The Day {Not official title}

Chapter 24: C. Ronin {Danica}

Chapter 24: C. Ronin {Danica}

            I know I shouldn’t have left Gavin, Ieo, and Calvin like that, but I wanted to check on Rion, just to make sure he was okay. I stood leaning on the railing of the stairs, directly in front of Rion’s room. When he emerged from his bedroom an hour after he entered it, I could tell he took a cold shower, because his black hair was wet and his skin wasn’t as colored as it usually was.

            “You were waiting for me?” he asked. Something was wrong with the way he’d been dressing recently. But he had on his usual white tee, jeans, and in his house he wore black crew-cut socks all the time. What was different? Was his hair dye fading? No, it was a slick, pitch black like always. Was it his paleness? No, I was used to it. What could possibly be different? “Again, you’re staring. Is there something you’re looking for?” I just realized I was staring.

            “There’s something different in your wardrobe. Something’s wrong, different, or missing, but I can’t pinpoint what it is,” I said. “Maybe it’s because you’re not wearing your red Nikes.”

            “Oh. It’s my sunglasses,” he said. He ran his hand through his damp hair. I loved it when he did that. “I forgot where I lost them a few days ago, so I haven’t been wearing any.”

            “Oh. That’s what’s missing. Sorry, I’m just so used to your iconic Oakleys,” I joked. “They all left already. They had plans that they wouldn’t have accomplished if they stayed any longer,” I said as I sauntered down the stairs. I planted myself in the corner of the couch. I searched through my backpack for a few DVDs. Rion followed down the stairs and jumped on the couch, snooping around in my backpack.

            “Ooh, movies. Which one are we watching today?” he asked. I held up a good number of DVDs.

            “All of them, but which one do you want to watch first?” I asked. We had nothing else to do, and it was Sunday, so I planned to watch all the movies.

            “Oh, let’s watch Frozen first. It’s supposed to be really good. Everyone keeps singing the tracks and I’m just here like ‘shut up. Please shut up. SHUT UP. SHUT UP!!!!’ But I still think we should watch it.” He opened the case and loaded the disc in the player. All the DVDs were Blu-ray so Rion used a different player than we usually watched movies with.

            “You know I hate everything that goes viral. I don’t want to, but I’ll watch it anyway,” I said. He ran up to his room and brought a familiar pillow back just in time to see the very beginning. He threw the pillow at my face and laughed, only to receive an ‘I don’t like you right now’ expression on my face.

            “What? It’s your favorite pillow, remember? You ‘lost’ it. So I ‘found’ it for you. You should be thankful,” he acted. He was always dramatic and irritating, but you could always clearly tell if he was being serious or just kidding.

            “Oh. I forgot about Teddy. Where in the world did you possibly find him?” I used sarcasm. I hugged the soft pillow tight. I used to always sleep with it. When I slept over at Rion’s house I always brought it and ended up oversleeping every time I had Teddy with me. Rion eventually got irritated because the time that we could’ve used to hang out together was replaced by hours of unneeded sleep with Teddy. He was basically jealous  of a pillow.

            “I found it lost in the woods, wandering about. It was tired and worn. It was looking for you,” he teased, “Now shut up and let’s watch the movie.” He moved closer to me in hopes of ending up with me sleeping on his shoulder. He was very sadly mistaken.