8 Months and 12 Days

Across an Alley

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"Shut the hell up!" I yelled at my alarm clock. The piece of machinery sitting still on my night stand rattled as I slapped the snooze button. Again.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"GODDAMMIT YOU ONLY GAVE ME 2 SECONDS MORE OF SNOOZE!" I ripped the chord out of the wall and opened up my apartment window. I looked down at the deserted alley and made sure no innocent civilians were loitering around 5 stories below me. Making sure that the apartment complex on the other side was not in my range of throwing, I threw the alarm clock down into the dark alley and watched and heard it splinter into who-knows how many pieces. In a big city like this, apartments were a common view. My complex was a 10 story box that was surrounded by other bleak, and gray 10 story boxes. Dark alleys snaked and slithered between, the brown cobblestone pavement looking like glimmering scales in the morning sun. Unfortunately, a few people had been robbed in them trying to get home.

"What the crap did you do that for? That was a wonderful alarm clock!"

I nearly fell out the window from the shock of another voice cutting through the muted hum and pulse of the city. Sitting on his window ledge directly across me sat a gorgeous human being. Blonde messy hair and that smirk- oh boy. I mentally slapped myself. This was NOT a cheesy romance novel where the girl in apartment 109 falls immediately head over heels in love with the boy who could watch her every move from his window. Ew that's creepy. Every move? What the hell was wrong with me.

"I just wanted to see time fly!" I yelled very sarcastically across the alleyway.

"Ha-Ha very funny." He responded. "Hey, are you the girl who stopped a burglary at like, 4:00 am because you threw your alarm clock out the window and it smacked the burglar in the head? Or was that some other lunatic who throws perfectly good alarm clocks out the window?"

My cheeks flushed red. I could feel them burning. I could feel them burning because I was, indeed, the lunatic who threw her perfectly good alarm clock at 4:00 am out the window and stopped a burglary.

"Yah so what? I stopped a burglary and saved the city! That criminal was well known and was being searched for every second of the day and I stopped him! With an alarm clock! Heroically!"

This was actually a HUGE understatement because the man I had hit was a drunk man who needed some cash and was threatening to rob a woman on her way to her car. However, he was not being looked for every second of the day and was named Juan Santos and was not well known at all. I also did not heroically throw my alarm clock. I chucked it out the window and with the small bit of luck I had stopped a robbery. That was it. That was all that had happened. I can only imagine being in that woman's place, scared you were about to be robbed of your money and belongings when suddenly, out of nowhere, a beeping, flying clock takes out the man in front of you and knocks him out cold. All you can think at that moment is 'THANK GOD!' But at the same time you're just thinking- ‘WTF A CLOCK JUST SAVED ME I AM ETERNALLY GRATEFUL TO AN ALARM CLOCK.' That'd definitely be a day to remember.

"...my point being was that it was not heroic." Silence. "Heellloo???" The boy interrupted my thoughts and I looked up.

"Yah sorry whatever I get it- not heroic, whatever. Can you just like, let me go back to bed?"

"Nope. You go down and pick up your mess that you've made."

"You're not my mom." I responded haughtily.

"Ew! No! That would be weird!" He exclaimed. "Go down and pick it up. Now."

"What are you going to do if I don't?" I questioned.

"I'll call the police."

Dammit. I could tell he wasn't kidding too. I'd already had one person rat me out for leaving alarm clock remains on the pavement below.

"Fine, but you have to go down too because you made fun of me."

"Wha- I did not!"

"Do you have a dustpan?" I asked.

"Yup."

"Good."

"Meet me down in 5 minutes."

"Fine."

And with that we both closed our windows and walked away. I ran to the bathroom to grab my robe and I almost screamed. I had just let some guy see me like that! My hair was a catastrophe and so was my face. I quickly combed through it and applied some mascara. I threw on some unicorn stompees (as seen on tv) and jogged to the elevator.

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Okay sorry this is soooo short I pinky promise that the following chapters will be much longer, more interesting, and gripping. Don't forget to comment any mistakes found!