Chapter 3
I woke up in my bed with a huge headache. I let out a groan and stretched my arms out , only to hear a gentle scoot against the bed stand that made me look up. There , was three pills for a headache. Damn it! I hate taking pills! I poked one of the pills cautiously, trying to figure out whether it wanted to kill me or not. Finally I took the risk and popped all three in my mouth before gulping down the whole water bottle that was next to the plate of pills and trying not to think of the pills plopping in my stomach. I sat up an waited for a few minutes. After what felt like around 10 minutes, the throbbing pain in my head settled down and my stomach rumbled. Oh wow I was hungry...I poked my stomach before getting up and drowsily entering my bathroom. I took a ten minute shower ( which is long for me) and fitted my wet hair- I was to tired to blow dry- in a low ponytail before walking out and trying to find clothes. I put on a comfy pair of underwear and some sweatpants and a new navy-blue stripped tank-top and tying a gray sweatshirt around my waist. After stretching and writing in my journal I felt as good as ever. Well... ever hungry. I walked out of my room and made my way to the cafeteria opening the double doors and silently entering. I took 5 pancakes , 2 brownies, 3 slices of bacon , and 2 bottles of orange juice before thanking the cafeteria lady who really was just volunteering and was actually one of the weaponry scientist.
I sat down at a shady corner table and ate my breakfast quietly. Half-way done I was startled by a plopping of a tray and almost threw my fork at them. I looked up as I was about to throw the fork with my mouth full of pancake and bacon when I saw it was Cody looking very scared of my fork. I grumbled something unintelligible before gulping down the food and taking a sip of the orange juice.
"Are you okay?" I was surprised by the concern that was literately oozing from his little cutesy British voice. Wait... Did I just think his voice was cute!?!?! WHAT!?!?! Confused emotional break-down right now!!!!! Drowning in thoughts here!!!!! Seriously did they brainwash me here or something!?!?! I heard a cough and I found myself staring at Cody's very awkward turtle face. " Um... Is their something on my face?" He started to wipe his whole face roughly and I couldn't help laughing. Finally when I was about to cry tears of laughter I looked up at Cody's very amused face. My open smile immediately turned into it's regular stern line. You should know I have the most crappiest laugh in the world. I sound like I'm a pig choking on a spider who was trying to speak in a foreign language. Cody sat down and stated casually while eating , " You have a cute laugh. I've never heard you laugh before." I scoffed and rolled my eyes , " My laugh sounds like shit. "
" I think its cute."
"It's not"
"Is too."
Is not."
"Is too!"
" IS NOT!" I held up my fork and said deadpanned , " I will use this." Cody, who suddenly looked scared , hastily nodded. I dropped my fork and sighed , " Okay lets talk about something else."
"Like what?"
" Like... something random."
"Like.....what?"
"Something random!! Go first!"
" Um... Butterflies like to eat gummy bears that poop eggs of purple potatoes!?!?!"
I stared wide-eyed at Cody. What the hell was that!?!?! " Um...okay."
" Now you say something."
"Like what?"
"Something Random."
" Okay . What would happen if some crazy nut ruled the world and he made fish wear socks, everyone get a tattoo of his birthmark that is weirdly shaped like a monkey on their leg, make every real-estate agent get a gold-fish, and have a constellation named after his daughter Gertrude that looks like a platypus?"
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Paris's Little Secret
ActionAll three of us. Rose, Maggie, and I. Came to Paris for vacation. An adventure. Little did we know one was waiting for us all along. After being drugged and taken to a secret organization, we discover truth about our families we never thought could...