You wake up to the sound of your alarm again. Seriously, why hadn't you gotten a less annoying alarm by now? You roughly slap your hand down on it, simultaneously shutting it off and sending it skittering across your floor. Groaning you drag yourself up and grab your clothes for the day and head to the bathroom.
Feeling successfully refreshed as you walk back into your room, you dry your short hair, making it poof up in a soft dark afro. Walking over to your desk, you pick your phone up to check the time to see a new message.
|From: Roxy Lalonde|
|hey i was wondering when you wanted me to come pick u up|
Oh…you had completely forgotten about Roxy's offer; it looks like she hasn't though. You frantically click at the keys, returning the message, thankful that you get up early enough that you were probably still in the safe zone for time.
|To: Roxy Lalonde|
|oh yeah, i guess if yoU are wanting to, yoU can stop by anytime that is convenient?|
You send it and quickly start to pull your things together. After organizing everything into a neat stack, you get dressed, in a simple t-shirt and skinny jeans. Even skinny jeans are a little loose so you make sure to be careful whilst wearing them, sliding a small belt through the loops expertly.
Sighing, you plop down into your chair just as your phone buzzes again. You check the screen to, yes it is in fact Roxy.
|From: Roxy Lalonde|
|well i am leavin my house i will b there n liek 5 mints
*minute|
|To: Roxy Lalonde|
|ok!|
You set your phone down, blowing air out slowly. Grabbing up all your books you set them on your desk like you normally would and get everything ready to go. After pacing for about a minute you finally sit back down and twiddle your thumbs together. You idly register the sounds of the shower coming on for your brother in the bathroom.
Finally, you hear a buzz and you immediately have your phone, flipping to the messages.
|From: Roxy Lalonde|
| hey im heer !|
You smile nervously, your lips stretching out over your white teeth. It seems like perfect timing, since your brother won't intercept you.
You snatch all your books up and hug them to your chest, walking swiftly downstairs.
"Where are you going?" you hear a gruff voice ask. You stop in your tracts, slowly turning your face towards the voice.
Your view is met with the face of your father who's staring at you over his paper. You don't really talk to your father much because he's basically a slightly different version of your brother. He's quieter, but when he talks, half the times the words sting that much more. His typical indifference hurts as well.
"Uhm. My friend is picking me up for school," you mutter, trying for a strained smile, but it doesn't meet your lime eyes. He levels a glare off at you, "Friends? Since when do you have friends?" he asks deadpan. You narrow your eyes a fraction, "Well anyway yeah she's coming to pick me up so no worries." "Whatever," he replies, going back to his paper.
Slipping out of the door, you sigh gratefully, stopping to shift your books around. You look up and notice the hot pink bug sitting in your driveway. You jump slightly, surprised; then you briskly walk to the car and slide inside.
"G'Morning!" Roxy beams at you, then swinging her head around to back out of your narrow driveway. "Morning," you retort quietly, buckling up and then staring at the books in your lap.
After Roxy has straightened her small car up and is on the way to school, you see her glance over with your peripherals. "What's wrong?" she ask, voice laced with concern. You lift your face up to look at her, and she's glancing at you whenever she can.
"Oh nothing, I just feel kind of bad for you picking me up," you kind of blush and look back down at your scrawny hands. Roxy smiles, sadness tinging it. "It's no problem, that's what friends do." She looks back at the road not really saying much. You feel as though you've offended her. You start bouncing your thin legs as you look out of the window. Autumn is starting to take over, though the heat of summer hasn't yet forfeited its control over to the grips of winter yet.
The car slides effortlessly into the parking spot and you watch as students walk to the building.
"Hey," Roxy breaks the silence, successfully pulling your attention to her. You swivel your head back around to look at her and worry is still shadowing her eyes. "Seriously, I mean I know I look dumb and all but what's wrong?"
You quirk your eyebrow slightly,"Nothing? I'm being serious, I mean nothing out of the ordinary?" Your eyebrows furrow as you try to think of anything that would be out of the normal. She pulls the side of her mouth back in a look of aggravation and slides her hand over to take yours. You look down at her healthy looking hand encompassing your bony one.
"I hate to pry…" she looks to the side, stopping for a second, "but…do…do you not eat properly or I mean? Because every time I've been around you since I've gotten here, you don-don't eat much or socialize and I'm just really worried about you!" She finishes turning her bright pink eyes back at you. You stare at her, your mouth slightly agape and lacking a response. Finally you move, "Uh…," you start off nervously, looking up to the right. "I mean. I think I look better like this because I mean, I-I don't really look that great and I can always get smaller," you reply nervously still not meeting Roxy's eyes.
And you know you are thin, but you're not that thin right? You don't like eating because it's become a habit not to, since every time you do you get ridicule mainly from your brother. And he's always around since you are twins.
Roxy gives you a expression backed glare. "Calliopeee you are beautiful and I don't know why you think you're not, but that needs ta stop girl." She states and she reaches behind the seat to grab her stuff. You just sit there for a second, kind of. Blank. You really don't know how to respond because you've never really gotten positive support from anyone.
The driver door slams shut and Roxy circles the car to your side, waiting for you. You quickly gather up your books in your arms and hop out, closing the door behind you. You draw your lips back into what you hope is a smile and she cocks her head to the side slightly. You both silently walk towards the building.
Wow there weren't as many people here, since this was earlier than you usually got here. Some people gave you glances but your brother's usual group of tormenters was not present at the moment.
"What's wrong?" Roxy's voice pulls you out of your scan of the crowd. You turn your head and she has that questioning look on her face. "Oh nothing, just looking around," you reply shrugging slightly, "I don't usually get here this early you know, because I have to wait on my brother."
"Oh so you do have a brother! I was wondering but you never really specified and you know I didn't want to ask but yeah I haven't seen you hang around him any," she smiles at you. You kind of…uneasily smile back. She catches on quickly. "Is there something wrong about talking about your brother? I didn't mean to offend you if so," she starts rambling. You shake your head quickly, "No I'm not offended or anything! I…my brother and I just don't get along."
"So uh…do you have a brother or anything?" you nervously ask. "Yep! He's pretty neat and all that shit," she says loudly, smiling and twisting her hot pink bracelet around her wrist idly. "Oh that's cool…does he go to school here?" You wonder out loud. She shakes her head. "Nah, he's older than me, barely," she scrunches up her face at that, "he's getting ready to go off to college, I think he's going to get a full ride at some mechanical engineer place or something, I'm not sure, I don't keep up with him."
"Oh wow, he sounds smart," you reply, staring at your tennis shoes. "Yeah he is. He really looks up to the father figure even though he's not around much." You look up and see Roxy is looking off to the side now, holding her arms as if hugging herself. Her normal smile has faded into a look of sad thought.
"Uhm…why is he not around much," you timidly inquire. "Oh he's out in LA making movies. They are shitty movies but he somehow makes pretty good money so yeah. You would think since Dirk looks up to him he'd want to do something with filming or something but whatevs." Her smile comes back but it doesn't seem to meet her eyes.
You look over and see a familiar car pulling up, the car your dad drives. Which mean Caliborn would be out in the crowd soon. "uhm. Uhm Roxy," you start, panicking a little. She looks down in confusion. "Can we maybe not stand here, maybe somewhere like…over there?" You ask pointing and starting to head that way. "No problem girlfriend," she replies keeping up with you easily.
Shortly after the bell rings and you both head to your classes
All in all having a pretty normal, decent day.
(sorry for the wait guys, but college comes first so…yeah but I am going to try to write more frequently but no promises.. cause yeah college is pretty unpredictable and I'm in a play o_o)