Trying Again

Chapter Forty-Four

SR:

Why is he sending me such weird vibes when I'm near him? Why is he acting so weird whenever I see him? Why did he blush?

But am I just thinking too much...............

Or does he like me?

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"Wake up miss.", a lady's voice that I am not familiar with gently woke me up.

I groaned and burried my head into my fluffy pillow. Here's the thing. One, I LOVE to sleep. Two, I'm a heavy sleeper. Three, if someone wants to wake me up, they better come prepared for I won't wake up without a fight!!

 "Miss", the lady's voice got slightly louder. Not making me flinch one bit. I groaned once more and flipped to my right. The lady 'tsk-ed' then I heard her walk away from my bed. But then her footsteps stopped abruptly, not like how footsteps slowly fade, so my best guess is that she is still in the room. I felt myself slowly drifting back to sleep, but then I heard people two voices whispering to each other.

"You've got to do it yourself, sir!", she whispered angrily.

"Why can't you do it?", a male's voice replied. What. That voice....Bryan??

"I tried sir. But as you see- " sudden pause. I think they're pointing at me. Awkward.

"-she doesn't want to wake up!!", she said quite loudly this time. Still in this "sleep mode" of mine, I pretended to groan again and turned to face the ceiling, giving me a better way of listening to them talk.

"Fine.", grumbled Bryan.

I heard footsteps fade away from my room. Ok? That easy?? Its too good to be true......

-SPLASH!!!!-

"Oh MY FREAKING GOSH!! What?! Who?! Where?!", I shouted in shock as I shot up from my bed, furiously wiping off what I think is water off my face.

I looked around and didn't see anyone in my room. The door was open, my bed was wet and there was an empty red bucket on the floor. Obviously Bryan decided to wake me up, even so, why did he call that lady to wake me up earlier? Why couldn't he do it himself?

I shook the thought out of my head and decided to just get ready for school. I went into the bathroom and quickly got ready. When I was done showering, I wrapped myself up with the towel and walked to my closet. You know, one thing that I truly don't like is to pick my outfits. How I wish I could just wear the same clothes for at least two days!! It'll make the world such a better place to live in!! Haha!

Remembering that after school there will a practice for our play, I made sure whatever I chose today will be comfortable to be in. Immediately knowing which clothes to choose, I grabbed my black jeans that were tight from waist to my knee, then just flows down all the way to the floor, making it my favourite of all. Then shirt...err...something big...I shrugged and randomly pulled out a shirt. It was big, but tight on the sleeves. Not bad.. I quickly put it on and blew my hair, not bothering to check how I look like and headed out to the dining area, where we all said to meet.

I made sure I took everything I need, because I certainly do not wanna come all the way back here to get my stuff. As I walked out of my room, I kept making check lists in my head, ticking the items one by one, very slowly.

As I was closing the door, I was still in my deep thoughts. I could feel my eyebrows knitted together and my finger tapping the side of my thigh while the other hand was busy holding all my stuff up to my chest., as I made my way to the dining area. And since I've been here long enough, I memorised the place, so I could literally close my eyes and still could find my way to the lobby, guess this just feels so much like home.