Restful/ Teaching

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tony's pov
        We drove for exactly three hours, fifteen minutes, and ten seconds before reaching a busted motel. "I think we should stop here, just for the night, then we'll go further" Paige said as she yawned and rubbed her eyes. I took a bag or two and opened the car door. Paige and I went to the front desk to see a older lady who seemed to be unhappy with neither us, or just her life. "May we get a room for a week please" Paige asked politely as the lady groaned and handed her our key. Paige pulled out $176 and gave it too the lady. We then walked out and to our room.
         I try my best not to get agitated as we walk past rooms that smell of weed and liquor, and let alone the noise, I know I wouldn't get much sleep tonight. When we got into the room I closed the door and sat the bags down. Paige flopped on the bed and instantly passed out. I smiled as I went up to her and kissed her forehead. I go to the bathroom and turn on the shower. I close the door and start to undress, I can't recall the last time I took a shower. As soon as I saw steam come from the water I hopped in. I gave a sigh of relief as the hot water fell apon me yet my tranquility wouldn't last long as all the thoughts of how Paige and I will live without being caught for a while. I rubbed myself down with the soap they give out then jumped out and wrapped a towel around my waist. I must of been in there for a long time since I can see my skin turn from my naturally tan skin, to a bright pink. I go to the mirror and wipe it off looking at myself. I haven't seen myself in a long time and damn did I look horrid. My beard was weirdly cut since The hospital gave me scissors instead of a razor, and I didn't have a mirror. I look around the sink to see a electric razor. I plugged it into the wall and to my dismay, it worked. I shaved all of my beard off, evenly this time. How in the world did I let that go on, I hate disorder and when things are done 'halfass' so how did I let my prim and proper self turn into a bum. I nod off the thought as I shave off the sides of my head. Not to make me bald but to have a little stubble. I then take some water to pull my hair back. I look back in the mirror to see that I'm somewhat back to my old self. I dry off what's left and put the same hospital clothes on. I go to the bed to see Paige fast asleep, I lay right next to her and wrap my arm around her waist. I close my eyes and smile. This is exactly what I needed.

Paige's pov
I squint as I see the bright sunlight shine in my eyes. I look at the clock on the dresser.

1:00pm

Damn it was that late? I get up making sure not to wake tony as I look through the bags he brought in. Luckily he brought the bag full of my hair dyes. I quickly take the bag and rush to the bathroom. It's been a long time since I've dyed my hair, last time I did my parents beat me for it. My hair was naturally blonde so it wasn't a issue if the color would come out dark. I pull out all the different colors and happily apply them to my hair. Light pink, baby blue, lilac, and much more! I made sure some strands of my hair where left untouched since I thought it would add to the look. As soon as I was done I looked at the clock to make sure how long I was to leave it in. I spent that extra time looking at myself in the mirror. It's been so long since I've gotten to look at myself, not much has changed except that I look twenty years older, probably due to stress and sleepless nights.
After the time was up I washed and dried my hair. I then looked at myself in the mirror, admiring my excellent job on my hair. Wait.... what's that? My jaw drops to the floor as I see a green strand in my hair. How could this possibly happen?!? I didn't get any green let alone mix any colors. I shriek forgetting that Tony was asleep. It wasn't long till he rushed in. "What's wrong?!?" he said in a worried tone "there is a green hair, on my head" I say shocked. his face instantly changed to a look of disgust. He twirls me around to face him and takes out the piece of glass that was in his pocket and put it up to my neck, enough to poke in but not make a mark. "Paige my dear, you got me worried sick, now you got me angry and one slice of this glass will kill you quick." Did he mean to rhyme ? or does it just happen. "Well Tony Im sorry but you and I both youd never end my life." I reply as I easily take the piece of glass from his hand. He lets go of me and growls walking out of the room. "You look devine darling don't worry about one green strand" he says. I roll my eyes as I follow him. "Paige, why didn't you wake me up?" he asks "well you needed some rest" I replied as I sat on the bed looking at him cluelessly. "Paige I wake up everyday at exactly 11:03 AM every morning! Do you know how critical this change is!?!? My whole life is off schedule, I have missed two hours of precious. time!!" he says, then he paces around the room screaming 'meh.' "Tony I'm sorry, how was I supposed to know?" I ask as he completely ignore me. I shake my head as I go to a small desk in the hotel room, to my surprise it has a computer. "What are you doing?" Tony asked walking over to me and putting his arm on my shoulder. "Trying to find the nearest town, more chances for money, supplies, chaos" I reply giving him a smirk. "Oh how I love you" he replied. I scrolled through the different towns and the population, till I clicked on a link that brought me to a webpage for a school.

ART AND SOCIAL STUDIES TEACHER NEEDED!!!

"Tony! Tony! come quick I found us a job!!" I called out in excitment.

"Paige I'm right here..."

"Paige I don't want to get a job! especially with kids..." he added

"oh but Tony I've always wanted to be a teacher! just because we're doing this doesn't mean we can't do other things!" I reply trying to persuade him as I latch on to his torso. "Plus! you can teach about time, see social studies is about time!"

"You make a good point there.." he puts his hand on his chin

"Fine, I'll start making fake diplomas and IDs" Tony grunted as I jump up in excitement and hug him tightly. Sure this isn't art school or being a artist but at least I get to share the wonders of art with others, this will be just amazing!

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