After an hour of tossing and turning in bed, Lincoln decided to give up on any more attempts of going back to sleep. He sat up rubbing the sleep out of his eyes. Once his eyesight was no longer blurry and adjusted to the dark, he looked over at his alarm clock that sat on his nightstand. The time was 5:00am, Lincoln groaned before laying back down, listening to the heavy morning rain hitting the roof of the house. After five minutes of laying there, he threw the blankets off himself and got up out of bed. Lincoln walked to the other side of the room to turn on the lights. After switching on the lights, he went to his dresser to pick out the clothes he planned on wearing to school that day. Lincoln chose a pair of black pants, black boots, his north face jacket and a white t shirt with image of che guevara on it. He ordered the shirt off of amazon about a year ago. Lynn Sr and Rita obviously we're not huge fans of the shirt. The couple gave their son a long lecture on how che guevara was a murderer and how he fought for an ideal that oppressed and killed many people throughout history. But in the end, Lincoln was allowed to keep it. He stripped out of his pajamas and got dressed. Lincoln put on his jacket prior to grabbing his phone off his nightstand and leaving his bedroom. The teenager yawned as he made his way down the stairs. When Lincoln arrived at the bottom he proceeded to go into the kitchen to make himself breakfast. He turned on the lights, like a million times before Lincoln began to fix a bowl of cereal. He grabbed a jug of milk from the fridge. Next, Lincoln got out a bowl from cabinet and a spoon from the kitchen drawer. The last step was pouring the cereal and milk into the bowl. Lincoln put the jug of milk back in fridge then proceeded to take a seat at the kitchen table. The moment lincoln picked up the spoon his phone buzzed. He picked it up to see it was a text from Clyde. In the text Clyde explained that he was sick and wasn't going to school today.
"Damn it Clyde, you flaked on our movie marathon and now your making me ride the bus." Lincoln groaned then went to town on his bowl of lucky charms. Two minutes later he finished. Lincoln wiped the milk from his lips as he got up and put the empty bowl in the sink. Lincoln Turned off the light on his way out. He went back upstairs to do his hygiene in the bathroom.While going down the hall he noticed that one of his sister's doors were wide open. Lincoln paused, cautiously tip toeing over to the doorway. He peaked in to find it was luan's and luna's room. The double decker bunks were empty, the blanket and pillows were nowhere in sight. Luna's battle of the bands poster was gone along with her records and record player. Luan's props and joke books that were once scattered on the floor vanished. The rock star and prankster recently moved out of the house.Luna moved in with sam while luan moved in with benny. The sad Lincoln lowered his head and continued on into the bathroom.Changes, It all began with lori graduating and going off to college to become a lawyer. After that, leni soon graduated and began to start a career in fashion design that was going extremely well. Lynn still lived at the house but lincoln rarely saw her anymore. Lily was now almost 6 years old, lisa became more introverted and the twins rarely fight and argue anymore. Lastly Lucy has been getting out more and hanging out with friends. When lori left it didn't bother lincoln that much. He even at one point thought his sister would chicken out and move back in. Days passed then weeks then a year. Then leni graduated and moved out, that was the point when it started to get to lincoln.The Screaming,crying and arguing eventual stopped.The loud house was now quiet and peaceful. Soon one by one his inner circle got smaller. Rusty,liam and Zach moved away. But Lincoln's breaking point was when he came home to find luna's and luan's room empty. He regretted the time he bought earbuds to cancel out the madness. Lincoln regretted the time he played along with lynn's theory of bad luck. He regretted every moment he tried to get some time away from his sisters. Now with five of them gone and living a silent house,Lincoln was begging for them to come back. After he was finished brushing his teeth, Lincoln put on deodorant before returning to his bedroom to grab his book bag.The young man noticed that the rain had stopped making the house silence Once again.
"Huh, for a long time I wanted to hear nothing but silence and to get some alone time. Now that i got it I hate it with a fucking passion." He said picking up his book bag.When lincoln put his bag on his back he glanced back at his empty bedroom one last time.
"It's ironic. I bought tickets for the best selling show. Now I'm starting to think there is actually life on mars." Lincoln smirked realising he made a joke and a music reference his sisters would have loved. Lincoln left out the front door into the warm fall air. He made his way down the street to the bus stop. He arrived two blocks later at the corner of franklin avenue and dory street. He checked his phone to find it was 5:30am. Lincoln's eyes grew as he saw he was a whole hour early.
"Fuck, guess im going back home then." He cursed angrily putting his phone back in his pocket. Lincoln turned back into the direction where he came from to find himself stopping dead in his tracks. Standing in front of was a girl. She seemed to be the same age as the young loud. The girl had tan skin and long jet black hair.She wore a black beret, a black shirt that said bauhaus in white letters underneath a black jacket. The young lady wore black pants and boots to match her outfit. She also wore black makeup and a black choker around her neck.This startled lincoln causing him to immediately take a few steps back.He quickly acknowledge the rage plastered on her face.
"They called him the butcher of la cabana" the girl told Lincoln in a heavy spanish accent. He looked around trying to find who she was talking about. Lincoln turned back to the angry girl with nervous grin.
"Who?" He asked scratching the back of his head.
"The serial killer on your shirt." She shouted pointing at his shirt. That when everything began to clicked in his brain.
"Oh you mean Che Guevara?" lincoln answered looking down at the shirt
"Yeah i think its sick that people would wear his face on a shirt like he's some fucking god." She stated through gritted teeth.
"You don't say?" Lincoln said wiping the sweat from his forehead.
"Sadly a few of my relatives died at the hands of che. All that man did was help give cuba another dictatorship." The girl explained.
"Wait... before you get more angry just hear me out. I'm not trying to glorify him." Lincoln said before zipping up his jacket.
"Oh, then why are you wearing the shirt?" The girl asked crossing her arms.
"I have a dresser full of shirts with pictures historical people on them. I'm not a communist, I just love history that's all" Lincoln replied. The anger on the girls face turned into a look of complete shock.
"Oh my god i'm so sorry dude.I jumped the gun on that one. I-i thought you were some leftist loser who likes to spout off some bullshit ideals."
The girl explained covering her face in embarrassment.
"Its cool man." Lincoln told her with a smile.
"Hi my name is Delilah Nava im your next door neighbor."
She said putting her hand out for a hand shake.He took another look at her. Upon closer inspection he was able to see the resemblance of sandra. Lincoln smirked giving Delilah a handshake. However, his smile soon faded when he discovered something odd.Delilah's hand felt ice cold.
"Something wrong?" She questioned. Lincoln let go of her hand then proceeded to laugh off the whole incident.
"No i'm just tired, that's all. My names lincoln loud." He said.
"Do you usually ride the bus?" Delilah asked
"No I usually walk to school with my friend Clyde. I would walk by myself but I'm afraid I will get mugged." Lincoln said. A wide almost psychotic grin formed on delilah's face. He saw her eyes grew wide as saucers. Lincoln yet again got an uneasy feeling.
"Wanna walk to school with me lincoln?" Delilah offered. That sinking feeling got more intense. He wanted to say no and race back home to the safety of his house. At the same time a thought popped into Lincoln's mind. What if he was jumping to conclusion, the last time he judge someone he was extremely wrong. The creepy expression on Delilah's face was gone and replaced with a normal smile.
"Um sure delilah." Lincoln said with a little bit of hesitation. She giggled and the two began to make their journey to school.
"So what can you tell me about this little town mr loud." She asked.
" well there's nothing interesting about royal woods. Like any other small town we have our locally famous restaurants, normal schools and gas stations." Lincoln explained.
"Huh sound like where i just moved from." Delilah told him.
"By the way where you from delilah?" lincoln inquired.
"Gotham City." She answered with.
"WHAT? that's a real place?" Lincoln blurted out. She burst into a short fit of laughter.
"My bad, its nickname washington irving used for the city. I'm from New York city." Delilah informed him.
"Oh, so what's it like in new york city?"
"It more than a thousand miles away and a perfect place if you want to disappear." She said. Lincoln liked her response but at the same time gave him chills.
