Falling for Gray

Chapter 6: A Raven

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Another sleepless night to add to my countless list of sleepless nights. Rolling out of bed to the awful beeping sound of my alarm with a large groan and horrid migraine was not how I wanted to start my morning off. As much as I wanted to sleep last night, my mind was to fixated on the thought of being found again by my parents Mafia and being taken back to their base all because I said yes to go egg an orangutans home to aid a rebellious hot male with his headache. That sounds more like a nightmare then reality - and quite frankly I have my own headache to deal with. I grab my alarm clock and launch it across the room so it smashes against the wall and shuts up entirely.

To say I was in a foul mood was an understatement, I was in a shitty, outrageous, absolutely destructive mood this morning. I probably could cause more damage then a herd of elephants on a stampede. It was like my period had come early and my mood had practically thrown off the handle.

Rolling out of bed, I sigh heavily as I walk into my en suite bathroom and press the button for the shower. Stripping naked I take a step into the blissful warm water, letting it run down my face and body - waking me up into reality and reminding me of yesterday's occurrences. It made me pissed beyond belief to know I could of ruined my families chances of a new life, a fresh start. But I just have to cross my fingers and toes in hopes that I haven't done such a thing.

Shutting the shower off, I rub myself down with the towel drying my skin and hair. I quickly blow-dry my hair to the best of my ability even though once I know I'm done, I'll look like I have a frizzy lions mane rather than wavy auburn hair. I braid my hair into two pigtails, they reach to just below my nipple; pulling my baby hair out to give my face more depth and also to make myself look less bald on the sides. I slip into a cropped navy hoodie with black jeans with rips at the knees and my beloved white and black sneakers. I slide my glasses onto my face, hopefully to make everyone in that damn school to forget I exist and yes I have glasses but I mostly wear contacts because I hate how I look when I wear them. But today I couldn't be bothered trying so the glasses were on. I even didn't put concealer on to cover my freckles, instead I filled in my eyebrows and slathered some lip butter on and spritzed some body spray round me- almost giving myself a coughing fit and making me sneeze uncontrollably.

Racing downstairs like a 5 year old, I rush into the kitchen and grab a glass and orange juice from the fridge and quickly pour myself a cup. That was breakfast at its finest. Luke, Auntie Jude and Uncle Sam had already left which left me to lock up. I grab a cereal bar from the cupboard and leave the house grabbing my bag and coat on the way out and locking the front door behind me. I slide my bag on and make my way to another day at hell.

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Pairs of eyes seemed to loom on me, as if I shouldn't be at this school, as though I didn't belong there. A hand slams onto my shoulder, but I manage to hold my reflex of grabbing their hand which is on my shoulder and flipping them over me. It was lucky I did that, as the person who had done it was Bree.

"Hey Jordyn" she says happily walking along side me down the hall. I smile at her and adjust my bag on my shoulder awkwardly. Fuck, my glasses weren't good enough as a cover.

"What's up, Bree?" She sends me a smile that I remembered her name.

"Nothing much, just thought I'd introduce you to my friend. I told her about you yesterday and she really wants to meet you. She said she'll meet us outside of class 6E in the English department. We can stop at your locker on the way" exclaims Bree. I nod in agreement and follow along side her to my locker. Surprisingly a crowd surrounded my locker, laughing could be heard. Bree and I send perplexed looks to one another and speed up through the crowd. Once I see my locker, I understand the sudden crowd.