Miss Him. Miss Him Not.

Chapter 4

Sooo sorry for the long wait!!! This is going to be a really boring chapter! soooo sorry!!

I have school today. Its only 4:30am but I can't get back to sleep so I'm counting how many bottle lids from J2O bottles I have so far (yes, I collect bottle lids!). I'm trying not to make any noise so I don't wake anyone up. Too late... Sarah walks in...
"What the hell are you doing at... 4:30 in the bloody morning?" She moans, looking at the clock at my bedside.
"Counting bottle lids," I reply as causally as possible. 

"Do everyone and yourself a favour, go back to bed for gods sake." With that she walks out and I hear a thud as she splats back onto her bed.
I finish counting my bottle lids, quietly (394 of them!) and put the box back under my bed. It's now 4:47. I try to go back to sleep but its not happening. So instead I count my white stones... 43.
I am soooooooo bored! There's nothing to do at 5:03 in the morning. If only i could... just shut my eyes... and... and.....

"Honey I'm home"
I wake up, sitting on the couch, dad walks in and gives me a kiss on my forehead. Mum walks in and hugs dad as tight as she possibly can.
"I love you so much," mum says, looking up at dad (he's a lot taller than her).
"I love you to," he replies, with a certain tone in his voice. Mum, on her tip toes, kisses dad on the lips. Dad has his hands on her waist, slowly moving upwards. Before I know it, they're having a full make out season.
"EWWWWWWWW! CUT IT OUT!" I practically shout, burying my head in a pillow, covering my ears so I can't hear their lips smacking together. I mean, get a room! Mentally scared for life!

My eyes open, I'm staring at the ceiling. It must have been a dream. Oh well. I guess that means I really do miss dad.
I groan as I lean over to check the time on my phone. HOLY CRAP! It's already 8:15!!! School starts at 8:20! I get ready for school quicker than I ever have before... But its no use. I know I'll be late anyway, it takes me 30 minutes to walk to school if I speed walk!

-------------AT SCHOOL----------

"And remind me.... WHY ARE YOU LATE?!"
Here I am again... Ms. Donnebel's office. I call her Dragon lady. I know, not that inventive, but it describes her perfectly! Her frizzy brown hair and scaled skin. The way she practically breaths fire when she's angry. How she controls the school by terrifying everyone because she will take out anyone in her path if she has to. Sooner or later I'll come up with something better!
In class, I like to imagine what it would be like to be a night in shining armour, and slay the dragon that gaurds hell, freeing all her slaves (all the students at Hellsville high... as I call it). It would be so amazing. I smile at the thought... bad idea....

"WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE SMILING AT YOUNG LADY? Do you think it's funny that you're over half an hour late? That you've wasted the time of your teachers, that trust me, is very valuable." I could feel the heat of fire on my face as she ranted on and on about stuff I couldn't care less about. Anyway, I've had this speech countless times.
"Errr... No... ma'am," I have an idea that might just work. I cough, sit up straight and let my magic work itself! "Well, miss, I'm so sorry i slept in late, I tried my best to get to school as soon as I could, because I believe that education is very important. You see, I've learned my lesson, but I'm here in your office, when I could be in maths, learning more and more by the minute. I don't think it's fair that this come out of my lesson time because that is valuable time."
"I hate to say this, but you're right. Okay... off you go, just this once. But you have a detention! Come by my office after school tomorrow, you will stay behind for and hour! I will inform your parents... now GO! Get out of my sight!"

------AT HOME------

As I stagger up the driveway of my house, I dig through my bag for my key... I can't fine them. DAMN! I knock on the door hoping for an answer. The door opens, and I see.... w, what?

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I still can't believe what I'm seeing... Sarah stands before me wearing a velvet red vest top underneath a black leather jacket, along with a black, knee high skirt above some high black boots. Her hair is backcombed and held above her head and she is wearing lots of dark, eye liner and dark red lipstick. Her cheeks are as pale as a ghost. I can hear Black Veil Brides blaring from her room.

"Who are you and what have you done to my sister?" i asked slowly, joking (kind of).

"What are you talking about?" She seems confused about what I mean, so I look up and down at her outfit to assure her what I meant. "Ohhhhhh, you mean my outfit?" I slowly move my head, indicating a nod, a shocked expression still on my face. "Why are you so shocked Sam? Ever since Dad was living here, my true essence has been trapped inside my soul. When he left, it gave me the freedom to show who I really am. This has been the true me for years now, I just haven't had the chance to express it." I have no idea what's going on right now so I just nod, acting like i understand and say "Riggggggggght. Okay." So now my sister is acting like a hippy trapped in a goths body. I rush upstairs, into my room, closing the door behind me and throw my school bag by my bed, causing a few books to fall out. I open my wardrobe and get changed into a pair of grey jogging bottoms and a white tank top with a light blue jacket. I walk downstairs, ready to chill out and watch How I Met Your Mother... again! I stagger into the living room to see something I never thought possible...

John, my adorable, perfect little brother that everyone loves, is sitting with and ice cream cone on top of his head, the ice cream sticking it to his hair. In his hand, he holds a sticky spoon, covered in honey. He lifts his arm up and scoops up some ice cream ready to gobble down. He puts the unwashed spoon into his mouth and pulling it out, leaving him with an ice cream mustache!

"Hey... What ya doing?" I ask, knowing the answer.

"Eating ice cream off my head," he simply answers, not turning around.

"Hah... Yeah... I got that part, but, errrmm... Why?"

"'Cause I can!"

With that I decide to go and talk to the only person that would be actually, you know... not COMPLETELY insane.

"Where's mum?" I ask John, curiosity in my voice. I haven't seen her since I got in.

"Out."

Okay, so my teenage sister has turned into a hippy goth, my perfect little brother who hates germs has gone insane and mum, who is worried that if she's not at home24/7 her kids will be kidnapped and the house will be vandalized is out? What world have I just stepped into?

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