Supernatural!

Chapter 6-Weak

I headed back inside to FINALLY sleep, waving at Gabe before walking down different hallways. I walked and walked and walked until I heard a stifled laughter from Gabe. I looked around to see I was still in the same place I was before.

I was walking in place.

“Oh right, the stupid terms,” I said, facepalming. I turned around and see Gabe giving me the "really" look.

“Pfft-It took you that long to find out you were walking in place. That’s adorable!” He teased.

I argued back, “It’s not adorable, you piece of shit! It’s not my fault I forgot..! Argh! Just…! Come with me!” I grabbed Gabe’s arm and pulled him in the direction of my room.

“Oh HELL No, I’m not going in your messy as fuck room! You come with me, make it easier for the both of us. Besides, my room is closer.” Gabe replied.

“Fine, I’m not dealing with your lovey dovey shit anyways.” I followed Gabe to his room where there was two bunk beds.

Convenient.

I decided to sleep on the top bunk. (It’ll be harder for people to wake me up.)

“G-night Gabe,” I slurred.

“Night.”

I closed my eyes and let the darkness envelop me. Finally, I could sleep-SLAM!

“Hey, so just letting you know, training is in the morning!” Kathy yelled.

OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD. I’M GOING TO KILL SOMEONE TODAY AND IT’S GOING TO BE A CERTAIN GIRL WITH SHORT BLACK HAIR AND A HOODIE.

“Do you have to be THAT loud?” I exclaimed. “SOME of us are trying to SLEEP!”

“Pfft-And some of us just don’t sleep,” she replied, before-SLAM!

Again with the Door?! I sighed, closing my eyes.

It seemed like only a second had gone by when...

“Oi. Oi. Oi! Wake up.” Alex yelled. I groggily rubbed my eyes and checked outside the window. The sun was up and shining brightly in my face. I groaned.

I turned my attention back to Alex. He had a grin on his face.

“What's with you?“ He asked. I pushed the blanket off myself.

“Just... hungry and slightly annoyed,” I replied.

He smirked, “Eh, want my blood already? It’s only been a couple of hours, you baby!”

I shrugged. “Nah. I’ll manage.” I hopped off the bunk and walked to the nearest room. When I burst open the door, I was greeted with a busy Damien.

“Hey! Whatcha doing?” I asked.

“You’re more energetic than usual...You’re acting like Kathy right now...” the kid said, shoving some weird things into a box. “Literally just a couple hours ago you were groaning about sleep…I could hear your bitching from all the way across the house.” He put the box under the bed.

I sighed. “I get like that when I’m tired…”

“Well,” Damien started. “Just like you get grouchy when you’re tired, I get annoyed when people interrupt me when I’m in the middle of something. So go away.”

“What's that?” I pointed to the box under the bed.

He started to get annoyed, “Just…personal stuff kay? Now shoo! Begone! Go away!” He said pushing me out the door.