The Shattered Memory of a Violinist

//Six - My Elegant Rise//

//Six — My Elegant Rise//

Willa Van der Mariel

Beep

Beep

Beep

Oh, for the love of god, shut the frisk up. 

Beep 

Beep

Beep

“I’M UP!” I shrieked, sprouting out of bed.

Due, to the fact I am the worst morning person in the world, and have terrible luck. My foot slipped on the mattress, tucking under my foot under the bed, and since I was wrapped in my blanket like a cocoon — I went straight down to the ground. I landed with a thump, and a dull pain went up my back.

“Ugh” I said, and attempted to get up.

Of course, I tripped again and hit my head on my bed side table, causing more pain to erupt in my body. Eventually, I had crawled out of my blanket, twisting around until my limbs were exposed to the cold air of my bedroom. I threw the heavy blanket back on my bed, and turned off my alarm which was causing my head to throb more.

“That was probably the most entertaining thing I have ever seen” A obnoxious voice said from behind me.

I jumped, and spun around. My window was wide open, allowing a cold breeze to float through the window. Sitting on his ledge was Mason Singer, looking smug.

And hot, Willa, he looks really hot too.

His blonde hair was scruffy from sleep, and his blue eyes were shining with amusement. His long dark eyelashes were casting shadows over his tanned cheeks, and his lips were quirked up in a ridiculously hot smirk. He was dressed in a blue t-shirt that had a hole in the sleeve, with black silk pyjama pant’s that moved slightly in the breeze. 

Oh, god. He looks so hot.

“Are you going to talk to me or keep checking me out?” He asked, rising his eyebrows.

My jaw dropped, and heat ran up my cheeks. “I-I’m not checking you out!”

“Sure” He smiled. “What are you doing up this early, anyway?”

“I like to get up early” I said. “It gives me time to get ready for school, making breakfast for my family then practice for a few minutes”

“It’s seven in the morning. I have never seen seven in the morning”

“Why are you up so early?” I asked.

His face dropped. “Your alarm woke me up. And if it wasn’t for the amusement of watching you try and getting out of bed, then I would probably be really mad at the moment”
I put my hands on my hips. “Glad to see my disability to rise in the morning can keep your male hormones in check”

Mason bursted out laughing, which was a sound I had never heard before. It was a pretty good sounding laugh, and his whole face lit up. “God, your amusing”

And your stupid.

I blushed, and took a few steps backwards. “I need to get ready for school. So, I’ll, um, see you later”

“Bye Willow” He smiled.

“It’s Willa”

He gave me a smirk. “I know” Then he slipped off his window, and disappeared into the darkness off his room.