Drowning

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟞: 𝕊𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕝

"Wake up, Bailey!" Someone pounded at my door, a little too loudly if I might add. 

"Hmmm hmmm" I responded. I pulled my pillow over my head and covered my body with my blankets. It was too early to get up.

"I'm serious, If you sleep in any longer then you'll be late."

Of course me being me, I took that as a challenge.

"Okay, I'm getting up." I lied.

Once I heard footsteps leaving, I went back to sleep. It's only my Sophomore year, who cares? 

Engulfed in my giant blanket and pillow, I went back to sleep.

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I woke up to my head getting hit with a pillow.

"Will. You. Wake. Up. Bitch. It's. Our. First. Day!" Harper held the pillow to her face for protection after taking one look at my angry face. She started to nervously giggle.

"Gooooooodddd morninggggggg," She said while engulfing me in a hug. I could swear that she acts like a 5-year-old instead of a 16-year-old.

"Get off of me. Why are you so excited? It's just school." I said while sitting up, glaring at her.

"Becauseeeeee," She huffed and lied next to me, still in her PJs, "Because, I mean I don't know." She looked all of a sudden sad.

"You can tell me." 

"Because I missed you okay? I never knew what it was like to go to school with my twin. All I had close enough was our stupid pig brothers."

"Oh." She looked at me sadly.

"Welllll...Neither did I and frankly, I'm just as excited as you. I'm just don't have as much energy as you." I smiled and hugged her from the side. We stayed like that for a while before I finally kicked her out so I can change. Last night we already decided on our outfits. 

I already showed last night, so I brush my teeth, put very simple makeup on my face, did my hair, and I went to my bags.

I threw on my honey-comb cropped sweater, some ripped mom jeans, and doc martens. (Picture up top)

Of course, I had to add little touches like my rings, bracelets, and my necklace. 

Comfortable, but also presentable enough for the first day. After doing a few more things, I headed to Harper's room. I don't mean to be such a bother to Harper (although I don't think she minds), I just feel like she's the only one who isn't an asshole in this house. 

I knocked and walked in without a response, hoping she locks her door when she changes so I don't accidentally walk in on her changing.

She was in front of her mirror, running her hands over her clothes. 

"You look good!" She said looking at me through her mirror.

"So do you!" 

She was wearing black ripped jeans with a white champion shirt tucked in. She was also wearing a jean jacket on top. 

"Ready?" I asked while she grabs her backpack.

"Yup, let's get this over with."

We walked down to the kitchen while I desperately regretted getting suspended. My mom must be really happy right now, she got what she wanted. 

"Finally, dude we're going to be so late," Jackson said. He was sitting on the counter, chewing on an apple. Everyone, but Jake, of course, was downstairs in the kitchen. "I woke both of you up like an hour ago, seriously?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Why does it matter? We're here, right? So just stop, it's too early." Harper pitched in, grabbing some money off the counter next to Jackson. She looked up at Jackson and rolled her eyes.  I could feel her temptation to flip him off from here. 

Harper walked back over to me and handed me some money. "Here for lunch." She whispered to me, not meaning to. "Thanks." I dropped my backpack next to hers near the front door. I stood in the corner of the counter, opposite the direction of Jackson. 

Everyone was eating while having small conversations with each other. I wasn't really hungry, but I didn't feel like getting lectured, I just took an apple from the fruit bowl. 

I leaned back, taking in my surroundings. That was till my eyes stopped on piercing hazel eyes, looking at me up and down at my outfit. Mason. He lifted up an eyebrow. I didn't say anything, wanting to see what his next move is going to be. 

He chuckled and shook his head, notting looking too happy. He, loudly, put his plate in the sink and walked to the door. 

"Are we leaving anytime soon?"

"Yeah, let's go."

We all got into the car and were on our way to hell.

Oh sorry, I meant school.

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12/30/2020