The Secret Rebel (Rough Draft)

chapter 5

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The following morning, well afternoon, I had been woken yet again to the banging of someone slamming on my door. Turns out the people who were delivering the couch meant 12 in the afternoon. I was really hoping I could just sneak it in, oh well what's a girl to do. So now to my sleeps disappointment, I'm now standing in the doorway of my room, basically directing them where to put the velvet green couch. I admit it was a little pricey, but fuck it, I have my parents money to spend. Before they left I gave them 50 each simply because I have no clue how to tip people.

"Damn I should've taken this room..." I heard Jake say as he oh so gallantly walked into my room without permission.

"Well you snoozed and you lost, so like the saying. Get lost." I said sarcastically while dead panning the last part.

"Well, no shit Sherlock. Come Down stairs we got shit to unload and lock." He said smoothly as if this was weekly routine then walked out with me high tailing him.

"Whatever you say shit stain" I said quietly as we walked down stairs.

"Do you even know what we're doing?" Jake asked as if he was talking to a child while he put a white cover over the already white couch to blend. Grey, seemingly came out of nowhere and did the same but to the chairs.

"No" I mean besides not wanting to have shit brown couches after that's about it.

"Because people are fucking assholes who take other people's shit." He grumbled out pissed. "Little shits took my damn three thousand dollar shoes." He grumbled out yet again.

"Well you should have locked them up, so it's kinda your fault man" Grey interjected while he took down the pictures off of the shelf and put them in a clear bin.

"Wait so what happens if mom and dad come home?" I asked curiously as I help Grey take the stuff off. 'Where are they anyways? Mom would freak if she saw them cleaning out her perfectly designed living room, ugh then I'd get the blame. Why does all of this equal my demise?" I thought depressed as I slapped, then rubbed my hand down my forehead dejectedly.

"They left last night, about an hour or two after you left with babe," Jake's said nonchalantly as he walked into the kitchen.

"Please refrain from calling the car babe," I stated as I simply stood there seeing as the shelf had been effectively cleaned off.

"Oh my god! That car is so bangable, like all day al-" Grey decided to buy in

"Ok, thats enough! Grey, you haven't even reached puberty yet, so shut up!" I snapped,

'That's it, I'm done, negative, so long farewell goodbye' I quoted in my head as I started the oddly long walk to my room. 'That reminds I haven't showered, peed or brush my teeth' I thought grossed out as the sudden urge to pee hit me like a brick.

"Hey get your ass back here!" Jake yelled to me as my foot touched the last step on the long stairs.

"This is more important you twat!" I yelled in reply as I ran to my room.

Once I had finished my business in the bathroom I walked out with a poofy towel on my head and dressed in night shirt. Chiming wind chimes the sound of my phone going off, without looking I answered.

"Hello?" I asked sheepishly, ever since I saw this movie I've always been slightly hesitant to answer the phone.

"Where the are you, I've been messaging you!" I heard Kelsey yell through the line, a slight amount irritation, and anger in her voice.

"Well... um, this sounds so unrealistic, but I moved." I somewhat pleaded out.

"What the hell you mean you moved! You just got out of the fucking hospital!" She yelled, borderline screamed into the phone whilst I pulled it away from my ear.