H.O.P.E {Completed}

Chapter 1: William Johnson!

Naomi's pov

Oof

I woke up and found myself on the floor. Why did I keep falling off the bed? Only God knew. My butt was beginning to hurt at this point. I looked up at the bed and saw the soft mattress that I could be on instead of this hard and dirty floor. I got back on the bed and looked for my phone under the pillow. I fished out my flip phone and opened it looking at the time. Yes, I still have a flip phone.

Shoot.

"William Johnson!" I yelled making him snap his head up toward me.

"What happened? Did the aliens rob us? I told you aliens were real," he said. Will is my older brother that I live with. I know, I feel bad for me too.

"We're going to be late for school if you don't get your ass out of bed," I said.

Will and I weren't very financially stable and because of that, we couldn't really afford a good place to stay. We lived in an abandoned house. The owners of the place were murdered and no one ever came here. It was a bit messy but it worked for us. We didn't have much here. An old rickety bed that we took turns to sleep in, a fridge, and a tiny stove that somehow survived. We both had really old flip phones that worked just fine for us. Will and I both had after-school jobs. He worked at Walmart after school while I babysat. Because of our situation, we both promised to not lie to each other about anything, except I was. I had another job that no one else knew about. We put all the money we earn together to pay our school fees and saved up the leftovers to buy a normal house. No one at school knew about this and we both liked to keep it like that. I never got the chance to meet my parents but Will had since he's a year older. Not that he remembers much about them. I felt bad for him though, this whole situation is way harder on him. He wasn't even able to graduate last year because he was working most of the time.

I stood up from the bed and walked toward the trash bag that I kept my clothes in. I took out a big jumper and sweats. After I was done changing, I walked to our fridge. I looked inside and saw that we only had two eggs. I went toward the stove and started to make scrambled eggs.

"What're you making?" Will asked sitting on one of the stools.

"Eggs," I replied. I turned off the stove and put the food in front of him.

"You're going to eat, right?" He asked. He'd always worried about me, too much sometimes.

"Yep," I said. I sat on one of the stools and started to eat. Suddenly he pushed all the food in front of me.

"You have the rest, I'm not that hungry," he said, and as if on cue, his stomach started to growl.

"I can see that," I mumbled sarcastically. "You're eating as well and I'm not taking no for an answer."

"Seriously, I'm fine," he replied. I got up from the stool and walked toward my school bag.

"You-" I said pointing at him, "eat your food, I'll eat something at school."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"Positive," I assured him. He then started to eat his food making me smile in victory.

*Ring*

Hearing my phone ring, I picked it up without looking at the caller.

"Hello?"

"Hey," I heard a soft voice say. It was Lilliana, my best friend. "I just wanted to tell you that I'm not coming to school today, sorry."

"Yes you are, I'm not letting you skip."

"I can't come, I'm really sick." The sound that followed after, I assume, was the sound of her throwing up.