"Rise and shine Kimberly." I heard someone say before hearing the sound of my curtains being opened. I groaned and pulled the covers over my head.
"Cade? What the hell!" I exclaimed, throwing a pillow at my brother and ducking deeper underneath the blankets. Cade sat on the edge of my bed and poked me in my side.
"Mom said get up."
"Why? It's just 5:48 in the morning."
"Yeah, but she needs to talk you."
"Well tell her if the sun isn't up, then I shouldn't be." I told him, yanking the covers off of me and sitting up against the headboard.
"Heard that!" We both turned our heads towards the door. It was just my mom being nosey. I whined and covered my face in my hands while Cade laughed.
"Well. Looks like you don't have a choice now, do ya?"
"Shut up," I muttered, getting out of bed. "Cade, be a dear and make my bed for me, please." I ordered him while getting up.
"Whatever you say, Princess Toad." He teased. You see, when I was 9 and he was 5, he thought it would be a good idea to make me kiss a toad that he found in the street because it would 'turn me into a princess'. Lets just say that I gained a new nickname in that neighborhood after that.
I picked up a pillow and started whacking him with it, showing him no mercy by ignoring his cries for me to stop.
"KIM!" My mom screamed, apologizing after it. Wait - apologizing? Okay, she's either talking to herself or someone else is down there.
"Who else is down there?" I asked him in a low tone. He just shrugged his shoulders and said "I don't know, go see for yourself."
I looked down to see if what I had on what decent. In the middle of the night I woke up and decided to change into a plain white tank-top and some pale pink pajama shorts. I nodded an approval to myself and brushed my hair back in to a ponytail, jogging down the stairs.
"So mom, what is it that you wanted to talk to me abou-" I paused. "Oh, good morning Mrs. Watkins." Oh gosh. Mrs. Watkins is a nice-yet sneaky-woman that lives in our neighborhood, Withern Heights. Around 4 months ago, her house got broken into. So she was then chosen to be the main lady in charge of the Neighborhood Watch program. Ever since then, the woman's been paranoid.
"Hello, Kimberly." She replied nicely.
"Why don't you take a seat." My mom said, pulling a seat out for me. I cautiously sat down and eyed the laptop that was in the center of the dining room table.
"So, I heard that came you home around 1 am last night, am I correct?" Mrs. Watkins asked. I nodded.
"Is this the person that took you home?" She pulled out a mugshot of someone. It was Jack. I slowly tensed, but tried not to make it noticeable.
"No... Why?" Gosh I hate lying. Mrs. W opened her computer and pulled up footage from last night. It was of me talking to Jack when he rode up on me out of nowhere.
"Then who's this?"
"Oh, him? That's the friend that I ran in to last night at the grocery store. Remember when I told you that mom? Yeah, well, he just saw me walking and decided to drive me here because he wanted to make sure that I got home safe." I explained, lying straight through my teeth. It was actually quite scary how believable it sounded. But maybe that's because not all of it was a lie.
"Well then how do you explain the bruises on your forehead?" Crap. I paused and tried to think of a good excuse.
"These? Oh! I sorta kinda accidentally got my hair stuck in the automatic doors when I was there. I tried to yank it out but I guess that my scalp was too sensitive..."
That should be easy to believe... right? It sounds like something I'd do.
Yeah. If you were drunk.
I hate it when you're right.
Hun, I'm always right.
My thoughts were interrupted by a computer slamming shut. I snapped out of my daze and noticed that Mrs. Watkins was packing up to leave.
"Thank you so much for your time, Kimberly," It's Kim. "Denise, I'll call you later." (Ever since I saw Denise Richards as Leona and as a character in Twisted, I've been picturing her as Kim's mom a lot lately lol.)
"Go get ready for school." My mom said, dismissing me by standing out of her chair and walking into the kitchen. I let out a tired sigh and stomped upstairs lazily. I just wanted to get ready and get this day over with, but Cade was blocking my path at the top of the staircase.
"You were sooo lying down there." He said, crossing his arms over his chest with a smirk on his face.
"And? They believed me, that's all I care about." I replied, shrugging my shoulders. I tried to step over him, but he blocked my path again.
"Mom-!" Cade yelled but I quickly cut him off.
"Tell mom and I will throw you down these stairs." I threatened. He threw his hands up in defense and backed out of my way. "Thank you."
I finally reached my room and threw myself onto the bed once again. As soon as I hit it, my phone lit up and buzzed. I stretched out my small arm to get it off of my nightstand and checked my messages. One was from Jack.
Last night was fun.
Not for me. You almost got me in trouble
Aw I'm sowwy kimmy, it won't happen again
U better be sure of that. People are starting to get suspicious...
There was brief pause after that. I decided to take advantage of the time to get ready.
What do u mean?
My neighborhood has security cameras jack. this woman in our community decided to run a neighborhood watch system. She came to my house around 5 am and asked me questions on who I was with and why it took me so long to come home. Plus she showed me footage of us talking
Fuck...
Yes. 'Fuck' indeed.
And shouldnt you be in school jack?
Im running some errands
Oh ok. Well i g2g, gettin ready for school
By the time we finished texting, I was already out the shower, my teeth were brushed, and my face was washed. Since I don't pick out my outfits the night before like most people, I just simply walked over to my closet and pulled out a pile of random clean clothes. I finally narrowed my decision down to a pair of black stretch skinny jeans, a navy blue button down shirt that had the shoulders cut out (kind of like the one Spencer Hastings wore), and some brown combat boots. My bruise healed (finally!) so I peeled off the bandage off and wore my hair in a half ponytail.
"Guys, lets go! It's almost 7:30!" My mom yelled up the stairs. Cade and I both came out at the same time and tried to rush down the stairs at the same pace.
"Ha, I beat you!" I skipped two steps and jumped down, sticking my tongue out at him. He just rolled his eyes and muttered a 'Whatever'. My mom was already out the door waiting for us in her car. Yes, I'm a 17 year old without a car - but that's okay! That's why I work at the Bay View Mall in this place called Circus Burger for extra money.
Before I knew it, the car was parked in front of our schools. Since Cade is an 8th grader in middle school and I'm a junior is highschool, he departed to his - Seaford Middle, and I departed to mine - Seaford High. We both waved goodbye to our mom, then to eachother. Before I could walk off any farther, my mom called me back.
"Ma'am?" I asked, learning against the window frame.
"Please be careful. And stay out of trouble." I sighed and nodded my head, backing away from the car and watching her drive off. As soon as I turned around - I came face to face with three people.
"Well you're jumpy today." My best friend Sloane said, referring to my reaction. I had my hand over my heart.
"Well it's not my fault you guys decided to sneak up on me like ninjas!" I yelled, crossing my arms over my chest and poking out my bottom lip.
"Hey - it was Jerry's idea!" My other friend Milton said, pointing at the Latino boy beside him.
"Aye! Not swag yo!" Jerry exclaimed, rolling his eyes at Milton. Jerry, Sloane, Milton, and I have been best friends since we were freshmans. In the beginning of highschool, we were in our own little cliques but we somehow got along and became friends. Jerry was with the populars, Sloane was with the cheerleaders, Milton was with the nerds, and my status didn't really fit into a social chain. I was just that girl who was cool and nice to everybody - that is until you piss me off ofcourse. The three of us walked into the school and headed to our lockers, Sloane and I's being on one side of the hall, and Jerry and Milton's being on the other. Sloane had already started taking out books that she needed for the day, but I had been staring at my locker the entire time until I heard a locker slamming next to my head.
"Are you okay Kim? You seem a bit out-of-it today..." Sloane said, leaning up against her locker as she waited on me. I sighed and shook my head, trying to perk myself up.
"I'm fine, I just had a rough night. That's all." I explained to her, getting off of my knees and heading to homeroom. She followed along since we were in the same one.
"Well, what happened?" She asked in concern. I wanted to tell her. I really did! I just didn't know how she'd react or what she'd say. Plus it'd probably have her worrying about me 24/7.
"Look, I really wish I could tell you but-" The bell ringed. Talk about saved by the bell... We finally reached the classroom and took our seats, Sloane mouthed the words "This isn't over" to me. I nodded my head in understandment. Today's going to be a long day...
I was right. It was. During my free period I had tried to take a nap, but Sloane was in my ear bugging me. Since I was in a rush to get out of my last class, I ended up dropping my phone. Sloane, being the protective friend she is, decided to snoop and read my text messages from Jack. Ever since then she had been asking me questions like "Who's Jack?","Does he have anything to do with last night?","Do Jerry and Milton know about him?". I'd just answer them with random 'yes' and 'no's' though. When the bell that signaled it was time to go home rang, I groaned out like a zombie.
"Text your mom and tell her that Jerry's taking you home. I'll tell mine that I'm a going over your house after school." Sloane explained, flipping out her cellphone and handing me mine.
"Oh, so now you're just randomly inviting yourself to my house?" I asked, sitting up off the bench and wiping the sleep out of my eyes.
"Yep." She said, popping the p. (I absolutely hate reading that in a fanfic, but I'm still gonna add it anyway.) Next thing I know, I was being pulled up and dragged by Sloane down the hall. While we were walking I felt myself growing tired. All I could take in was Sloane talking about something, me bumping into students, and me trying to keep with her walking pace. I managed to slip out of her grip with her noticing, clenching my head from the headache I was having.
I was now walking with my eyes closed. In my case, that's something that I really shouldn't be doing considering how clumsy I a-
"Ouch." I felt my body connect with something that was tall and built. Whatever it was, it was so strong that it knocked me on my butt. I believe that it was a human being since I saw a hand. Then person easily helped me up and waited until I regained my balance.
"I'm so sorry..." Wait. Is this who I think this is? "Jack?" My facial expression dropped.
"Are you stalking me?!" I asked him. He looked as puzzled as I did, but just in more shock. He couldn't even speak, so he just shook his head no.
"Kim? Since when did you-"
"Kim! Come on!" Sloane cut him off by coming back around the corner and signaling me to follow her. When I didn't listen and just continued to stare at him, she rolled her eyes and grabbed me by my arm, ignoring Jack. While I was walking with her, I looked back at Jack one more time and waved goodbye.
Two chapters in one day? Oh yeah, I'm on a roll. Oh, and you guys wanna hear somethin'? This is the longest chapter I've ever written. I'm talking 2,329 words folks. Remember: check out 'Demons' by emylova! You won't regret it. (;