Too Late To Save Time

Not A Morning Person

"So how was your night with Eli?" Miranda cooed as we brushed our hair in the girls' bathroom.

"Dark, soothing, warm...educational." I said, knowing I would be bombarded with questions for the educational part. Miranda put her brush down.

"What. Happened." She said, serious as Hermoine Granger....why am I thinking of Harry Potter?

"He gave me a mind-blocking charm because I don't have the endurance to keep up my own spell for a long time." I replied, continuing to brush my hair.

"Well where is it? And where are you going to keep it?" Miranda interrogated. I put my own brush down and looked her straight in the eye.

"Where do all smart girls keep stuff they don't want stolen or found?" I implied. Miranda shivered.

"I don't think I could ever keep something in my-"

"Morning!" Honey chirped as she entered the bathroom to get herself ready. I cleaned up my area and stuffed the toothbrush, hairbrush, comb, and other toiletries I had gotten compliments of Claire into ziplock bags. Miranda gripped the end of her skirt and then spread out all her fingers, and then clenched one fist.

Out. Now. It was our secret code we had come up with to communicate without getting on the bad side of Honey or Dawn. Claire didn't have anything to do with it either because she would break the moment we used the code.

"Morning Honey." I said politely as I left the bathroom after Miranda. She swiped her forehead and then cupped her hand around her ear.

Might not be safe yet. I nodded once and pointed down the stairs. It wasn't code, but any idiot could figure out that I was gesturing to go downstairs for more privacy. Miranda nodded, then pointed to her room and then wiped her left shoulder.

Just let me get something first, from my room. I nodded three times and pointed to Lucas' room, wiped my left shoulder, then pointed both my fists downstairs.

Gotta get something too, from "my" room, meet downstairs after. Mirnada nodded and we both entered our rooms.

Lucas gave me a half nod for a greeting, but his straight face didn't lift. He didn't even turn to face me. Not that I cared. I turned to the dresser and as I put my hands on the knob things I noticed something.

"How are we going to pack?" I asked.

"All you're bringing is underclothes and the few items you might have here." He said. "Don't bring anything fragile because it might get broken." His voice was expressionless.

"You realize that you suck the life out of everything right?" I informed.

"No, that would be Dawn." He replied. I banged my head on the corner of the dresser and turned to face him. He had a parcel (heheh...it's a funny word), a plastic bag with toiletries, a shoe box that I suspected didn't hold shoes, a necklace with what looked like a topaz sphere clasped onto the hoop, and a small gray teddy bear spread out in front of him, with a backpack on the pillow. I smiled lightly.

"Who gave you the teddy bear?" I asked softly.

"My deceased grandmother. She always gave me these stupid gifts." He said, his voice hard. I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

"It's really sweet that you still have it." I said. He shrugged my hand off. Well fine then, I was trying to make an effort to be nice, but nooo!

"I carry it with me everywhere, should I bring home stuff to douse suspicion, or nothing to ward off people?" He asked. I bit my lip in thought. "Today please." He reminded. I slapped him upside the head without breaking my gaze off into space, or losing control of my train of thought.