British Joey

Chapter Twelve

I wrote this chapter while listening to Glee Christmas songs :) Hope you like it!

Chapter Twelve

I woke up this morning to the annoying alarm clock that I've set for myself. Why do I do this to myself every single morning? I groaned as I sat up. 

You know how in movies all girls wake up and they look absolutely perfect? Their hair is suspiciously perfect and in place, their faces are already caked with make-up. I find that absolutely annoying. I wake in the morning looking like I just had a fight with my bed. No joke.

For some reason, I found myself in front of the window right away. I don't even remember walking, how did I end up in front of the curtains?

I shrugged. Who cares why I'm here. I pulled open the curtains and gasped.

White, fluffy snow covered every inch of the frown lawn and the house in front of Elliot's house looked like it just came out of a disney fairytale book. But there just seemed to be something very wrong about the scene. I should be happy but I'm not. No one's outside and it's creeping me out. Why is there no one out? It's ten o'clock on a Saturday, shouldn't kids be outside by now playing with the snow?

I decided to go ask Elliot about this. But he wasn't in his room at all and I know this because I searched every inch of it. It took me fifteen minutes - yes, his room was that large -, maybe he was in the living room. I skipped down and there he was, sprawled on the couch with his remote in his left hand and a worried expression on his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Take a look for yourself," he pointed at the tv screen without looking at me.

I took a seat beside him, making sure to not come in contact with him in any way.

After watching the tv for ten minutes I knew right away why everything felt wrong.

Apparently the snow was too much and everything in the city has shut down. The roads have been shut down because it was too dangerous and people were to stay in houses until further notice. Great. 

What to know why I'm being so sarcastic? Because none of Elliot's parents are home today, they were going to be back today but since the roads are closed there was no way they could get back. 

Yep, that's right. I'm going to be stuck in this house with only Elliot Hunter for god knows how long. Yay!

I groaned as I put my face in my hands. Who knew how long it was going to take before all the roads were going to be open again? For all I knew, I could be in his house for a week!

"Is it that bad to be stuck in a house with me?" he smirked, "most girls would die of happiness if they were you,"

"Wow you're cocky," I shook my head as I stood up to walk to the kitchen, I might as well check to see how much food we had and how long we could last.

Just in time, the phone rang. 

I hurried to go pick it up, maybe it was Grace or Oli and they were calling to save me.

But no, it was Olivia. 

"Hello?" I said.

"Hi Joey!" her chirpy voice sounded. "I'm guessing you heard the news?"

"Yeah," I sighed.

"Well, don't worry. I heard it should be fixed very soon, at the most three days! And you're just going to have to deal with my cocky son for just awhile," she laughed. Funny, I was just talking about that.

"It's alright. I'm sure we'll going to have the time of our lives," I said sarcastically, "Well I'm sure you have a lot more important things to do so..."