Chapter 7 - I have a proposition to make

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HELLO ONCE AGAIN! YAYY NEW UPDATE! SORRY IF ITS SHORT BUT I PROMISE IN THE NEXT CHAPTERS SOME WILL BE LONG! ENJOY MY SMILEYS!!! :) (not edited)

 

I unsteadily turn around in my bed and look outside the window.

HOLY BISCUITS DIPPED IN NUTELLA!

IT’S SNOWING!!!

I get up and see how deep it is but much to my dismay, it isn’t. So we have to go school.

Fuck sake.

I lie in bed for 3 minutes just to cherish them as much as I can then get up and do all the morning routines. I go to my wardrobe and pick the first things I see which are a pair of ripped jeans and a sweater. Good enough for the weather.

As I reach downstairs I hear Xavier singing out loud to Drake and started laughing to myself.

I go into the kitchen and started singing as well. He chucked a water bottle in my direction, to use as a microphone then we belted out the song for our neighbours and their pets to enjoy.

“Hurry up and finish breakfast so we can leave” Xavier said as he went to go get the keys.

I quickly grabbed a cereal bar and the water bottle he threw at me and quickly put on my Vans.

I step outside to embrace the winter’s day. The snow lightly falling looked so beautiful and sometimes I felt a snowflake lightly land on my cheeks and caress it with its cold softness. I took a deep breath. Today should be a good day. I thought to myself as I got in the passenger seat.

 Not until Damian comes out the house and waves at us.

Way to ruin my mood, fate.

 

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The teacher draws a picture of a rooster/hen on the board on top of a triangular roof and turns to face us. Is this going anywhere? What the hell will she ask?

“So a little brain teaser for you all, just to wake you up” she says. As if that would wake up the class.

 

“If the rooster sits on a triangular roof, faces north and lays an egg, which way does it roll?”

I mumble “…If the sun rises in the east…”

A familiar voice breaks through “Roosters don’t lay eggs, they’re boys.” Damian turns to me with a smug look. 

“Very good Damian! Angel, you could learn from him” she smiles at me and turns back around. I shot him a glare.

“So miss, since you said IF a rooster lays an egg, I will assume you meant the female form of a chicken. My answer would be whichever way the wind blows. But how the hell does a chicken get on top of a roof anyway?”

“Ermmm Angel this is just a brain teaser, it’s supposed to make you think about it and the right answer.”

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