Foster Girl

XXIV

I stirred in the bed from slight exhaustion. I've been sleeping ever since I came home last night but I still felt tired and by the looks of it you could tell that it wasn't seven or six in the morning. I trailed my hand across the bed sheet to find my phone.

After going up and down,sideways, crossways and all over I finally found it. I checked the time only to find out it was 12:45 and also officially the first day of summer. Whew. No more stress for two whole months. Today was a good day to wake up in the afternoon.

When I was younger before my Grandma died she always said if I stayed in bed too long I'd become too lazy to actually do anything. Sorry grandma I thought and closed my eyes again going back to my slumber.

Shake shake shake. "Ugh" I groaned. I still hadn't awakened from my nap and some lowlife has the audacity to come and shake me while I'm here trying to catch up on sleep. shake shake shake "and again" I growled out angry this time. I've had enough so I grabbed the nearest thing to me which was a pillow and flung it behind me hoping it'd hit the little fucker who decided to disturb me at 3 in the afternoon.

I mean seriously how dare them? Noticing a pattern I turned on my back so that whomever was there wouldn't shake me again. I lifted my hands to rub my eyes but before they could even touch my eyes a pair of strong and muscular hands gripped my hands thus causing me to look like a piece of hanging laundry or something of that sort.

I snapped my eyes open to look at a pair of  deep chocolate brown ones with a lighter shade of brown orbs staring at me. "For fuck's sake its three in the afternoon! Why on God Almighty's earth would you wake me up this early!!?? What have I ever done to you!??" I whined.

"Yes its Three PM which means you've been sleeping for the past fourteen hours. Its time to start the day so up and at em girl"

"I'm gonna come at you" I muttered but just low enough so he'd hear.

Sadly he was right though I needed to start the day because knowing myself I'd probably never leave that bed today.  "I'm hungry"
"I'm not, but seriously get up and I'll get you some food;anything you want."

And that ladies and gentleman is how you get Shay Mitchell to get up out of bed in 0.03 seconds. Just mention food and its already done. My feet tingled like I was just walking for the first time when I stood up but seconds later they adjusted.

"You look like you haven't had a shower in days" Jonah stated.
"Yeah I know" I answered back offended before heading to the bathroom to salvage my appearance.

When I entered the bathroom I placed my towel and change of clothes unto the rack before spinning around to enter the shower. Half way through spinning I got a quick glance at myself in the mirror and I swear to God a small scream escaped my mouth when I saw myself. I looked like a cave woman.

"Yup Jo was right" I said aloud.
"I told youuu" he taunted "And stop calling me Jo."
"AnD SToP CaLlInG Me JO" I mocked.
After that all I heard was hissing and I knew I had succeeded in making him annoyed. Guess its time to cross out Annoy Jonah more than twenty times off my bucket list I thought.

I'm being serious right now. There all better I thought. Though I didn't look at my best as it relates to appearances I still looked better than how I looked coming in. I took a quick fifteen minutes shower and even slip in the shower but didn't fall. Thank god. My hair was kept into a messily done bun at the top of my head.

My clothing consisted of an old T-Shirt I had lying around and a pair of blue sweats. I felt comfortable and cozy at the same time that's all that matters because to some people what I was wearing would classify me as a hobo. I glided the ChapStick over my lips and took one final glance before leaving the bathroom.