Beeeeep! Beeeeep! I reach out to slam the alarm with my fist, but then it stops,but I have not touched it, curious I look up to see Trix standing other me already dressed and her hair neatly combed to place. Turning back to my pillow to go back to sleep; she sighs, I groan. Instantly I know that she is going to be difficult until I tell her what she wants. I knew she'd do this as she is so predictable and sometimes I can't remember why I'm friends with her. I mean we really don't have anything in common. She is the school's chess wiz and clean freak(not mention bossy boots) where as I'm the school's goth who has a short temper who hangs anyone who messes with her on the coat rack by their undies.
"Zero"she begins, I groan again. "Zero please, I only want to help".
"Fine, if you do a favour for me and you will not mention it to anyone specials not Vin and Newt !" She muses this over for a couple seconds before nodding.
"Come then get out of bed then!"
"Did you seriously just suggest I get out of my bed to have a heart to heart with you Trixie?" I say looking at her in utter disbelief.
"God your difficult," she mutters "I will come back in ten then" then she says something or other about me being so disorganised before leaving the room.
Cold air smacks into my body as I unwillingly lift the duvet to get out of bed, I look out my window; the leaves are changing colour and falling to the floor to form a crunchy carpet, most people say Autumn is their favourite season, but mine is definitely winter I mean it would be hypercritical for me to say otherwise. Walking over to my wardrobe I wrench it open, usually girls wardrobes of my age would be bulging with clothes like Trixie's and Van's, but mine is less than a quarter full.
I grab my black (sort of) mini skirt, put on my ripped navy t-shirt and put on my navy jacket with silver stripes on, which is two sizes to big, padding over to the messy desk beneath the window sill I pull on luminous green knee high socks.
Then I move onto the my favourite part of my outfit, the heavy black combat boots that await me by my bed they're old nothing that special, they're a bit scuffed. Man I love the slap they make on the wooden floors of the school or the muffled thud they make on the carpets, but even better is the look of shear fright on someone's face when that they are coming straight at them. Smiling to my self i look at my bed side clock. Three two one I say to my self. Suddenly their was a knock at the door and I roll my eyes, trust Trix to be exactly on time.
I open the door. Trixie is stood their she half smile and i simply grunt in return and step aside to let her in. Before she can even say a word or even a hello;I pin her against the wall, I put my knee on her back and lean right next to her ear, my voice ice as I whisper "Anything said in this room stays in this room or weeeelllll I'm not even going to describe that." With that I let her go. The action wouldn't have hurt her, much, just putting in everyone into the right place.
Trixie's POV
Once she releases me she moves other to her bed, I follow rather timidly. Zero is well Zero so I guess I should not have expected much else, but I still can't help to think if that was really essential. "Before I say anything that will get me killed I'm gonna ask what this favour is."
She smiles up at me before saying "You like music right?"
"Wha, how does that have anything to do with this 'favour' that I need to do for you?" I say putting air quotes around favour.
"Just answer the question" she snapped.
"Yeah I guess, but how does this have to with anything?"
"Because, I will tell you what you want, if you come out with me to meet up a good old friend I like to call Danny Boy. So how about? You on or are you to chicken to meet one of my half-brothers?"
My eyebrows shut up as she says this and I nod almost instantly.