Chapter 11: New Kid in the Pantry

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Roaby’ P.O.V

Buzz, buzz, buzz

I roll myself deeper into my blankets, whatever that sound was; it needed to stop.

Buzz, buzz, buzz

I fumble with my nightstand trying to find my alarm to put it to snooze.

“It’s the bloody weekend! There is no school!” I finally find my telephone and throw it far away from me; it hit with a small thud somewhere as I rolled over deeper into my blankets.

Buzz, buzz, buzz

“Damn it!” I finally give up and rise from my blankets to fetch my phone.

Buzz, buzz, buzz

It took me a while to finally find it because it was lying by my desk with many boxes that were still unpacked.

Buzz, buzz, buzz. Ding!

My front screen flashed with two new voice mails.

“You have two new voice mails to hear them please press one” I swear somebody better be dying, I pressed one.

“Hey pretty face wake the hell up!!” you’ve got to be kidding me mate.

“To delete press seven to listen again press 2” I pressed seven

“Next message, Pretty face coome on! I’m bored and stuck alone in my house, let’s do something! Go kill someone or beat them up. How does that sound?” there was silence “Yeah maybe a bit gruesome for you, okay we could just watch movies? I’ll expect you here at nine don’t be late! Kisses!”  There was a small thud as if something had fallen which later came with a groan “Justine!! Where the hell is my red converse at you bastard!?” and just like that the line went dead. He was such a strange kid. But to be honest he wasn’t that bad at all. I glance at my clock it read 9:10, well looks like I’m late. I rose from bed and threw a pair of khaki shorts; I put my black vans and a black t-shirt. My hair was in a messy bed head so I grabbed my beanie and headed down stairs.

“Morning mum” mum was in the living room drinking out of her wine glass. I was greeted with silence. “Alright see you later.”

I walked in silence towards Justine’s house. The trees were beginning to lose color and leaves began to fall. I had been in school for two months now, and those two months have been interesting. I was still known as the “New kid” but I talked to Mike a lot the mate was actually pretty cool, and there was also Justine who was the only one out of the gang to talk to me. During those two months I’ve witness, Porcelain doll beat up a chick for calling her a slut, David being mighty and powerful, Justine throw a knife at a door in the middle of class, and watched the other gang, gang up on a kid. Justine said they were only jumping him in, whatever that means and that he was going to be fine. He also said that if I see them come for me to run, or I might end up like that kid.

I came to Justines house, almost passing it up for being too much in my thoughts. I leaned in to ring the bell

Ding, dong

“I got it!!” from where I was standing on the door steps, I could tell that Justine was on his way over to the door. He was just that loud. Justine finally reached the door and opens it while letting a gap for me to come through.

“You are late.”

It wasn’t a question but a fact.

“I’m sorry mate... I’m not use to being up early on the weekends”

I looked around Justines house, I had been over more than once but every time I found something different about his place. Today there were dirty dishes in the sink and the smell of fresh baked biscuits was in the air. Not the usual.

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