'Brush, brush, brush your teeth. Brush it everyday~' Stupid song, it's stuck in my head. I spit out the foam in my mouth and washed it with some water. Nothing is better than being an hour late for scho- "Zachary Langdon! You better not be up there, in your bed, or I will kill you with my own bare han-" Mom swings open the bathroom door and stood with her hands, akimbo. I sarcastically scream in horror. "Oh my God! Don't look at my sexy body!" I squeaked like many girls do when the opposite sex marches into the bathroom. Yeah... but instead of yelling at your mom to get OUT, you said "Don't look at my-" I know what I said! By the way, that reminds me what Alex said last week... "Zachary!" Mom took a step closer with her finger pointing at my face. Oooh, what am I suppose to do? Be scared of a finger? "I can not believe you are skipping school on your first day ba-" "I'm not skipping. I'm walking." I give out a loud cough and walked past my mom. 3...2...1... "Zachary Cullen Langdon! You are officially grounded for a MONTH!" "You can actually make grounding official?" "Don't you play with me Zachary Cullen Langdon! From here by on, you are not allowed to go outside and meet anyone!" Mom pokes my "hard" *cough* egoistic jackass *cough* chest, and marched her way out of my room. I think it over for a minute and grinned, "Yes! No scho-" "And go to school!" Mom yelled from the living room. "But you said-" "That's it!" Thump. Thump. Thump. Fee fie fo fom, I smell the blood of an English woma-BOOOM!! "Holy shit! IT's the wicked witch from the web!" I stifle back a laugh as I watched my mom's face turn red. Mom looks around and grabbed my baseball bat and started walking toward me with narrowed eyes. "Go." She swings it hard, almost hitting my $2,000 dollar cd player.
"To." She swings it again, almost smashing my $4,000 dollar T.V.
"School." Swings again, almost hitting my soccer trophies I won, that probably cost a total of $1,000 dollars. "Or I'll" Swing. This time, she was aiming for my priceless body.
*cough* Having some serious ego problems this morning, aren't you?
"KILL YOU!" Swing.
"Oww!"
"Get out!" Swing. Swing.
"Owww!" I grab a near by black shirt that perfectly shows off my abs and put it on.
We need an ambulance people! This guys' ego is about to blow!!!!
"Out! Out! Out!" Mom swings the bat after each word until I reached the bottom of the stairs, and out of the house.
"Owwww!" I sharply grasp my forehead where my backpack hit. "No need to throw my things!" Mom's pose was as if she saw my head as the baseball and started swinging the bat, furiously.
"Don't you dare come back with that kind of attitude! Or I will-" She swings the bat and shattered a vase. Shit. Mom smiles evily and wiped off a beady sweat off her forehead.
"OK, sweetie?" Mom spoke in a sweet, singing voice.
I nod furiously and made my way to my car. I stuff my hand in my front pocket and started panicking.
Uh oh... where did they go? I'm positive I left them in here yesterday! Where are they?!
"Looking for these?" Mom chimed behind me.
I spin around and nervously chucked. "There they are!" I make a move to grab the keys that is dangling on my mom's forefinger.
Mom drops the keys where her dress showed some cleavage and gave me a look saying, 'Try. And die'. I gulp and cringed. I need new keys...
"Not today, Zach. You are walking to school." Mom sneered and went back inside, leaving me with a look of horror.
"But it's 30 blocks away!" I yelled to no one particular. I groan and started walking very slowly until-
"Go! I can't believe you, Alex! You're LATE!" I look across the street and watched Alex being chased around in her front yard with her mom swinging a spoon.
"Go! Go! Go!" Mrs. Bailey hit Alex on the head after each word.
At least it's better than getting hit by a wicked witch with a baseball bat... -_____-;
I smirk as I watched Alex cowering with her hands over her head. This looks a lot more interesting than what happened to me this morning!
"Oww! Mom! Owwww! I'm, owww! Going!" She climbed on her new silver beetle car with her mom banging on the window.
I shake my head and continued walking until I met a crosswalk, and waited for the red human to turn green.
"Bye mom!"
"I'm not finished with you! Come back here! Alex! Alexis Cathy Bailey! You are now GROUNDED! You hear?! If you don't come back right now, you are grounded for the rest of your li-ALEX!"
I hear a car squeaking and a big 'Ooof'. I watch the person inside looking back a few times, and giving out a relieved sigh.
I look back at the cross signal dude and saw it blinking green. I stay there, planted to the spot, having NO interest to go to school, whatsoever.
"Zachary! I can't believe you're still not even a block away from here!" I gasp as I watch my mom charging toward me.
Alex looks back, not seeing me there, and rolled down her window to get a better look. "Hello Mrs. Langdon...is everything-"
I quickly climb into the passenger seat and closed the door.
"Ahhhh!! What are you doing here?" Alex screamed from surprise. Is that in a good way? Or a bad way?
Bad. Duhh!!!
"Go!" I point at the green light.
"Wha'?"
"Go for heaven sake!!" Alex nervously look back at my mom and opened her mouth.
"But your mom is..."
"We're late!" I snapped impatiently, and luckily snapped Alex back to her senses.
"Oh great!" Alex shrieked as she glanced over to the mini clock.
Alex's P.O.V.
"Alexis Bailey! You better not be sleeping, or I'm going to STRANGLE you!!" Thump. Thump. Thump. BANG!!
I jump out of bed and gave out a tired yawn. "What's going o-"
"AHHHHHHH!!! I can't believe this!! Get up! Get up! Get up!!!" Mom pushes me off bed and made me land on the floor with a loud, 'Thump'.
"Owww!! What's wrong?" I snapped and started rubbing my butt.
"You're late!!" Mom shrieked and started arranging my sheets.
"What? Today is-"
"Monday, young lady! And you are in serious tro-"
"MONDAY?!! Holy shit!!" I quickly get off my sleeping ass and ran toward the bathroom.
Mom gasps and walked into the bathroom. "Don't you use that sort of lang-"
"A little busy here!" I push mom out of the bathroom and turned on the hot water.
"Hey!" Mom bangs on the bathroom door. "Open this door this instant!! How dare you interrupt while I'm speaki-"
"Mom? Where's the shampoo?"
"BWAHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Mom screams and marched out of my room. I grin as I hear my mom's footsteps descending down the stairs and started washing my hair.
I'm late! I'm late! I'm going to be late!!
Speaking of the rabbit from Alice and the Wonderland... -____-;
Fifteen minutes later, I was fully dried, and my hair let down in a silky wave. Now... what am I going to wear?
"Alex? Hurry up for goodness sake!" Mom barked from the living room.
"Alright! I'm fuckin coming!"
"That's it!!" Thump. Thump. Thump. BOOOM!!!
I jump as I see mom holding a... a... a spoon?
"Mom.. what the hell are you doing with a spo-"
Mom screams in anger and started charging toward me, swinging the spoon around.
"Dont." She swings the spoon around, almost hitting my $150 dollar cd player.
"You." Swings. Almost hitting my $1,000 dollar mini DVD player/T.V.
"Dare speak like that!" Swing. Swing. Swing.
Oooh! I like that song from All American Rejects! X]
Not the right time! Watch out!
Huh? "OWW!!" I rub my head and grabbed a nearby shirt that was suppose to be in the laundry basket last week... -___-;
"OK! Why didn't you wake me up?!" I run down the stairs and out to the front yard. Mom doesn't answered and just started hitting me harder.
Maybe she over slept, too? *snort*
"Go! I can't believe you, Alex! You're LATE!" I run around the yard, trying to get away from my crazy mom.
"Go! Go! Go!" Mom hits me on the head after each word. I wrap my arms around my head and started running toward my silver beetle.
"Oww! Mom! Owwww! I'm, owww! Going!" I quickly get in and locked the doors. Mom started banging on the window, furiously.
"Bye mom!" I drive off the curve and started driving away from the mad woman.
"I'm not finished with you! Come back here! Alex! Alexis Cathy Bailey! You are now GROUNDED! You hear?! If you don't come back right now, you are grounded for the rest of your li-ALEX!"
I press on the brakes as I noticed the light was red. I give out a relieved sigh and looked back to check if mom was running toward me.
Luckily, she wasn't and went back inside.
"Zachary! I can't believe you're still not even a block away from here!" I hear Mrs. Langdon's voice screaming on the top of her lungs. I scrunch my face as I look at the rear mirror and saw Mrs. Langdon running toward... me?? Or an invisible Zach...
I roll down the window, not noticing anyone around me and frowned. "Hello Mrs. Langdon...is everything-"
I hear the passenger door open and close with someone quickly locking the door.
"Ahhhh!! What are you doing here?" I scream and stared at Zach in surprise. What the FUCK is he doing here?!
"Go!" Zach points in front of him.
"Wha'?"
"Go for heaven sake!!" I look back at Mrs. Langdon who was running toward my car. Woah... one scary woman we've got here! O_O
"But your mom is..."
"We're late!" Zach snapped impatiently. I snap out of my small surprised trance and looked at the mini clock.
"Oh great!"
"You come in a few minutes after I go in, alright?" I lock my beetle and walked toward the school.
"Why can't we just go in... together?" Zach emphasized on the last word.
I open the front door and walked in with Zach dragging behind. "Because it will look weird if we walked in together, an hour and 30 minutes late!"
Zach shrugs and stopped in front of our English class. Second period. "Ladies first."
I nervously glance down at my watch and moaned. "Change of planes. You go in first."
Zach rolls his eyes and shook his head. "Don't want to."
I pout and peeked through the small crack on the door.
"Ewww! Don't do that!"
"Do what?" I straighten up.
"This-" Zach puffs out his bottom lip and pouted.
"Ewww! Don't do that!" I cover my eyes.
Zach snorts and peeked through the crack. "Imagine how it feels for the person who watches you doing it."
I sneer at Zach and furiously opened the door. Welcomed by my friends screaming out, "ALEEEEEEEX!!", and Mr. Smith yelling out, "You're LATE!"
"Yes... I sorta sl-"
"You're LATE!!!" Mr. Smithson yelled again.
"Yes, I know I'm la-"
"Not you!! YOU!!" Mr. Smithson points behind me. I turn around and saw Zach standing by the door with a bored expression.
"Can I come in now?!" Zach bobbles his head.
"Uhh... uhhh...."
"What are you two talking about?! Come over here!" Mr. Smithson ordered while pointing his ruler in front of him. The room burst into a fit of laughter and giggles.
I nervously walk toward Mr. Smithson's table, while Zach just smoothly walked past me.
"Now... explain to me why both of you guys are late." Mr. Smithson rubs below his temple and leaned against his chair.
"I over slept!" Zach and I spoke in union. Zach and I look at each other and gave one another a 'What are you talking about' sorta look.
The whole class laughed out loud, while some guys did some cat calls, and some girls gave me some suspicious looks.
The English teacher gives out a tired sigh and straighten up. "So... are you telling me that both of you, 'over slept', and SOMEHOW ended up coming in the same time?" Mr. Smithson arched an eyebrow.
"Yes." Zach and I answered together.
Mr. Smithson looks down at my wrinkled shirt, and Zach's messy hair and grimaced. "Right... and why were you guys over sleep?"
"I was... studying." Zach answered with a light hint of sarcasm.
Mr. Smithson rolls his eyes. "Zachary. Come up with something reasonable. Something that can get you out of detention."
"Uhhh... I was watching porno??" Zach shrugs.
The class laughed again, some even fell on the floor. Zach's "buddies" gave him a thumbs-up.
Mr. Smithson glares at Zach but said nothing more. "And you, Alexis?"
"I...I..."
"She was with me, watching porno." Zach answered with a sly grin playing on his face.
More cat calls. More glares.
"That's it! Detention for both of you!" Mr. Smithson growled and gave both of us a pass to the Detention Room. And I mean the room, I have never been in during my 17 years of life!!
"But! But!"
"No, buts, ifs, or ands! Now, GO!!" Mr. Smithson points to the door. Zach freely walks out, giving his friends a 'see ya later' gesture before leaving the room.
Mr. Smithson gives me a small glare and motioned me to the door. I groan and shot my friends a look for giggling and left the room, quietly. *cough*not*cough* More like... marching out.
As soon as I walked out, I met Zach leaning against one of the lockers, casually.
"You fuckin bi-"
"Excuse me, Miss. Bailey?"
I gulp, and turned around, facing our vice principal, Mrs. Cooks.
"I..I didn't mean tha-"
Mrs. Cooks raises a hand and walked toward Zach and whispered something to him, which made his eyes go big.
"But!!" Zach started.
"No! If there's no improvements, no soccer for you." Mrs. Cooks spoke cooly. "And for you-" She turns to face me. "Keep out of trouble, but have some fun." She winks and waved at us before leaving.
Zach frowned. "Wha-what did she mean by having fu-"
I moan in anger and glared at Zach. "I hate you! I hate you! I fuckin hate you Zachary Langdon!! Ugh!!!" I stomp away like a little 5 year old who wasn't able to get a doll she wanted from Toys R Us.
But now... I got a detention with... him, on the first day back from Christmas break! Bwahhh! Will someone please shoot me?!
