My body stretches out on my bed, sprawled in a lazy manner while I consider the fact that I probably don't have what to do with myself today
I'm trying very hard to go the fuck back to the dream I'm just coming from because of one reason and one reason only
I know it. You know it. The world knows it
Munachi
The girl has been lamenting and muttering and murmuring and complaining my head off. I'm not sure if she hadn't even been talking to herself while I was asleep
But now that she has finally talked me out of sleep, she is pacing the entire room and saying a bunch of shit that doesn't concern me at all
"The hell with the lecturer dude blah blah blah......expect me to paint picture blah blah blah.......only four colours blah blah blah" it's been going something like that
"Are you even listening to my worries?" Her voice snaps me out of my half drool and I twist in my bed to face her
"Yeah, yeah sure" I yawn monstrously "Painting and shit"
She gives me a bored look and it's the first time in a while that I've seen her so serious so I raise my hands in surrender and sit up on my bed, prepared to actually listen and not fall asleep this time
I still wrap my duvet around my shoulders and sniffle, trying to gather all consciousness so that I can be there for my friend
"Autumn, I'm serious right now" she says and has gone back to pacing the length and breadth of the room. I eye the poor tiles that look like they could melt from her thousands of steps
"I know you are that's why I'm up and ready to help. So one more time, tell me what's up" I say, smiling warmly at her
She rolls her eyes at me before sighing
"We're supposed to do a painting with just four colours, one shade each. I paint with a gazillion amount of colours, I don't know what the fuck to do!"
It's obvious she's in a frenzy and I don't know what to do since I only understood half of what she said
"Can't you go use Google or something?" I rub the my forehead and wish I could get my hands on an iced Americano
"So I should just go mooch off someone else's work? What the hell do you take me for?" She glares at me and I jump into defence mode
"That's not what I meant! I just think you should go get some inspiration from there" I raise my hands in surrender
The sleep finally falls out of my eyes and duvet drops to my feet as I stand on my bed and stretch out my sore limbs from lying in bed for nearly 12 hours
"I've done that but I can't find shit. They all have more than four colours in them" her shoulders slump and she falls on my bed
She looks seriously cute in a defeated demure such as this so I coo and grab her in my arms as I sit back on my bed
"Don't you think you're beating yourself up way too much?" I ask, playing with her hair. This is probably the second time this month she has changed the colour of her hair
At least for a change, I actually like this one. She's kept the root of her hair it's natural black colour but the rest of the hair falls in a blue ombre to her shoulders
My finger weave through her hair soothingly as I massage her scalp to bring a little bit of calmness and stability to her overworking mind
"I just want to get it done right, it's worth half my total grade this semester and it doesn't help that I have no freaking idea where to start" she sighs and snuggles deeper into my hold
"Awww, you're so cute" I pinch her cheeks and she slaps my hand away even with her eyes closed. I purse my lips before smiling again and poking her cheeks
"You'll get it done, I know you will" I try smooth the lines of her eyebrows and she cuddles closer with her arms tightening around my waist
A moment of silence passes in the room and I use the moment to think about the next movie I want to spend my day watching since I have nothing more to do
"Where's Jace? I haven't seen him since the dinner with Jack and Bruce" she asks and I shrug
"How should I know?" My mind mentally scrolling through the my bucket list of movies I've made. She groans and I turn to find her eyes staring at me
"Call your boyfriend here" she groans again. I swear all this animal sounds she's making is probably hinting me towards her true nature
"He's not my boyfriend" I feel like my brain is slowly starting to pick a genre. Yeah! I want to watch a dance movie! Now which one?
"Okay then, call your bestfriend-that-you-make-out-with-everyday-and-will-soon-probably-start-giving-me-grandkids-with here" she rolls her eyes dramatically and I laugh because she looks very funny from the upside down view of her face I've got
"He's not my best friend, you are" I kiss her hair and she shoves me off playfully
"Not by choice" she mumbles "Are both of you okay?"
"Yeah" I reply simply even if I'm not sure. I just feel like we, Jace and I, keep jumping from one arguement onto the other without even stopping to catch a damn break
At least this time, we didn't actually fight. He'd just given me such hostile vibes that night with my dads and I decided to let him be since he seems like he need his privacy and all. That was two days ago
Funny how, time seems to be going so slow every time I miss having him around
Fuck this goddamn feelings making feel like a weak ass punk
She's giving me a pointed look and I know she's waiting for more information
"Well he did text me earlier this morning that he'd be going to the airport to pick up his brother" I shrug
"Wait brother?" Her face is scrunched in confusion as she sits up to look at me in the face "I thought he said he's the only child of his now dead parents. Did they have another child in the afterlife?"
A moment please!
I just need to get my mental face going.
Damn this girl and her mouth. Has she never heard anything about not trash talking the dead?
"Seriously! Y'all need to tell me if I'm dealing with some Ghostbuster or back to life kind of shit here" she backs up, pushing herself away from me suspiciously
"Idiot" I laugh and attack her with a bear hug. We laugh heartily as we both fall to the ground, tangled in stray clothes and shoes lying everywhere
"I really don't know though. He wants to be secretive, fine. I just want to lay here and watch Step up maybe. Uhhhh Step up Revolution! That museum act was fire!" I perk up, reaching for my laptop already
"That's it!" Muna screams from beside me and I swear to God my ears are probably bleeding
"What the hell's that for, Muna" I wince and turn to face her elated expression
She jumps to her feet and is in front of her already setup canvas in a second, face beaming with a large smile
"In the museum act, they camouflaged as the painting. It's just the right kind of concept I need to give life to a dumb four colour painting" she trips over the words that spill out of her mouth
"Mhmm, yeah" is all I say, cause I still don't understand half of what she is saying
"You don't get it, do you?" She asks with a smile
"Nope" I pop the 'p' "but I'm glad I could help" I blow her a kiss and turn back to my laptop
I can hear her quiet laugh behind me and I smile to myself, happy that she's stopped fretting
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Green Hearts
Teen FictionAutumn is finding new roads to love despite watching her father crumble after her mother left their lives, but love happens, and it happens when it needs to. So although she expects her college experience in Berkeley Uni to go plain as ever, she fi...
