Call me Binali

Chapter 6"Questions, questions."

"Blake." I whispered. I waited for a response then turned towards him, "Blake" I repeated. I poked his chest earning a groan of protest.
"Blake."

"Shh binali go to sleep." He mumbled before turning away. I pull on his arm.

"Listen to me." I pout. I shake his arm. "Blake...Blake...Blake."

He sighs and turns back, "I need my sleep Binali. You're not the only beauty queen here."

"Then listen for a second."

"Can I listen tomorrow?"

"Do you think my aunt meant what she was saying... Or was it something she wanted to say?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, even though she was still asleep her eyes were alive... and in the moment..."

"Maybe..."

"My sister and her were close though... so it could have happened."

"Binali, how about you ask her tomorrow. Boom question answered and problem solved. Good night. Wake me up again and I'm gonna push you off the bed."

"But-" he covers my mouth, cutting me off.

"You and the floor will become acquaintances, I'm serious." I nod my head and he removes his hand and pulls me close, most likely to keep me quiet.

"Blake do you ever-"

"Shhh. I'm sleeping."

I let out an annoyed breath but kept quiet. My mind was now running nonstop with thoughts of my sister. I let out a sigh and close my eyes to try to sleep.

*
I trudge into the kitchen and plop down in a seat.
"Well good morning sunshine!" My aunt chirped. I gave her a confused look.

"Shouldn't you be hung over?"

"Ah, but I have a secret remedy. Haven't had a hangover since 84'."
I stare at my aunt for a second, then look away.
My aunt set a plate of breakfast in front of me, "I call this meal 'sorry for making you drag me home drunk'. I make it a lot more often then you would think."

I laugh and shake my head, "you're a mess aunty."

"A hot mess." She winks. "Speaking of hot messes here comes Blake."

"Aunty!" I blush.

She shrugs, "I called them as I see 'em. Good morning Blake." She sang.

Blake rushed in and grabbed a piece of bacon of my plate.
"Hey!" I protested

"Sorry I got to go! I forgot about the studying group today! I'll be back in a couple of hours!" He gave me a quick kiss and rushed out.

I frowned, "Blake Studying? What happened to the carefree bad boy? Next thing he'll be talking about selling his bike."

"He's found something he's interested in, of course he's excited."

"I guess so... Hey auntie what you said to me yesterday about my sister, did you mean it?"

My aunt put on her thinking face and then shrugged, "you're gonna have to be more specific than that."

"Never mind then. It's not important."

My aunt shrugs, "alright."

*
"Binali!" That's all the warning I get before Isabelle jumps on me. "Hi, friend." Once she finally warmed up to me, she became more...expressive. Thats the best way I can sum Isabelle up.

I let out a laugh, "hi Izzy. What's up?"

"You would not believe what had happened in class!"

"Lemme guess, icky Vicky?"

"No one of her minions this time. They tried to cheat off my paper and I called them out. Then after class, they threw my binder into the hallway. "

I shake my head, "guess the high school mentality didn't leave them."

"Rotten Barbies." She mumbled. "But I've got to go byeee."

"Later Izzy." I call.
My phone vibrated in my pocket, I pulled it out to check but someone knocked into me causing it to fly out my hand.
I mumbled a sorry and went to grab my phone but they grabbed my arm. "Next time you should pay more attention...Binali." They whispered. They let go and quickly blend into the crowd. I give up trying to spot them and quickly grab my phone.
I try to shake off my uneasy feeling and I sped up to get to class quickly.