I was absolutely exhausted when I got home.
My afternoon classes were pretty nasty. I don't want to talk about it. Let's just say I'm not the most amazing artist, I forgot my afternoon snack and that Mrs. Axewell ( my new geography teacher) and I have different opinions about pretty much everything.
Boy, was I hungry.
As soon as left my stuff in the nearest couch I ran into the kitchen. Suprisely, (who am I kidding) I found Jo, doing homework by the kitchen's table.
"Homework on the first day of school" I said, just messing up with her. At least, I hadn't homework "That school must be really rough"
"This ain't homework" she said . You could see she was upset, I just didn't know why. Yet.
I grabbed an apple and started eating it "Not homework ... So, what is it?"
"None of your business "
"Ooh, someone's mad. Never mind, I bet Francis'll tell me in a second or so..." I said, smiling maliciously
" DON'T CALL HIM! He'll just make fun of me...again. Look, this is a detention-task. That's what they call it there. I have to write 100 times I must bring my chemistry book to class and remember school isn't about entertainment on my notebook and then give it to mom, she's got to sign it
"Jo, detention on the first day of school? You're so done" I laughed "What the heck happened?"
"I tell you what happened" Francis came and sat on the table "This miss here was talking to Bethany during chemistry class. Our teacher was getting mad at them, so she goes to their table to shut them up."
" Yeah, so?" I said, while Jo buried her head in her crossed arms, ashamed
"So, the teacher noticed that she hadn't brought her book, so instead telling them to shut up, she asked her where her book was"
" And I told her I had left it at home"said my sister " Then she said And may I know what's your book doing in your house, miss Collins?"
"And you know what she answer her?" Francis asked, as exited as if it was his birthday "She said I'm not sure, Mrs. Grace, but it must be having more quality time than I am"
"Oh my gods, Jo! That was like the best comeback ever" I yelled. I was impressed . I thought I was the expert in this hole comeback thing.
"I know, right ?!" Francis looked like he was having the best day of his life "Oh, sis, you're soo screwed . I'm so proud of you, but you're sooo screwed."
Jo looked pretty bad. I was trying to remember something to make her feel better when we heard it:
"FRANCIS XAVIER COLLINS! You better get here right now!!"
"She's mad. Well, that's my cue. If I don't return alive, please get me a wife, and tell her that I love her!" said Francis, quite dramatically.
"You sure know your thing , Romeo." Suddenly, Jo seemed a lot happier.
"May the force be with you, bro" I said while I messed his hair.
"Always" he said before leaving the kitchen
"Well, Jo, I guess you're next and I don't want to listen too all this family drama. I'll go to my bedroom , ok?" I said , while leaving the kitchen.
I walked through the hall, trying to reach my room. From time to time, I'd hear some parts of my mom and Francis's talk, like a secret a food stash?! and Mom, listen or even I thought you were allergic to gummy bears!
Ahh. Family is really the most important thing.
Anyway, I headed to my room, I opened the door and...
"Oh crap"
My clothes. My dam clothes.
I had completely forgot my first-day-clothes-everywhere-ritual. Dam. One the top of Mount T-Shirt, there was a paper. It had a message written on it: Please clean this mess before dinner. Your weekly Oreos are on the line. Love, mom
Firstly, I thought I'd have a little talk with my mom about using my own Oreos against me, but them I heard A secret food stash and and the hole toothpaste wasted on a prank? That's it boy, you're grounded! I thought twice. I started cleaning up my mess. It took like half an hour. Isn't it annoying how it takes you five minutes to completely destroy your room, or even your house, but it take five days or five months to tide it up again ?
Finally. I laid in my bed. I opened my new-old book. I started reading.
It was like falling asleep.
Suddenly, I was in a WW2 city downtown, like those you see in documentaries in National Geographic Channel. Lots of signs and placards inviting young man to join the army were glued to walls, lamps and pretty much everywhere. I crossed the road, amazed by all those people ridding bikes, all the old cars. I passed by a movie poster that said It's a Wonderful Life. I looked at the main avenue just in time to see a red-headed girl pushing an old man out of the front of a taxi. I ran to there . The girl was uncounscient, but the old man was about fine. All the other people were around the girl, and somehow, the crowd had found a nurse and she was already taking care of her, so I approached the old man. He was an interesting mixture between Harrison Ford and Ian McKellen, just with long hair, matrix-like glasses and a single earring .
"How do feel, mister?" I asked the old man
"Fine enough, miss " his voice was deep and loud "Bloody drunk driver. If that young lady didn't push me away, I'd be, let's say, considerably flatter."
He stopped for a moment, and he looked at the unconscious girl " I'm waiting for her to wake up. I really want to thank her, and, perhaps, retrieving the favor... Which reminds me, " he was know looking at me " we weren't properly intruduced. I'm Fenrir Hearthstone ." We shook hands while I said " Emma Collins, pleasure to meet you, Mr. Hearthstone "
Then it clicked inside my head.
Hearthstone....a car accident ...an old man....a young lady....an old book
"Mr. Hearthstone, I'm pretty sure the girl who saved your life is Lisa Solace"
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Hey guys !
I hope everything starts to make sense.
This chapter is dedicated to all you poor souls that have that incredibly annoying younger brother or sister but deep down you love each other (or something like that).
Anyway, PLEASE COMENT ! I really need some feedback! DON'T BE A SILENT READER!
Silent reader or not, Stay awesome!
GeekyDreamer4Life