alive /drh/

chapter of different smiles

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"fuck you, and you, and you" i heard blackbear's 'hot girl bummer' overrun in the room.

i opened my eyes and after sitting up my slack body up -which felt like a moppet right then- i started to search for the source of the loud noice.

i had to push the blanket off me, so the coldish air made me have goosebumps, but i kept on searching for my mobile so i just clenched my teeth together and shivered.

after half a minute, i realized it was not in the bed, where i put it before i dropped off.

yep, it was fallen down behind the bed. i found about this fact after i jumped up from my mattress and looked under the bed.

i groaned as i kneed up on the edge of it and grabbed my appliance. i finally turned my alarm off and threw it on the other side of the bed. i was literally trembling, as i stood up dazedly, my eyes barely opened.

i yawned and took a look at myself in my mirror placed on my wardrobe door. i looked... like myself. wow.

i shouldn't have been surprised because of i was cold as hell, i wore a big t-shirt and shorts. i was never cold at evenings, but after midnight, i often woke up freezing. even so i never got up to put something warmer on, i preferred lying and trying to bear it.

i stepped closer to my reflection and rubbed my nose. my hair which was about three inches under the line of my shoulders was now all messy and i puckered my lip up just looking at it and thinking i would have to do something with it later.

i got my uniform out of the wardrobe and languidly put it on. i was still freezing in it, so i decided to wear tights that day even though i hated them. i felt like a little toddler in them. they were so uncomfortable for me.

so... i put them on. i made my bed as i usually did, quickly and probably kind of uglily. i didn't plan to bring anyone to my room anyway.

i washed my teeth and my face as well, i decided put just a little more mascara up than i usually did. i remembered i had gym class that day with the 13th yearers.

my heart started to race at his thought.

my reflection blushed, so i quickly shook my head to banish those types of thoughts from my brain.

i checked the time, just to keep myself occupied, regretting i let myself think of those things again. balcony. new year's eve. truth or dare.

i looked at myself again. i didn't remember the time i just looked at, so i glanced at it again. i still had twenty minutes until my bus arrived to the bus stop on the intersection of st. paul and cavendish road. it always took me about fifteen minutes, so i knew i needed to leave soon.

i brushed my nut brownish hair and realized i didn't feel like doing anything with it, so i left the annoying wave in it where usually the hair elastic was when i wore my hair in a ponytail.

i heard footsteps coming from the direction of the door. i put my stuff together and walked up to the door, i opened it.

there he was in his marvel pajamas, tired look and stubbly face.

"hi dad!" i said to him.

he greeted me with a warm smile "hi charli" he said, pushing himself away from the barrier of the stairs which he was grabbing.

i stepped out of the doorway and crossed my arms together. "i'm leaving now, see you in the afternoon" i said and he nodded and gave me a quick hug. i remembered what he told me about the drinks that he was going to buy that day, and i automatically got my hands gripping him harder.