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Alien
Chapter 7: Oh jeez
Something heavy falling onto my body woke me up. Well it scared the crap out of me actually, and a choked scream came out of my mouth. It wasn't a full on scream because my voice wasn't used to doing stuff like that. I opened my eyes to the darkness of the blankets over my head, I felt like I was being suffocated. I tried to wriggle away from the weight. What in the hell was going on?
My mind was still laced with sleep, so of course I was having the most bizarre scenario's going through it at the moment. Then I heard a light snoring. Did the twins have a giant dog that I didn't know about or something? It sounded rather girly though, so who knew. If only I could wriggle myself free from these wretched covers. Why must I sleep with my whole body under them? Head included. I felt more comfortable that way.
A gust of fresh air hit my face as I got the thin blanket off from around my body. And I laughed when I saw the sight. Bill was passed out on top of me, holding a ham sandwich in his manicured hands. Oh god, some vegetarian. I guess his unconscious self wants meat. Was his nails chipping too? What the hell does this boy do while he's asleep? Man, Bill is definitely worse that I could ever be at sleepwalking, at least I don't do it anymore.
I laid there for a really long time with his form crushing mine. I didn't want to fall back to sleep because I didn't want to wake up feeling awkward-ed out. I mean I wasn't going to feel that way, I just wanted to be prepared for it. Well, do you get what I'm saying here? I stole a glance at my clock and my eyes grew huge, people would be getting up any minute. I gave Bill a good shake, all he did was mumble something incoherently under his breath.
I sighed as I heard someone bounding down the stairs. It just happened to be Tom, oh god here we go. It's too fucking early for whatever was going to happen. But when his eyes met mine, and then he trailed them to Bill's sleeping form he didn't laugh. Tom came closely slowly, and yanked the ham sandwich from his brothers grasp. Uhm okay? I quirked an eyebrow at him.
He held up a finger telling me to hold on a second. "Bill goddamnit!" Tom shouted at the top of his lungs at his brother. Bill tossed and turned, jerked and cursed all over me, before roughly falling onto the hardwood floor. I sat up straight, I was very amused this morning.
"What the hell Tom? You don't go doing that to someone whose asleep!" Bill chided him, he was so pissed off. I had to hold in my laughter. Why did I find everything funny now? "Why must you have to eat a ham sandwich almost every morning? Aren't you supposed to be a vegetarian? I'm so disappointed in you Tom." Bill continued his long ass rant about how his brother messed up everything.
"What about Abby? Aren't you going to apologize for sleeping on her?" Tom gave his signature smirk.
Bill's cheeks tinged a cute pink color. "Sorry Abby, I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked, sounding sorry.
Oh, you didn't hurt me, you only scared the crap out of me! I thought you guys had a giant dog I didn't know about or something. I smiled.
"Oh Abby!" Bill threw his little arms around my body in a giant hug. I gave him a questioning glance. "You are so cute in the mornings!" He sang. His voice was so soothing to listen to, which means I would have to check out some of their CD's soon. I was not a creeper.
Technically I've been up for a while, so how can I be cute in the mornings?
"Well then you're cute all the time!" Bill laughed when I blushed. He turned to Tom then. "Go throw away that damn sandwich, now do you want to be a vegetarian or not?"
"Well you know I do, I just slip up sometimes." He said back slyly. And I laughed at him, Bill looked between us, like he couldn't figure out what was going on.
Bill huffed in annoyance. "I'm going to go get dressed, come up when you're ready, and I'll loan you something ok?" Bill said sweetly to me. He bounded his hyper ass up the stairs, singing something in German in the process.
I turned to Tom and pointed to the sandwich. Explain.
Tom let out a short low laugh. "You're probably wondering why I took the blame for eating the meat am I right?" I slowly nodded. "Well Bill is so dedicated to being a vegetarian, I just cant let him know about his midnight snack runs."
That's too sweet of you Tom.
"I'm not good with reading lips." He smiled at me. "All I got was my name." I hit him in the shoulder and sighed. He busted out laughing. "You look like a mad puppy when you get frustrated." I rolled my eyes.
Tom headed off into the kitchen to dispose of the sandwich. They had some really weird twin ways of covering for one another. Me and Andy never did something weird like that. Usually we had each others backs, but most of the time we'd rat each other out to our parents though. In the end we knew we loved each other, he was my best friend, my other half. And when he died, I felt my soul being ripped in half. My other side was gone permanently.
I didn't want to start off my day being sad so I pushed Andy towards the back of my head. I had to move forward. I gave myself a cleansing breath and grabbed a hold of my Monster messenger bag. Finding my way to Bill's room was particularly hard, since I didn't remember too much about yesterday. I followed the music, it was a lovely tune. Come on you can look at me I don't need to fit in… The singer sang with such emotions.
I lightly knocked on the slightly ajar door before pushing it open, not waiting for a response. Bill was sitting at his giant mirror desk thing, applying makeup. He was so girly, but I pushed it to the back of my head. Only because I liked him. Bill couldn't be gay though, he seemed like he was interested in me enough. Bill was looking at me through his mirror. Hey. I mouthed, giving a tiny wave.
"I put some clothes on my bed, I chose for you if you don't mind?" I didn't. "Good. I love dressing up people and making them model the clothes." I smiled sadly looking down at the pair of long baggy blue basketball shorts. My legs were only a little scarred up, so I wouldn't mind wearing these. And the shirt was of course Tokio Hotel, it was white, with the band on it, Bill had a mowhawk, and the blue print surrounding the letters matched the shorts.
"I'm going to do your makeup too." He smiled at me evilly.
You mean may I?
He scowled at me. "May I do your makeup too?"
Sure. Now I'm going to change in the bathroom, I wont take too long, I promise.
I filed out his door a little too quickly, catching my foot on the doorjamb. Bill laughed lightly from his seat, but didn't try to help. I rolled my eyes, Bill was definitely something else. The hallways were scattered with empty boxes, maybe they just moved here too. I doubt that, these boys seemed to fit in a little too much with their comfortableness in this town. The hall walls were covered in pictures of the boys growing up, a family picture; without a dad. That must be rough on them, I could definitely relate.
I almost stepped in on Tom changing, and he gave a really girly shriek and it didn't help because he threw a pair of boxers at me. I blushed like a tomato and sighed in relief when I realized the bathroom was just across the hall from his damn room. Why couldn't I remember little details like where the bathroom was? Well yesterday was a bit fuzzy to me, so you couldn't blame me.
I closed the door quietly behind me and stripped of my clothes. I avoided looking at my body, well because it wasn't the prettiest sight. The thin t-shirt fit super snuggly, like he bought it just for me or something, but it was a little see through too. You could tell I was wearing a black bra, but I could actually care less. People are going to judge you no matter what you do in life, so why should it matter if you can see my bra?
My legs on the other hand were ugly. Well not in the literal sense, because I thought everything about me was funny looking. My legs were the perfect size for my body, I just had scars from the accident going up and down them. The scars weren't that visible unless I was under lights, which I so happen to be in during school. Oh well. I guess today was my I don't give a fuck attitude. My favorite kind of attitude.
I kind of liked what the clothes were doing for me though, the top was tight, and the shorts were baggy. It showed off my figure and then it just stopped. I liked that for some reason. I light knocking on the door pulled my head out of my vanity thoughts, I really needed to quit that. Its not like there was something to look at when you saw me anyways.
I opened up the door and Bill came bounding noisily in with a huge wicker basket. He scooped me up in his arms and sat me down on the long bathroom counter, damnit I think I'm in for it. He blushed. I gave him a questioning stare. "I think were going to be late again." He said with a whine in his voice.
My eyes bulged, and I gave him a questioning stare. I was going to be in deep shit, since the office ladies from yesterday called my dad and said that I was counted as tardy my first day. I swear I hated those office ladies.
"Don't look at me like that, I mean we mind as well skip out of first period, Shilo and Tom are with me too." I just shrugged, mind as well. He sighed. "Not much or a talker today are you?" He asked.
I'm just still a little tired, since someone had to go on a freaking sleepwalking rampage last night. I gave a small laugh and pushed him back by his shoulder gently.
"That I sleepwalk never leaves this house ok? And Shilo isn't allowed to know either, she'd never let me live this one down!" And the look on his face was great. "Ready for your 'ultimate Bill makeover'?"
Should I be scared? I teased.
He smirked at me. "Don't be silly lovely, I just really want to see you really made up is all." I don't know if he did it intentionally or not, but his hand went under the shorts and he rested it on my thigh. My breath caught in my throat.
Like a whore? My eyebrows shot up.
"Definitely not! I cant explain it, you'll just have to see when I'm done okay?" He smiled at me.
One more question. I said cautiously, because I really want to know the answer to it. He waited for me expectantly. Why do you call me Lovely? I focused my eyes at my knees and blushed.
"Have you not seen your face? You're beautiful ok?" He said, trying to cheer me up. I wish my dad never said anything about my self consciousness when we first met. He raised my head to look directly in his chocolate coal lined orbs. "Don't doubt it for a second." He lightly kissed my scarred cheek. He made me feel pretty.
I held his hand on my cheek, leaning into his touch for a moment longer. He felt so warm against my cool skin. I wish things could be simple like this forever. No fighting. No loss. No death. No criminals. No bad. And like he could read my thoughts he wrapped himself around my in a giant hug, I threw both my arms around his neck and nuzzled into his neck. Like he said, we were going to be late.
We stayed like that for a few beats. Well until we heard Shilo arriving, she didn't drive that I knew of. We heard her voice traveling from the living room all the way up here on the second floor. I released myself from Bill and sighed. Time to get a move on Bill.
He nodded happily looking through his basket of goodies. And by goodies I mean his makeup supplies. It startled me with how much a single person could have! And he wasn't a girl, he was a guy, so that made it a little more unbelievable. He combed through his trove for a while, picking out makeup supplies and sitting them down next to me on the counter.
I was in for some torture.
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"Shilo, Tom!" Bill called down the stairs. "Come look at Abby1 Tell us what you guys think of what I did to her!"
"Oh damn Bill, you only just met her, that don't give you permission to do her in the bathroom!" Shilo boomed up the stairs. I smacked myself in the forehead with my palm. "I kid, I kid." She smiled at me. Of course she looked more stunning today than I ever saw her. Her hair looked shiner and it blossomed with curls, pulled back in a lazy ponytail, her bangs going free. She showed her pearly whites.
"What do you think?" Bill asked. Bouncing up and down with excitement before she could actually say anything.
"Well if you shut up for a damn minute I'll tell you." She shot back at him, not missing a beat. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, waiting for a reply. "Holysugartits!"
"Holy sugar what?" Bill asked confused. I just busted out laughing, that had to have been the funniest thing I've ever heard coming out of someone's mouth.
"Tits." Shilo clapped her hands together. "What did you do to her? She looks absolutely stunning!" I was still trying to catch my breath.
Bill chided me. "Try not to laugh so hard, the tears will ruin the eye makeup!" He swatted my hands away and fanned my eyes with his hand.
"Whoa!" Tom said, finally filing into the bathroom. I was starting to feel self conscious, since I haven't looked at myself in the mirror yet. "What did my twin do to you? It's like you're a mini Bill!"
I hopped off the counter and walked over to the sink, so I could take a look in the mirror. My eyes widened in shock, I barely even recognized myself. I looked like a little scene angel. My makeup was similar to Bill's, which was a heavy eye makeup and he had just simply teased my hair up a little in the back. I liked it.
"Well?" Bill asked. How could you tell him you hated something with a face he was giving me?
I really do love it, I can barely recognize myself. I stepped forward to give him a giant hug, but I felt bold and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him down a bit, since I was so damn short. Well compared to Bill I was. He lifted me up and gave me a little spin, like the first day him and the gang came over to my house for the cookout. I even laughed some more.
"Get a room!" Shilo yelled out playfully. He glanced down at her cell phone. "Oh shit! We've done missed first period! I don't want to miss anymore, because I don't know about you guys but I like to have lunch." She gave my and Bill and little glare. I mean me and him were the only ones who missed lunch yesterday.
I threw my bag over my shoulder and placed my hand in Bill's, I gave him a rough yank towards the door. Come on!
"Pushy little thing aren't you?" He smiled. "Come on you guys! You complain about up being slow, then you guys stop to make out." Then he said quietly to me. "I'll never understand them."
"Oh quit your whining Bill." Shilo stated to him. She was great I swear she was.
After locking up the house, then unlocking it because Tom forgot his school bag, I mean how does one do that? He was going to school! These people amazed me sometimes. But that's alright, I didn't want to hang around normal people! I was glad I was stuck with them. After relocking the door, we all took off at a jog.
Four out of breath teenagers running down the sidewalk must be a horrendous sight! We even got a couple of whistling calls too. I'm just glad the school was close, because I was not a runner! I hated to run. I couldn't even run the mile at school, it was more like walking the mile. The occasional talk break. I mean there is no way in hell am I going to be running around the school track four times without a stop.
We finally made it to the locked doors of the school, we had to push a button for the nasty office people to let us in. I held in a laugh when Shilo flipped them off when they weren't looking.
"Oh my god! I cant believe we're late again, Mom is going to kill us when she hears." Tom complained.
"Awh, someone's a mommies boy!" Shilo cooed, slinging her arm around his waist, pulling him close. "I'm glad my mom don't really care, but you know it has it's downs sometimes." There was a sad tone in her voice.
"It's ok, I know Angel." He kissed her neck. I had to look away because it felt weird to watch my friends exchange that gesture.
Bill squeezed my hand, grabbing my attention. "Max wont be mad that you're late again will he?" He was cute when he was concerned.
He don't care as long as I'm going to school. I smiled at him.
"Ok good, because I feel really bad making you…" Bill was cut off with the manly looking attendance office lady. Not the nice Mrs. Carti, her tag read: Ms. Delayney. No wonder she was single, she was absolutely sour! Was that mean to think about someone?
"No talking in the tardy line pretty boy!" She barked at Bill. He huffed but remained quiet, god that would get on my nerves if someone called me pretty boy. She wrote his name on a slip. "Kaulitz; detention!" She said slamming it into his chest.
"What do you mean detention?" He stuttered out. I take it he don't normally get detention then?
"Don't question the system Kaulitz, 2nd building." Second building must be where detention was held, that sounded deathly scary honestly.
I stepped up after Bill, getting my dry erase board ready, my name already on it for when she asked. "Name?" She drawled out, popping her cinnamon gum. It made me want to gag because I smelled it from her mouth. She peered at my board writing my name on the slip and then entering it in the computer. "Baker; detention!" She slammed it in my stomach.
Detention? I wrote on my board.
"You've been late twice in a row, that's called an automatic detention in our books." She smirked at me, like she thought she was better. I did a little Bill huff and rolled my eyes at her. "No eye rollin' that's not polite." She popped her gum. Well you're not polite. I wanted to say.
"Come one Abby." Bill slid his arm around my waist, guiding me out of the room. "We'll wait for Shilo and Tom out here, since they are most likely to get detention too."
What about lunch? I mouthed sadly. I didn't want to miss lunch today, I was already working up an appetite!
He laughed, hugging me to his chest. "Don't worry, all ISAP people eat lunch at the same time around 12:30 or so."
ISAP?
"Oh, that's what detention here is called, the attendance people call it detention to keep it old fashioned sounding for some reason."
Makes sense. How long do you think we'll be in for?
"You make it sound like prison or something!" He smiled down at me. "Don't worry lovely, it's only for the rest of the day."
I rolled my eyes. That's ridiculous Billa. I blushed when it came out, but lately I've been having strange urges to call him Billa. Hopefully he wouldn't notice. Oh yeah, Bill always notices.
"Did you just call me Billa?"
Um yes?
"Awh, don't be embarrassed! It's cute."
Tom walked out of the room laughing like a hyena. "Oh god Shilo, what you just did was hilarious I swear to god."
What happened? I mouthed to him.
Before he could answer me Shilo bustled through the door, very angry looking. "Stupid goddamned nasty ass school giving us their unfair punishments!" She was going on a rant, and if she weren't so mad I would have laughed at her crazy expressions playing on her face.
"She cussed out Delayney!" Tom laughed, as we walked towards the ISAP doors, extra slowly. "The bitch deserved it! I cant believe you guys didn't hear!" He caught his breath. "Shilo was just asking about why we had detention for only being late twice, and the bitch copped an attitude with her. Well you know how Shilo can get, she just let loose on her!" Tom seemed super proud to have her as a girlfriend.
Shilo waved a couple of pink slips in our direction. "2 Weeks worth of evening detention." She smirked. "It was totally worth it just to see that look on her face."
I laughed. Delayney had is coming to her.
We had to go out the side doors of the school, across from the main staircase to get to ISAP. In school appropriate punishment. There was a thick blanket of fog laying on the school grounds, and I most definitely couldn't see the sidewalk we were supposed to walk on to our punishment. Good think I trailed behind Bill, with my fingers through his belt loops. I didn't need to get lost in the scary fog.
So happens that the ISAP building was attached to the back of 2nd building, which made us all confused, especially since there were two doors. And the building was surrounded by a forest! Way to go people! Kids could just skip and take off in the woods while coming here. But no way would I do something like that! And with my luck I'd get caught worse than I did at my old school.
We were all walking in silence, because no one has ever been here before. When we finally made it, it was so quiet inside it was scary. I could hear us all breathing, and that wasn't good. Too much quiet freaked me out! We gave our papers to a hard looking middle aged guy with strikingly white hair. He was super toned and tan.
"Take a seat, each of you at a separate table."
I gave Bill's hand a final squeeze and turned to so sit at a round table off to the side… Boy was I nervous…
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