Hurt by the lips of a liar

Chapter 8

I grab some more snacks and drop myself on the couch. This day was just too long. But I had some fun during lunch, though. Harry was really nice and I actually had a nice time.

“You just can’t stop eating, can you?” My mom says and I roll my eyes.

I stand up, ignoring my mom, and walk to my room with the snacks. I sit down on my bed and start my laptop. I need to make my homework, but it isn’t much so I guess I could watch some soaps on my laptop. My laptop finally decides to cooperate as I already thought about throwing it out of my window. Well of course…. Just now my laptop doesn’t have any internet connection.

I roll my eyes as suddenly the familiar white bars that represent my life appear: internet.

Praise the lord, I’m alive. Hallelujah.

I am really tired, actually. I have no idea why, but I just am. I stare at my screen as my eyelids get heavier.

My eyes flutter open as I suddenly hear my name. My name is called by a familiar voice, but I cannot recognize it.

“Charlot?”

There it is again.

“Charlot?”

Wait… It’s my mother…

“Charlot, what do you think you’re doing? You have homework to do.”

Shit. I fell asleep. Shit. “Yeah, I already finished some of my homework. I didn’t have that much anyways” I say, hoping she will fall for it.

“Make sure you are ready before we are going to eat.” Nailed it.

My mom storms out the door dramatically, not even closing the door behind her. Is it that damn hard? To just close a freaking door on your way out? I grab my bag and make my homework very fast. I don’t care if I fill in the correct answers. As long as I have everything answered, I am happy. After a while everything is finished and my mom calls me for dinner. Wow, just in time…

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I open my eyes, yawning as my face meets the small stroke of sunlight that is entering my room. I sit up straight in my bed as I suddenly hit my head against the wall. Crap, that hurts. I rub my temple, the place where I bumped my head, and think about my clumsy action. How the hell did that just happen?

My mother calls me from downstairs and I get ready as fast as I can. I really don’t care about my make-up right now, so I decide to just go to school without any.

My journey to school goes well and I haven’t faced any struggles for now. Just a regular, casual morning. I like them.

“Hi, Charlot!” the British boy, who I know as Harry, says to me.

“Hi, Harry” I say, smiling. We walk to my locker together and the smile won’t leave my face. This morning started really well.

“So, how are you today?” Harry asks me and I tell him I am doing fine today, then returning the question.

“Yeah I’m fine too, actually” he says, also smiling. The bell rings and it’s time for us to go to our history class. Our history teacher is the most boring person in the world, so I guess I could make some other homework while he thinks I’m listening.

“The thirteen colonies then claimed to be independent. They began to stand up against the Great-Britain in 1776. This caused….” Geez that  man is so boring.. Mister Johnson is so, so boring. His lessons are never fun to attend. It almost seems like wants to torture us on purpose with his dreariness…

My eyelids get heavier again, but I can stop them from falling down completely. Just in time, or I would have been asleep right now…