Serenade >> m.c

//four//

Vi's outfit to the side basically the clothes i wish i had but cant afford #lovemylife

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I got home that night with newly blue hair and a stomach full of pasta. My parents weren’t home yet; they were always out and about looking for new ways to change the house. We had our kitchen tiled last week and our living room walls were repainted every time my mum had the slightest doubts about the colour, which was more often than humanly possible.

I made myself coffee and headed upstairs into my room, shutting the door firmly behind me.

Every time we moved, my parents let me have complete control over how I designed my room, as a kind of consolation prize for moving around so much.

Every time I did something different to experiment. At the moment, I had a huge bookcase, full of books, CDs, DVDs and various items. The doors onto the balcony were open, where I had dragged out an armchair that I had got from a thrift shop covered in a huge blanket. I had a big rug on the floor next to the bed and the wardrobe, underneath hanging paper lanterns. But my prized possession was on the side table. I had bought the record player online from a vintage website and ordered a bunch of records to go with it  that were in a wooden box beneath the table.

I threw myself onto the bed after putting my mug on the side table and then pulled a record from its sleeve and put it on, adjusting the arm before lying back on the pillows and shutting my eyes.

I had an idea of the homework I had to do but was pushing it to the back of my mind. I could always do it before school. I picked up my laptop from the side table and turned it on, flicking slowly through some websites and drinking my coffee. I’d chip in with the lyrics that were playing in the background occasionally, before finally getting off the bed and going over to the desk, pulling out my school books from the drawer I had shoved them in over the weekend and checking what work I had to do.

I began to slowly work my way through the stuff I had, only stopping to go and get food. I heard my brother come in and go into his room. We didn’t talk much, only to tease each other, but we were comfortable with the kind of sibling relationship that we had.

When I had finally finished the work, I went and had a shower and got changed into my pyjama bottoms and a sleeveless shirt, before sitting on the balcony with a book and a new cup of herbal tea.

I could still hear the music coming from next door as I stumbled back inside and into my bed, burying my head into my pillow.

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I woke up to my alarm the next morning and wanted to smash my head into the wall.

I hit the clock and almost literally rolled out of bed and into the kitchen. My mum was in there already, with the same look in her eyes as the one I felt in mine. she silently passed me a mug of coffee and smiled weakly, before yawning and grabbing her plate and heading upstairs.

I pushed bread into the toaster and slumped into a seat, leaning on my hands, with my eye on the clock.

I finally made my way upstairs and got dressed, grabbing my stuff before heading out to the bus stop, suddenly aware that I was late, only to see the bus slowly rolling away from my stop.

Shit.

 I stood still for a minute, unsure as to what to do. The next bus wouldn’t be for ages and I would definitely be late to school. Crap.

I pulled out my phone to try and call one of my friends and see if they could pick me up on their way to school, when a car horn went behind me.

I turned around to see Luke’s head poking out the window of the red truck, grinning and waving madly.

“Hey, you going to school? You’re gonna be super late y’know!” Luke commented, as the truck pulled over to the side of the road.

“Yeah, I missed the bus and I was just going to call someone to see if they could give me a lift…” I said slowly, putting my phone back into my pocket.

“We can give you a lift! No one’ll get here in time and we’ve got room in the truck anyway!" Luke insisted.

I thought about it for second before grinning and nodding, rambling my apologies and my thanks as I pulled open the door to the backseat, revealing Ashton and Michael inside, who had moved together so I could squish in beside them. I threw my bag down into the foot well and pulled on the seatbelt.

“This is really nice of you guys, I promise I won’t make this a daily thing, I just slept in this morning.” I admitted.

“S’okay, we need someone new to talk to anyway. I don’t know about the rest of you, but I can’t bear to look at Michael’s face any longer.” Calum said, making the others, including me, laugh.

“Hey! That’s not what you said last night!” Michael pouted.

Ashton giggled next to him as Calum scowled.

“See, this is what I have to deal with constantly. I’m never driving any of you to school again and you can start this car yourself.” Calum threatened.

Everyone groaned at Calum who looked pleased with himself.

“Hey Viv, are you coming to our band practice this evening? We order pizza and stuff afterwards and we’re practising new songs. Michael told me you were coming. He actually hasn’t stopped talking about it.” Luke smirked.

Michael blushed, his knees knocking against mine.

“Of course I’m going to come, wouldn’t miss it for the world. Also wouldn’t want to miss free pizza.” I joked.

“Maybe we should give away free pizza at all our shows to get more fans.” Ashton said.

“It works for me!” I shrugged.

“That’s the kind of fans we need to be honest.” Michael said.

I laughed as Calum turned and pulled into the school, parking the van in the student’s parking lot. Everyone struggled to get out the car and took bags from the boot, groaning to each other about the lessons they had.

“Hey, d’you wanna sit with us at lunch today? We normally sit in the courtyard, by the field if you want to sit with us. Unless you already have people you want to sit with. That’s cool too.” Michael mumbled, beside me ahead of the rest of the boys.

“Sure! Thanks for the lift by the way, I really appreciate it. See you at lunch?” I said, smiling.

Michael grinned widely, running his hand through his hair.

“Can’t wait.”

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sorry i havent updated in so looong school sucks but im more on a roll now yay

also new fic pls read and i will shower u with love and biscuits <33

- clara