Red

Chapter 5

Eve's POV.

I was in the middle of putting on foundation but quickly decided to wake Sky up, because... it is 6:15 AM and she needs to get her ass outta bed. After a couple of rings, she picked up.

"Hello?" I heard her tired, morning voice speak through the phone, as I continued to blend in my foundation.

"Get up. It's not the weekend yet."

"What day is it?" She scoffed.

"Friday." I answered, now doing my eyebrows.

"Really? Awwwwww it feels like a Sundaaaay." She whined, stretching out her words.

"You whine too much. Get out of bed."

"Fine. Since you woke me up, I can't go back to sleep anyways."

"Haha. See you at school."

"Bye."

I hung up and finished curling my eyelashes. Putting everything back into my makeup bag, I quickly brushed through my hair and left it down, naturally straight.

I headed back into my room to look for something to wear, because I don't want to go to school naked.

I ended up going with a green halter top and light-washed jeans. I also slipped on my light gray hoodie over my halter top that I got as a souvenir from Colorado.

I rushed downstairs and grabbed my keys, because I didn't feel like walking today.

"Bye missy! Be safe!" My dad called out to me.

"Will do!" I replied, closing the door behind me.

I unlocked my car and hopped into the driver's seat. I insert the key into the ignition and drive off to school.

•••

"What book are ya reading?" Someone says behind my shoulder.

"Where The Red Fern Grows." I replied, not looking up from my book.

"Ah. A classic." I didn't recognize the voice. I finally looked up and over my shoulder, and found Thomas Baron smiling down at me. Okay I get it. I'm short. You can stop laughing now, thanks.

"Thomas... hi...?"

"Why was that a question...?" He chuckled.

"Oh, sorry I didn't mean it to come out like that, but uhh... usually you... don't talk to people like me..."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, it's just that I'm not part of the... popular crew."

"So? What does that have to do with me talking to you?"

"I dunno. Forget it. Do you have a reason why you're talking to me though?"

"No. Why would I need a reason?"

I look at him with furrowed eyebrows.

"Is Savannah always stubborn? Or did I say something...?"