When Waves Crash

2.)A Very Un-Athletic Twig

*ANOUNCEMENTTT*

HEY GUYS!!!! I am supper sorry for how long it took me to upload, but now that summer is nearing an end I am going to start updating again. I have had a very busy summer and I would not have had anytime to upload. As for now I will be trying to upload weekly like before but I don't know if there will be a set day each week. Really just whenever I finish a chapter is when I will upload. For huntis_ I am pretty sure that Alexis and I will start uploading there shortly. We took a summer break too! So don't forget to check that out guys!

I look up at the very architecturally built house in the dim moon light. I can see that it isn't a mansion, but it's bigger than my house back home. It is actually kind of cute. The front door is a beautiful cerulean color that I can see even in this light. In front of the gorgeous door is a screened front porch, and in that front porch it looks like there is a hot tub. "What a strange place for a hot tub," I chuckle to myself. I kind of like that though, it adds character.

"Hello darling," dad chirps meeting me at the front door, "It's late so go right up to your room. Don't worry about unpacking or anything. Get some sleep because tomorrow we have a lot of work to do! Your room is up the stairs and to your left. It is the second door on the right; the first door is your own bathroom."

I trudge through what I think is the living room, not really paying any attention of what it looks like. I stop in front of the spiral staircase. I have always wanted one of these! I start run up the steps two at a time, but then I get tired about half way up so I slow down.

Note to self: Get in better shape. I mean I'm not obese or anything, I am actually kind of a twig. A very un-athletic twig who likes to eat!

I am finally at the top of the steps and I turn left. I go into the second door on the right and my jaw drops. In the center of my room is a bed, not just any old bed. It is suspended about fifteen inches in the air by silver chains. I drop my carry on when I notice that in one corner of my room is one of those chairs that hang from the ceiling.  It is white and the shape of an egg. It has a woven basket look to it.  There is a cushion the color sand and a little pillow with a button in the center, which is the same color as the ocean. The chair is attached to the ceiling with a long white rope. The walls are white with white trim. The outside wall of my room is completely covered with tan curtains. That has definitely got to change. This room needs some more color. I mean seriously the only things in this room are white and bland (besides the cushion and the mini pillow, of course). I walk over and sit on the edge of my new bed, causing it to tip, making me fall on my butt. Oomph! It is going to take me a long time to get used to this bed. I'm still on the floor rubbing my butt when my phone goes off alerting me that I have a text message. It's from my dad.

You have to tip the bed before you get on, sweetie. Goodnight, love you

I type back quickly.

Oh so now you tell me! Yeah, night, love you too.

I plug my phone into the charger and tip the bed like Dad told me to do. I barrel roll on to it and it levels out. Once I'm on, it doesn't rock very much, its way sturdier than I thought it was going to be. However, knowing me, I will probably still fall off it multiple times. I lay down without even changing into pajamas or putting sheets on the bed. Sleep comes quickly.

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Woosh Woosh Woosh

I open my eyes to see an unfamiliar ceiling.

"When the hell am I!" I sit up really fast causing my bed to sway violently, but thankfully it doesn't tip.