Oh shoot its a bird

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*BEEP BEEP*

"Oh fuck off. I'm already awake." I moan to the sound of my alarm going off on my phone. I'm a sweating mess, for god's sake. I get up and sit up at the edge of the bed. I look at the mirror across the bed and smile at my FUGLY BED HAIR.

"Ughhh. Bloody hair." I grab one of the pillows and fall back as I stuff my face with it. I hear the door yank open and glimpse to see what it is, wishing that it's just the wind. But no. I got a whale instead.

"Good morning- Sarai, you alright?" He questioned the position I was in, and it looked like I had just finished getting possessed by that chick from the exorcist.

I groan back in response while the pillow covers my face. Last night I had the shittiest sleep. Not only that but the dreams I had. I dreamt about my encounter with the school captain back in year 7; then I went into a God mode state, which felt like I was fighting which explains why I woke up all sweaty.

I hear his footsteps towards the bed and sit down next to my flopping body. He touched my foot to get my attention, but I didn't budge. I'm having a GREAT morning. He tickles my foot, and I resist it until I can't stop twitching like an electrocuted moth. I hit him with the pillow, and he laughed at my hair as I sat up.

"It always works. Aha, and your hair. You looked like your mother when she got fried by an electric eel when we were kids.

Your lucky and I just woke up, and this is my bed hair; it happens every morning. Anyways do you know what time I'm supposed to be there?

You have to be there before 9 am, and it's 7:12, so get ready. I'll take you there and introduce you to the president and trainers." I nod in response and go to the bathroom in my room.

"Sarai, we'll be leaving at 8 am, okay" his voice starts to fade as he walks out of my room.
"YEAH, I'll be done by then," I yelled back cause he was already out of my room.

I take a shower, brush my teeth and get ready. Thank god I shaved even though I'm only 15, but no one needs to see my hairy legs unless they want me to dress up like a man.

I picked out a black sports shirt and wore black basketball shorts. I put my morning hair in a sleek side part bun. Cause who knows what I'm going to be training on, and I don't need my thick hair flopping in my face.

 Cause who knows what I'm going to be training on, and I don't need my thick hair flopping in my face

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