Head 2 Head

Chapter 7

Chace P.O.V

“Nice try boys.”

I groaned internally. I really did not need this. My head was throbbing like a fuc***g truck had hit it at full speed. I wasn’t too pleased to be woken up in the draughty corridor. If I ever saw that Lydia, I was going to be sure to have a few serious words. What kind of kindness involved shoving poor victims in the corridor? It was not kindness.

“What are you doing wet as a fish?” the annoying woman walked in, uninvited may I add.

I swear Aaron boy was laughing under his duvet. Well he was no less either. Boys involved more than one, and there were only two of us. So we were both in deep shit if I didn’t whip up a good excuse. Not that I cared much about the mutt, but I owed him. And I hated owing people. Best to repay the bas***d straight away.

So I turned around, putting on a completely normal face. Innocence spelt suspicion.

“What is it...?” I couldn’t tell if she was a Mrs or just an old maiden. There were plenty of those these days.

“Miss Underwood, young man,” she said, all business, her dark brows raised as she studied me with big blue eyes – they really were huge, “Now, what were you doing out of bed?”

I shrugged, as if it was no big deal.

“Went for a shower.” 

Her eyebrows went even up. I didn’t know if she could tell I was wasted, but I’d been in enough of these situations to keep my cool in this kind of state.

“Shower, young man? May I remind you what time it is?” 

She really didn’t need to. I was already wondering how much time I was going to get in bed. And it was first day of school tomorrow. Ugh, how frustrating. 

“I was having nightmares. Couldn’t sleep.” I yawned out of honest tiredness.

The woman brought it, but then she noticed Aaron.

“And I suppose he was guarding you from Zombies while you bathed?” she asked.

I shrugged, “If that’s what you consider yourself. I don’t think anyone could sleep form all the tossing and turnings on my part.” 

Miss Underwood gaped at me, but I ignored her and made my way into my bed. Damn was I exhausted. Yawning again, I settled in, ignoring the woman that refused to leave. It was a long time before she did leave, and by that time I was almost asleep. 

I was almost under when I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. A text I guess. Wonder who that could be? My contact list was limited to about five or so people. Before I could wake myself with too much thinking, I decided it was best to check in the morning. And that was my last thought before I slipped under.