at almost 8AM" I informed him as he locked the house and tucked the keys inside the small pocket on the side of his backpack "Well then honey I guess we have a long way to go... Mind leading it sweetie?" I laughed and walked on front and then he joined walking beside me.
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The bus stopped and we hopped out, entering our school at 8:45 AM.
To be honest we could've reached the bus terminal earlier if it wasn't for Mr. ChristmasTree here, joking around and saying that I was leading us to our deaths because he had never crossed through the woods, past the train rails and into the city streets again; and yes of course, me myself was following the lead and laughing my ass off while the minutes ran by and we stopped more than once just to catch our breaths so that we could keep on going. Point is, going on the bus with Luke was the most hilarious and hectic experience of my life. Let's not forget when a drunk old man (Yes, at 8AM) started talking to him on the bus and he just kept following his lead; they talked about horses and beers, the unicorns who appear on the streets when people smoke marihuana but no one believes them "although it is true", they talked about a certain hyena who died giving birth to a pony and that her last word was, and I quote Luke screaming on the bus "HALLELUJAH!"....................
Yes, for real.
We reached the office and Luke did the talking while the secretary looked at me like she wanted to eat me alive because it's the second time in a row where I come here for a signed note because I don't arrive for first period. The bitch couldn't keep her mouth shut and told Luke "so you can tell your mother" about me not arriving to first period yesterday... As if that was her fucking job. Luke told her that he was sure I had a good reason for not arriving to first period and she told him my crappy excuse about "the omelette that I ate in the morning with cheese and vegetables probably had anchovies and that we are almost certain that my stomach doesn't tolerate anchovies and that as soon as I reached the school I was vomiting for the whole first hour" uhhh it was convincing enough okay? Luke agreed with my kindergarten excuse but 'scolded' me for not telling everyone at home that I vomited the omelette we had for breakfast and she was fuming and even told him that she "thought that your sister was lying and was just probably doing God knows what anywhere else"
Who does this bitch thinks she is? I am only one year younger than my brother okay? Not a decade.
We walked away from the office and towards our respective classrooms but he called my name before I took a turn to the right towards my classroom, I looked back and he had a very serious expression. He took three long strides and was in front of me, I already felt intimidated by his hard stare. "We're gonna talk about that omelette later, okay?" He spoke firmly and his voice had a hint of anger. "Oh uh... U-Ummm... Okay" I whispered nervously and he gave me a single nod, turned on his back and walked away...
Shit...
What a great morning...
I truly hope this day gets better... If not...
Well let's just hope and have perseverance.
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I do not own the picture set, it was randomly found on Google.
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