Since I have to follow Amos everywhere I get the pleasant task of waking him up every morning for three weeks. Which means I have to get up extra early in order to get him up early enough to get to breakfast. I figured out all the timing in my head and that means I need to get up at 4:30 in the morning.
So I did. Bright and early I am awake. I yawn as I slowly get out of bed or my safe haven as I call it. I turn on the light and squint. This isn't a time to be awake nobody should ever see this time of day it is terrible. I lazily put on a green sweater that hangs over my shoulder and skinny jeans. I look in the mirror.
Great my tattoo shows like a sore thumb. My tattoo is a dragon fly that looks like it taking off. The artist shadowed it just perfectly to do that, I may not be able to show it off at school but I love this tattoo out of all ten this one is my favorite. I sigh as I put a few band aids over it then applying makeup around them to hide them a little better, I hide the rest with my hair. Luckily you can't see the tattoo on my opposite collar bone. That tattoo is of a flower whose petals are blowing away in the wind. It was my biggest tattoo for a long time until I got the big one on my side of one of those weeping willow trees that almost wraps around my whole torso. Once I am ready I leave my dorm room and go to the boys dorms. I have a special bracelet that lets me in considering girls aren't allowed in the boys dorms and boys aren't allowed in the girls dorms. Not that many people follow that rule. When I get to Amos's dorm it is 6:30. Yes I everything in time covering up my tattoos always takes up most of my mornings I only have makeup for that reason. I don't knock before I enter his room. I told him I would be here at 6:30 and he better be awake. He isn't just like I expected him to be. His room isn't as dirty as I thought it would be but it is still messy and smells disgusting just like my 13 year old brother's room. In the corner by his desk is his dirty clothes basket which is very full. Amos starts to snore so I go over and shake him. He doesn't move an inch. I try everything breathing in his ear, tickling him, whispering things in his ear, I even pulled him out of bed.
Great he has to be a heavy sleeper. I came prepared though I set up a few girly things around the room like tampons, makeup, teddy bears extra. I got the idea from the movie "How to Break up with a guy in 10 days" I think it is called. I go into his bathroom and turn on the shower just putting my hand in to sound like someone is in it and I start to sing terribly.
"THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS AND IT GOES ON AND ON AGIAN, SOMEBODY STARTED SINGING IT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS BUT THEY CONTINUED SINGING IT FOR EVER JUST BECAUSE THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS AND IT GOES ON AND ON MY FRIEND SOMEBODY STARTED SINGING NOT KNOWING WAS AND THEY'LL CONTINUE SINGING IT FOREVER JUST BECAUSE THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS AND IT GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS SOMEBODY STARTED SINGING IT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS AND THEY'LL CONTINUE SINGING IT FOREVER JUST BECAUSE THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS AND IT GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS SOMEBODY STARTED SINGING IT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS AND THEY'LL CONTINUE SINGING IS IT FOTEVER JUST BECA-" I am cut off when Amos throws open the bathroom door.
"Why does my room look like it was turned into Barbies play house over night?! AND WHY ARE YOU SINGING AND PRETENDING TO BE IN THE SHOWER?!" He says then yells the last half. I smile.
"Good morning! How did you sleep?" I ask not answering any questions. I decide to turn off the water at this point, "You shouldn't yell at girls like that it is rude and you will wake up the whole dormitory". Like singing at the top of your lungs won't. Amos huffs and pushes me out of the bathroom roughly then slams the door shut. I sit on his bed doing homework as I wait for him to be ready.
"HEY, WHATEVER YOUR NAME IS GRAB ME SOME CLOTHES!" He yells through the closed door. I sigh and get up. I go over to his dresser and try to find something for him to wear that makes him look like himself. None of his "Bad Boy" attire clothing is clean so I grab the first think I find which turns out to be a dark blue tee shirt and get this black pants. Does he even own bluejeans? I open the door just enough to throw the clothes in and shut the door again.
15 minutes later he is dressed and ready.
"So today we are just going to go to classes and you my friend are going to pay attention!" I say happily. Amos just grunts and walks ahead of me out of the dormitory.
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It took him until lunch to get sick of my constant nagging. When he would start to lose focus I would do small annoying things to keep him awake or whatever. I would poke him or throw paper at him discreetly and I would kick him or "accidentally" knock him with my elbow. I was impressed on how long he lasted.
"I seriously hate you." He says.
"The feeling is mutual." I say in response. I follow him to his table and sit across from him.
"Really? You have to eat lunch with me too?" He asks gumpily.
"No." I say, "I just feel like annoying you some more." Amos scarfs down his food and I pull out my homework and take sips from my water bottle slowly. I ran out of lunch money really quickly and my mom's check won't be here till tomorrow so I have to go a day without eating anything huge.
"Hey, why don't you have food?" Amos asks suddenly bringing me out of my homework daze.
"I ran out of money, why do you care?" I ask sharply.
"Well I thought you where starving yourself or somthing." He explains I can see a tint of saddness in his eyes when he says it. I look beyond it.
"Well I'm not." I say then take a sip of my water again. I cross my legs in the chair and go back to my homework. It doesn't take Amos three minutes before he starts talking again.
"What is that on your collar bone?" He asks. My eyes go wide and I look down great it is showing a little I should have covered it too.
"Birthmark." I state simply. Amos doesn't say anything else but I can tell he doesn't believe me.
Hey, 1229 words, YAY!!!
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