"Come on Val," her dad whines "These are good kids!"
Since moving to Dawninting that was the most ironic thing she heard her father say.
What would you do if you accidentally flashed your neighbor?
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THE NEXT DAY MORNING was foggy in my head. It's really cliche to say this but last night felt like a dream — nightmare. However, Vincent asleep on my floor made that thought a reality. Once again, I thank the heavens that it is Saturday! Though we went to school only for two days, it felt more like a year.
I checked the time. 9:30 AM. "Should I go back to sleep?",I asked myself aloud. I searched my room for a sign, a answer, anything. All I saw was V asleep on the hard floor with his mouth open. I looked at him for a moment, "Yeah, imma go right back to sleep." Tossing my body over I snuggled back into my bed.
I wonder if he's cold on that hard floor. Nah he's fine. Right? No, He's prolly cold! I should give him a pillow and blanket, huh?
My internal and external selves were fight with each other. I didn't feel like getting up but at the same time I didn't want him to be cold. My twin side won. I stood up from my bed and grabbed a blanket off my sachet chair that sat in a corner on the right side of my window. I laid the fuzzy gray blanket on top of him. Next, I grabbed a random pillow off my bed, lifted his head and placed the pillow underneath him.
I went back to the bed but just sat up and thought. After doing that for him I wasn't even tired anymore. "I might as well get the day started," I sleepily walked down the stairs. As I expected the house was cold and silent. Growing up I was used to open windows and music from my mom. Now the windows were shut and the AC on. No music was playing and everything was still. Dad started his new and 'improved' job today. He got laid off the last one which he loved with his heart and now has a better one he's skeptical about. Wonder how he's doing. I should send him a quick text.
How's the new job? I wasn't expecting a fast reply.
Rockstar<3: Surprisingly, I'm lovin' it so far! I think I might run a bit late tonight though... but I love you and V, my supastars!❤️
I smiled at the text. He was such a sweet dad and kind man. I hope nothing but the best for him and hope he really does like the new job. That icky feeling started to fill the bottom of my stomach. How the hell are V and I supposed to make up that kind of money? He probably doesn't even remember! Out of the troublesome group I don't have anyone's number except for Phoebes... Maybe I should give her a call on how we can fix this.
I went to go text her on my phone but the 10% warning popped up. I set it down on the kitchen island and jogged up the stairs. I quickly plopped over my bed and grabbed the charger. Before leaving I also grabbed a long, semi-thick, dark brown cardigan. I put it on before leaving my room. While one sleeve was on my left arm, I started to hear voices. Was the tv on? No, because it was completely quiet when I was JUST down there. I tip toed down the stairs. What if it's those people? They saw my face from last night and they know where Xander stays! Oh, god. Oh, god.
