Getting to Know a Yaujta

Chap 25

Stars.

I woke up to another ordinary day, as far as having a six foot something alien living with you goes. But you know, that seemed pretty ordinary to me too.

Getting up from bed, I walked toward my closet where I rummaged through the clothes I might where, absently wondering if Krone would like what I choose. I've never been very color-coordinated and my sense of fashion ranges to whatever's cheap.

I thought longer than I would have any other day about what I was going to where. I have a lot of fleeces...and apparently I like the color grey...but I just don't feel grey today...

I began to finger various articles of clothing. No, no, no, no...and...

Yes.

I pulled out a plain red shirt, probably the only lively color in here. I found myself admiring my choice for a handful of seconds. I nodded to myself in satisfaction. Yep, Krone's definitely gonna like it. Okay, now for the rest...

In the end, I found myself a nice light grey fleece jacket that had dark blue sleeves and a red hood I didn't even know I had, and a really dark denim jean.

I stared at my reflection on the mirror, turning every which way. Maybe I should brush my hair...

Oh, fuck, look at the time!

I ran out of my room and into the kitchen, where Josh was already taking his last bites out of a jelly sandwich.

"You took longer than usual," he said upon hearing my footsteps, not even bothering to swallow the rest of food still in his mouth.

"Um...yeah, sure, I just got held up," I replied as I near-frantically began serving myself whatever I could get my hands on.

I stuffed a handful of Cheerio's into my mouth, turning around to get the milk I stopped sort when I saw Josh staring at me with an irritated look on his face.

"Whuf?" some of the little round hoops fell out of my mouth.

"Nothing..." he said dryly.

Shrugging, I opened up the frig and swiftly started to chug out of the milk carton(something Mom would hate, but since she's not here...).

"So...have any tests today?" Josh asked almost pleasantly.

I wiped a milk-mustache from my face, "Uh...no."

"Something interesting happen to you-at school?"

Okay, now I was beginning to feel just a bit weirded out... "No..."

"Anything you want to talk about?"

I let out a laugh, "No, and what's gotten into you? You're not acting like yourself," I said as I rested my elbows on the island table, parallel to what he was doing also.

He glared at me, "And how am I supposed to act?"

"That," I gestured at his angry face, "Like that."

"Well fuck, sorry for trying to bring up a conversation," he turned around offended.

"Don't get like that either, I was just saying..." I said defensively, "Why the sudden interest anyway?"

He shrugged, "Just wondering what my darling little sis does outside in the real world when she's not playing shut-in with Fang-face..."

"I'm not playing shut-in," I responded annoyed, "And, for the last time, his name is Krone."

"Whatever..."

I rolled my eyes, "Right, we're gonna be late. Let's go already."

"Does extra-curricular activity come across your mind at any moment of the day?"