How Not to Survive High School

Chapter 9 - Exercise, The Good Kind

I strolled down the cobbled road and took the small pathway off to the park, there I saw Eliza waving like a manic.
"ALLLLLIIIEEEEEE!!!!!" She screamed across the field, scaring quite a few small children."Hey kid." A perfect imitation of Sans from Undertale came out of her mouth. I smiled,
"Hey Sans, how's Papyrus?" I asked jokingly,
" APPSOLUTELY AMAZING MISS ALLIE!" I heard this time. Followed by another familiar voice, "You didn't even ask about me darling! But to answer you burning question, yes me and Pappy are OK." Metaton. Even though Eliza usually acted like Metaton anyway, I replied with Temmie of course.
"hOi, moI NamE TemMie! tEmmIe iS DoIng gOoD tO!"
Eliza glowed, before replying with,"Um, kid how many Tem Flakes has that thing had?" We burst into fits of laughter before deciding the route we'd be taking.

Half way round and we were stilk chatting about various things, it was about 3/4 of an hour gone now as we had gone on a longer run to make up for the time lost last week. I'd gone to see my mum, only to be told one we got there that we weren't aloud, why? They refused to tell us. Homework came up several times, as well as lots of Undertale. Eventually the run was sadly over and we made plans for the dog walk the next day, back where we stared I waved her off, heading back down the cobbled road to my home.

I walked in silence, listening to the sound of cars flying past. Percy was by my side giving a smile, (dog can smile, believe me.) I carried on down the path slowly making my way to a neighbourhood of beautifully gardened houses, before stopping by the on Eliza waited beside. Marion towered over Percy, but they still got on like a Mars Bar and Whatsits (Cheese puffs) (it's delicious). We chatted about usual teenage girl things, like comics, video games, fantasy and sci-fi books, you know, normal stuff. Through the wood we traveled before reaching a section by the river where a large group of rowdy boys were. I gesture to go the other way but Eliza moved onward. Going right past them, instead of ignoring us, or even being rude they coward in fear of Eliza backing off slightly.

True she looked a menacing sight, with Marion wearing her mussel. Marion actually wouldn't hurt a fly, a cat maybe but not a fly. She was wearing it because otherwise several rabbits and other small creatures would be dead.

Percy was a close opposite to the loyal and brave Marion. Very loyal, just not that brave, he loved my mum with all his heart and had become increasingly scared and frightened without her around. I often felt sorry for him, the only time, other than when all of the family were together, was on these walks. Even dogs like talking to a friend it seems.

The house was silent when I got back, after letting the dog off I explored for any kind of human life.
Living room, nothing, except Lucifer, my cat. His actual name is Lucas but Jay's nickname is 'Lucifer' or simply 'The Devil Cat'. Sure he scratched everyone but me, sure he glared at everyone as if he were plotting your death, but still! Lucas was pure evil.
Office, well there was Tim at least, talking to his mates over the computer, on closer inspection, no just his girl friend. Me I like video games, more into RPGs than PvPs like my brother, but what can you do. He had an addiction to that thing, but got away with it, why? He did tons of sports to. I'd just sit in my room writing and drawing. In my family you got one of two sets of basic traits, creative and academic or sporting and academic, Tim got all three, I got one, creative.

Sighing I headed to the back garden, but made sure to scare the skeleton out of Tim before I went, what its in my job description?! I looked out of the glass back door and saw the glowing light if the shed, yep dad was there. As per usual I raced to my room, why? Tim was hurling insults and chasing me away for embarrassing him. Oh, sibling love!

My room was one massive mess, every piece of furniture was covered in stickers, my desk had two growing piles of books and paper.
The bed was on stilts, with a ton on useless rubbish underneath. One beanbag decorated with pillows sat in the corner next to a Victorian style dolls house that I was always planning to fix up. Walls were completely white, but definitely not blank, millions on photos and blue-tacked doodles emersed the room. I had orange blinds that didn't fit the rest of my room, they were themed like a kids game that I wasn't a fan of anymore. But I would never get rid, my mum had made them with love, I vowed not to ever throw them out.

Launching myself off the cupboard and onto the bed, it didn't have a ladder, I sat amongst the various stuffed toys. Reaching for my pencil case and drawing pad, on the shelf beside I heard a familiar purr. Lucas had entered the building.