Avery's POV
I adjust my tank top straps from my long nights rest on the way to the bathroom.
It was about 6:00 and I had to start to get ready. I was going over to Mona's for the day so we could just hang out together again.
I open the door to the bathroom but immediately start gagging when the heavy smell of axe kills my lungs.
I hunch over and take deep breaths as dramatically as possible because well that shit was insane.
I feel high off the fumes already.
I hear Bentley laugh. "You're a dramatic one, huh?"
But before I could ever fire back a smart ass response Im the target of Keegan's cologne as he spritzes it in my face. On purpose this time.
I close my eyes and scrunch my face up. "Oh, fuck off." I say while coughing causing my voice to crack slightly. But i ignore it and focus on my breathing.
I had no idea why his thought that axe or any other type of strong ass cologne was appealing to the opposite sex.
It made my nostrils feel like the pits of hell.
Not that Keegan cared.
I walk out of the bathroom after closing the door a bit harder than I should have and shout "Oops!" In sarcasm.
Mona had texted me late last night saying that she had a presentation today so she's fake being sick so she could skip school and we could hang out again.
I know it hasn't been long since I've moved in but it feels so different not being around Mona 24/7.
And missing one day to have a little fun wouldn't hurt anyone.
Hopefully.
I continued my trek down the hallway and turned on the last door into my bedroom.
I just pulled a Grey cropped hoodie on with some checkered vans and threw my hair up in a messy bun as well as added some light makeup and left before anyone could notice.
Well, I tried to.
Except I was stopped by none other than Callum.
He stood towering in front of me with his head tilted and arms crossed. The stance would probably be slightly intimidating to some but the vibe I got from Callum is that he wouldn't hurt a fly.
But of course I was never good at getting vibes from people. They were usually off. I liked to think I had an understanding of people before I actually got to know them though. Makes me feel smart. Which is absolutely false.
"Where are you going?" He asks me squinting his eyes a bit creating an inquisitive stare.
He was making a face at me and I didn't know what it meant. Like he was paying attention but...not.
Probably thinking too much about something. We all had those days.
"Class." I say slowly so he can process the lie and make it seem more believable.
Making the other person seem stupid for asking a valid question was a fantastic way to get away with things.
I had practice.
And from the shake of his head and slight laugh I can tell that my tactic worked with him as it did many others.
"Uh, bye. I guess..." I say awkwardly to fill the tension. And just to get out of there as quick as possible.
Things were definitely better after dinner a few nights ago but still...tense and weird.
Although it was always chaos at my old room at least it wasn't uncomfortable. Just frustrating at most.
I speed walk down the hall making sure not to run into anything since I was distracted by the texts popping into the screen from Mona.
I make it to the stairs and rush down before anyone else has a chance to catch up and make my way to my old room.
Mona told me how all the girls already left so I could just walk on in.
And I did just that.
The door hits the wall with a bang as I flinch back and suck air through my teeth...praying I didn't create another gaping hole in the wall.
Especially since I didn't live here anymore.
That'd be fun to explain.
Mona didn't even glance at me but instead kept her focus on the large plasma TV screen in front of her.
"In the case of 3 year old Brooklyn, Michael, you are NOT the father!" Maury shouts from the speakers.
Her eyes widen and jaw slacks slightly when "biiiiiitch" is all that comes from her mouth in a slow and quiet whisper.
I snort. "That should be your senior quote."
Mona finally turns to look at me. She smiles sincerely , "I was actually thinking about quoting Martin Luther King Jr." ... but soon enough the sincere smile turns mischievous "Man, those were some good tacos."
I try to contain my laughter but fail.
She pulls a blanket over her head and body, only showing her tiny pale face.
"Love it."
"So?" I ask as I make my way to the couch. "How's the new roommate? Has she replaced me yet?" I ask mockingly.
Mona's once happy demeanor comes crashing down as I mention this new girl.
"Don't even get me started." Mona falls back on the couch in dramatic heap and groans.
"She talks to Evelyn." The dislike on her face in prominent right away.
"And get this!" She yells suddenly sitting up.
And in some way which I never considered possible her face fills with even more disgust.
"What?!" I ask just as eagerly. Cause I mean...drama.
"She's cousins with Rosemary. Rose fucking Mary."
"No." I gasp with my arms flailing.
"Mhmm. Yup. It's true. She is related to that DEMON."
I gag and fall on the couch next to her.
"She's like really good at cooking though. And she thinks she's alllll th-WAIT SHE MADE GUMMY BEARS. Let's steal her gummy bears!"
"I-" she runs to the kitchen almost slipping due to the friction with her socks but makes it out alright and brings back a bag filed with gummies.
"You know how food is precious to me."
I tell her.
She opens the bag distractedly and mumbles a reply back.
"And I'd kill anyone who ate my food."
"Yup."
"So we're still eating this?" I ask. "Even though your roommate might commit homicide?"
She doesn't answer but instead throws a gummy at me.
"Fine." I say with a roll of my eyes. I reach out to take the bag. "But only a few."
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So I haven't updated in the longest time and hopefully I'll be back to a normal schedule even if the updates are slow, they're definitely coming.