Believable (r.a.l.)

Chapter Five

Riker's POV
I am woken up from Rocky's alarm clock two hours later. Ugh. I take my pillow and cover my ears with it to block out the noise.

"C'mon Riker. Wake up," Rocky throws his pillow toward me. It has a light impact on my body and tumbles to the floor next to the bed.

"I'm too tired," I mumble through my own pillow. Footsteps are heard running out of the room and I exhale slowly, relieved he's leaving me alone.

I'm about to fall back asleep when a smaller, but not so light body plops onto mine. Two against one now. Hm.

"Ross! Get off of me!" I push my other little brother off my bed. And of course he is laughing. "Fine I'm awake. Happy?" I glance between the two of my siblings in the room.

"You can't sleep the whole day. It's Wednesday. There's still school," Rocky tells me as if I didn't know.

"I'm too exhausted. Have a good time at school. Goodnight," I yawn and lay back down covering myself up with my blankets.

"Don't you mean good morning? Get up. You don't want to miss seeing Justine, do you?" Ross says in his not yet mature voice. How does he even know about her? I bet Rocky told him.

I growl into my pillow. I really don't want to miss seeing her today. But I really really want to sleep more.

He then pulls the blankets fully off my body making me sit up and glaring at him. Luckily I am not half naked like most nights. I was too tired to take off my clothes before I got into bed.

"Are you serious?"

"You have to get up. There are pancakes for breakfast," Ross smiles.

I roll my eyes laying back down, taking my blankets with me. "I can have some later when I want to get up."

"Okay, people. I don't think we are going to get your brother up," my mother peeks into the room. "Let's go, boys," she hustles Ross out of the room to his own, "get ready for school."

"I will make sure I tell Justine you didn't want to see her today," Rocky announces and then walks out to get some breakfast.

Whatever. I won't let it worry me. He is just a little mad I didn't let him go to the party with me.

Finally, I get to fall back asleep.

Justine's POV
"October already? Wow, this school year is going by so fast," I say to Hannah who is leaning on the locker next to mine.

"Yeah I don't really care though. I think October is a boring month. Not really any holidays," she shrugs checking out her nails.

"Hannah, there are holidays in October. There's Halloween and-" I cut myself off, not able to think of any other October holidays.

"Exactly my point. I'm talking about bigger holidays. Like Christmas or something." She smiles. "December is a much better month."

"There's less holidays though," I remind her.

"But there's a big holiday and winter vacation. That's what counts. And maybe even snow days," her face gets brighter as she talks about the exciting possibilities of missing school.

"But if there is too many snow days, we will have to make up the days in June. And you don't like that."

"I know I don't," Hannah sighs. "But isn't snow more fun than lemonade and the sun?" She inquires. "I don't know. Maybe not," she says, not letting me answer.

"Man, Hannah. You are a chatterbox today." I close my locker, standing up straight.

"Aren't I always?" She chuckles as we turn to walk down the hallway to our class we have together.

McKayla isn't here today because she's sick all of a sudden. She looked fine last night. But at least Hannah is here. I get to spend more time with her today. Does that sound too selfish?

"Yeah. I guess you are," I smile.

"So," Hannah begins changing the subject. "Are you going to talk to Riker today?"

I roll my eyes but can't help but blush.

"You have to, considering you ditched him yesterday," she goes on.

I say nothing, thinking back to when he was "asking me out." Which he wasn't.

"C'mon, Justine. A senior asked you out and you are ignoring him?" She looks at me as I stay looking forward. "And now you're ignoring me."

"I am not. I am thinking."

"Tell me what you are thinking."

I shrug. "Just how embarrassed I felt when I ran away." I shake my head. "Never mind. It doesn't matter. Look, we have arrived," I say, meaning that I'm changing the subject. End of discussion.

We walk into the classroom together and sit in the back of the room, where we normally sit.

"You may think this is the end of this discussion, but it isn't. Remember that," Hannah warns before class starts. I roll my eyes and get out my books, ready for class.

In the middle of the period, Hannah taps my arm and tosses a piece of paper on my desk. Her expression tells me the note is not from her. She nods her head toward Rocky Lynch, Riker's brother.

I take the paper and open it and read:

Justine, hey. Just wanted to let you know, my brother, Riker, told me to tell you he didn't want to see you. That's why he stayed home today. Hope you don't mind.
-Rocky Lynch
P.S. If you don't want to be with my brother anymore, I'm free.

I look over past Hannah to see the brunette smirking. He winks at me before I roll my eyes and crumple up the paper. That jerk. I hate him. Who does he think he is, writing lies on notes, distracting me from my work, and wearing that stupid smirk on that face of his.

I focus back on my work, ignoring him and the negative thoughts in my mind.

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A/N heya! So much for updating everyday am I right? Haha oops

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