The Dark Side

Chapter 1

It's 1 am and summer.

I'm still sitting in my bed and reading The fault in our stars by John Green.

I just can't fall asleep. I got a bit tired of reading the book so I decided to go on my phone to check out what's new. I went on my Facebook page and phone's screen turned black. It was charged out.

''Stupid battery'' I thought to myself while looking for the charger.

I should've put it to charge erlier.

''Stupid me'' I though to myself again.

I lied down in my bed, pulled the covers over me and tried to put myself to sleep. I started thinking about the book.

''What will happen next?'' I wondered to myself.

I pulled the covers tighter and closed my eyes. The next thing I knew it was morning. I guess I wanted to sleep, but didn't realize it. I walked downstairs.

''Goodmorning, sleepy-head!'' My mum said from the kitchen.

''Oh look who's awake, it's the sleeping beauty!'' My dad said while coming from the living room.

I gave them both a hug and asked what's for breakfast. Mum said that she's still making it.

''Oh, is there anything I can eat now?'' I asked, 'cause I was starving.

''There are fruits on the table in the basket, if you want you can eat those'' My mum said.

I picked up a banana from the basket and unpeeled it. It tasted weird.

''Oh, and, hun, don't eat the bananas. They're pretty old...'' She said while mixing the salad.

I went to the kitchen sink and spitted out the banana. It tasted horrible. And now my morning is ruined. I still was starving, though. I opened the fridge hoping to find something to eat before breakfast. I saw yogurt and took it out of the fridge. I opened a cabinet and took a mug with a bunny on it. I poured the yogurt in the mug. And of course to make my morning even worse I spilled it on my pajamas.

''No, ugh!'' I said in an angry voice.

Now my morning was completely ruined.

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So it's 2pm and I was watching TV, at least trying to find a channel to watch. There are commercials on every single channel. I turned the TV off and went back to my room. I looked out of my window.

''It's a nice weather today, so it's a perfect time for computer all day.'' I thought.

I didn't have anything to do today, at least I didn't have any plans for today. So it's a perfect day to spend on my laptop.

My phone vibrates. I got a message from my best friend Alana.

''Hiii, it's really nice weather outside, today, wanna go to the mall?''

I didn't want to write 'No'. That would've been rude. I wasn't really in a mood for shopping, though.

''Well, I have plans for today, sorry...'' I wrote to her trying my best at lying.

''Oh, cool, what are you doing today exactly?'' She replied.

I was too lazy to think fake plans for today. So I just said, that I have nothing to do, but I'm not in a mood for shopping.

''Oh it's ok. Can I at least come over?'' She asked.

''Well I'm still in my pajamas...'' I answered, hoping she'll just carry on.

''Well, you better start dressing, 'cause I'm almost at your door :D'' She replied with a laughing face at the end.

I heard a door bell. But it wasn't Alana, because she always rings the doorbell twice. So it was someone else. My dad opened the door. I heard, that he was greeting someone named Harry and Robin. He called me downstairs. I said that I need a minute. I fastly placed my phone away and ran to my closet. I opened it up and picked the closest clothes I could get. I ran from my room to the bathroom. I changed into the clothes I took with me, it was a blue T-Shirt and greenish-yellowish shorts. I made my hair in a messy bun. I opened up the bathroom door and threw a minty gum in my mouth to refresh my mouth. I walked downstairs calmly and peacefully looking around for my dad. Than I heard voices coming from the living room. I walked in and saw my dad talking with a pretty attractive guy, he had a bandana on and two piercings; one under his lip, second on his eyebrow, the same place where I had mine. Next to the attractive guy was a man who, I'm guessing, was his father.

''There you are!'' My dad said and smiled at me as I walked in.

''Meet Robin and Harry!'' He continued.

''Robin and Harry meet my daughter Laura!" He said pointing his hand at me.

''Well, hello there, young ladie!'' Robin said. Robin was probably the father to the attractive one.

''Uhm, hello..'' I said looking at him.

Robin poked Harry. He tried to poke him while I wasn't looking, but I saw it anyway.

''Yeah, heyyy.'' He said looking at the ground.

"Hii." I looked at him hoping he wouldn't look at me because I was dressed in the most random colour clothes. And my messy bun was really messy.

"Why don't u join us while your mother is making salad for us?" My dad asked me with the look you-better-come-join-us. Even if I almost about 30 minutes ago ate scrambled eggs, I decided to join.

"Yes, of course." I said hoping to get a place pretty far from Harry.

When my mum finally came with a bowl of salad in her hands. She looked at me in a sort of shocked look. I guess either she saw how I was dressed or she wanted me to sit closer to Harry. I think it's mostly the second reason, but maybe there even is a third one.

"Laura, can you please carry the plates from the kitchen to here?" She asked me pointing her eyes at the door.

"Uhm, sure, mum!" I said while standing up.

I turned to the door side and started walking, but I heard my mum say that I might need help. Guess what? She said that Harry should come and help me.
So I heard, his father, Robin saying that it would be nice from him. He stud up and catched up with me. We went in the kitchen together and he looked for the plates. I pointed at the cabinet on the wall. He opened it handed me couple of plates.

"It's stupid how they're trying to get us closer." He said handing me the last plate.

His voice was deep and dreamy. Wait, what am I thinking? I don't even know him. Okay, his voice was sort of dreamy.
Wait, what do I answer? Uhmmm...

"Yeah, they think that we don't know what to do..." I said placing the plates on the table which was right next to me.

I went to the sink and opened up a drawer that's right next to it I took some forks from it.

"Can you take some of the forks?" I asked handing a few of them to him.

"Yea, sure." He said placing the plates he was holding on the table, next to the plates I was holding.

He took the forks from my hands. And placed them on the plates he was holding. I took mine and placed them on plates which I was holding. We took the plates and went back in the living room. No one was there.
There was a note on the small table in the middle of the room. We looked at each other.