Not so black and white

Welcome home...buddy

April, May, June…ok. I can do this. Nearly there. Only a couple more months before summer.

“You know talking to yourself is the first sign of madness.”  My dearest sister said, watching me from my doorway. Did I really say it out loud?

“Actually it’s when you reply to yourself, dumbass” I groggily replied whilst rolling over and hiding my head underneath my pillow.

“Same difference” Amber laughed whilst plonking herself down on my bed. “Oceanna, its 7:30, if you don’t get up you know mum will release the hound of doom!” She dramatically told me.

“5, 4, 3, 2, 1…” We both counted down, awaiting the oh-so-expected scream from my mother.

And soon enough, we were answered with a charming “Oceanna, I know you think that school and the world will magically wait for your lazy ass to get out of bed! But it won’t! I’ve got things to do!” She screamed from downstairs, her voice booming off of my cream bedroom walls.

I slowly sat up and shared a moment with my sister, before we both erupted into a fit of giggles.

"Nailed it!" We both declared.

Although Amber was only a year younger than me, we were still pretty close. We looked similar, yet at the same time we didn’t if you get what I mean? She was only an inch shorter than my 5’6’’ frame and shared my mum’s blonde hair whilst I took after my dad with my dark brown hair. But we did share the same blue eyes and “button” nose, as people like to call it. The main difference between us would be our body shapes. Amber had a good figure but wasn’t curvy whereas, although I kept fit and toned, I had slightly more curves and I was a bit more blessed in the upstairs department (if you know what I mean). Amber had the colour hair and beauty people would die to have whereas myself…I don’t really know what to think about my appearance. People often say I’m just as pretty as my sister if not more, but they can’t exactly blurt out the words “you hideous cow”, can they now? But we were both our own persons. And I may be slightly older, but I was in no way the more mature one. But I can knuckle down and get the good grades if I need to. I may have my childish moments, but I will stand by people's sides no matter what and Im not afraid to stand up for what I believe in.

“I can hear you girls laughing! Don’t think I won’t send our gremlin dog up there! You know how…gassy she gets after breakfast!” Those were the exact words my mum needed to say before I bolted, screaming like I had just found out Jennifer Lawrence was coming to my house, to the bathroom.

After all the running around, tripping over, and threats, we finally made it to school. Max, Amber and I all went to the same school, but we were just in different years, with Max being the oldest (one year older than me). One foot into this wonderful hell hole and Im already being attacked by my best friend, Alex. She’s absolutely wild, but I couldnt love her more for it. She's considered one of the family.

“Blade’s back in town” She breathlessly told me. “Wow…I really need to run more…is the air thinner in this room?” She told me whilst trying to get her breath back and fanning herself.

Laughing at her lack of fitness I simply replied “And I should care because…Oh wait let me guess, is it his ability to break a girl’s heart within a week? Oh no, wait, wait, how about his anger issues and short temper that always manages to get him into shit? Nope, Ive definitely got it now! Its his smoking habits that are undeniably the hottest thing Ive ever seen!” But apparently my sarcastic, yet amusing in my eyes, answer was not impressing my best friend judging by the narrowing of the eyes and the placed hand on the hip.

“You done yet?” She replied in a bored expression, her red fiery hair and dark brown eyes giving her a scarier complexion. 

“My deepest apologies” This seemed to be enough as all of a sudden she was practically jumping up and down in her spot.

“Anyway… He’s back! Mr oh-hello there-yummy-come-to-mama bad boy” She said in her creepiest voice, her eyes glistening with mischief.

“Oh noo, I know that look! That’s the ‘Im planning something top secret that is most likely to cause great harm to those around me' type look. Remove it now. I don’t like it. Nope. Not one bit.” So I speedily walked away with my demon friend on my tracks.

“There was no look! Im just excited we’ll have something interesting finally happening around here. And you know I love Tyler so its fine!” She tried to explain “And plus I just want to look. One is still allowed to look at new meat around this town” She added with a wink, causing us both to burst out into laughter.

We continued down the pasty yellow hallways towards our lessons. Walking into class, I was greeted with being tripped over by my so-called friends.

“Ha Ha guys, really funny.”

“I’d almost forgotten how bad you are in the mornings Oceanna” Axel replied with a smirk, testing my temper. His reply was just met with a glare, our staring match was soon cut short when we both let out a chuckle.

I could tell it was going to be a long day.

Do you know what’s music to my ears? The sound of the final bell. The bell that announces we have spent enough time working our asses of and are now free! Master has set Dobby free! The bell signifies three major things in my life: Freedom, time for food, and time to do whatever my lovely brain thinks of.

But then Max just has to take that precious time away from me “We need to quickly go to the supermarket”

I gave him my best ‘please tell me you’re joking' face and dragged my feet behind me, following Max towards his blue truck. But lets just say Im not one to so easily go help carry all my brother's alcohol for his party when he's perfectly capable himself, so during our little car journey I sang my heart out making sure that I sang the chorus even louder all up in his face. He loved it really but it still didnt change the situation.  I'm just free labour to him...the bastard.

After having spent around 30 minutes waiting for my fancy pants of a brother to make his mind about what sort of drinks he would buy, we finally finsihed! But my sweetest brother, being the generous person he is, has given me most of the stuff to carry. My little arms cant take it!

"I love you for this sis"

"You should already love me!" I huffed, trying to blow a piece of my hair out of my face. He laughed and just opened the boot of the car. The wind was starting to pick up and clouds were starting to appear. I practically chucked all the junk he got in the back and then decided to flap my arms, appreacting their new found freedom. But what I had failed to notice, were a bunch of broad, rough guys looking at me like I had just told them I kicked puppies for fun. I further inspected the group and found all of them to be incredibly attractive. They wore ripped jeans, boots and plain t-shirts. There were just chilling on the beach, smoking...There were only 4, but the one that I could not keep my eyes off of was the one leaning on a huge rock wearing a leather jacket. His night black hair fell messily, and even from where I stood I felt his piercing green eyes look over to me. No emotions crossed his face, just his signature smirk. And my curious gaze turned into one of shock. And I concluded that they didnt look like people I would be comfortable around, and, Alex had been right. Blade Cross is back.