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Oh shit three chapters in one day?? It must be Christmas :5



      "Amy are you home?" I called out as I opened the door. A crash came from the kitchen, I ignored Jamie's little gasp and walked into the kitchen. Amy had dropped a glass bowl and was now on her hands and knees cleaning it.

   "Oh hello Daniel!" She smiled up at me. "So this is Jamie? It's lovely to meet you darling! Who's this?"

   "This, you chatter box, is Phil." I pointed to him. "He won't be staying the night."

   "That's okay," Amy stood, throwing the broken item in the trash. "It's nice seeing Dan have friends over."

   "It's lovely meeting you," Jamie said.

   "We'll be going to my room now!" I turned and lead them to my bedroom. It wasn't small, but no room in the house was. The ceilings were tall, making the doors and windows lengthy too. My room had been painted a deep blue, with a black carpet. It was spacious, with a double bed, dresser, closet, and desk.

   "Cute," Jamie said with a smile. She set her bag by my door, and walked over to my bookshelf to look at the things on it.

   "I like it." Phil smiled.

   I watched them both from my bed as they explored my bedroom. Phil looking at the posters and Jamie at the bookshelf. My eyes landed on Phil, he was looking at a paper that I had on my door. He was tall and lanky, but still fairly attractive. Sometimes he wore glasses to school, today was one of those days. I never told him this, but I thought he looked better in them. He constantly wore button up shirts, mainly plaid ones. Along with skinny jeans. There was a rumor going around that he and Anna were a thing, but Anna debunked that when she told me he's gay, and that they were cousins. They lived together, too.

   "Let's play a game!" Jamie said, clasping her hands together.

   "What game?" I asked, looking at her.

   "Mario Kart?"

   I grinned.

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   "Happy Tuesday!"

   We looked up at Sammy. She was always way too happy about things. I had my eyes closed and was leaning against the wall. We sat all together in the gym for once waiting for school to start. Phil was up in the stands searching for someone, Anna was sitting next to me, and Jamie had her head in my lap, asleep.

   "You guys are lazy..." She mumbled.

   "It's 6:30 in the morning Samantha." Anna said with a scowl. Sammy shrugged and sat down next to her friend, playing on her phone.

   "Buzz kill." She mumbled.

   I sighed, rolling my eyes. Sammy was a fun person to be around, sure. But she was also annoying sometimes. She was probably the only teenager to be happy to be awake this early. I hated it. If I didn't have a head on my lap I'd be laying on the floor asleep.

   "Found them!" Phil smiled as he held up his glasses. "I lost this pair last week, glad I found them."

   "Dan..." Jamie mumbled. "James' looking over here again.." She sat up, and looked at me. "You won't fight him again will you?"

   "No," I lied. "I promise you." She nodded, and sat up.

   "What time is it?" She asked, looking over at Sammy.

   "Almost time to head to class," Sammy said. "You guys wanna head there?"

   "Yeah," she nodded. I stood, then helped her up.

   Phil and Sammy began talking about the party on Saturday and who all was going to be there. Turns out the had invited the whole school and just said everyone could come. That meant James might be there. That was my chance, and hell, I was going to take it.

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   I sighed when the last period bell rung, and collected my things. Today dragged on slowly, and I hated it. I was hungry, my head hurt, and I was tired. All I wanted was my bed, and when I climbed onto the bus, I didn't speak to anyone. My eyes stayed glued to the window, and my ear buds helped me ignore the world around me.

   When I got off the bus I didn't say goodbye to anyone, I didn't say hello to Amy. I went straight to my bedroom and closed the door behind me, locking it. My eyes glued to the ceiling as I laid in my bed. I felt alone again, and my stomach ached. I missed that voice in my head, I missed someone talking to me 24/7 and I missed being drove to do shit. All I felt now was emptiness.

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