Sunday morning were either great or bad, I never thought there was an in-between with them. Alice has strangely been quiet over the weekend... not really a good sign since the last time we talked she wanted to punch me in the face. Then again her wanting to punch me in the face was almost every day when things didn't go her way. When we were kids she wanted a juice box and I wouldn't give it to her. Guess what happened next... she punched me in the face, I cried from the pain, she felt bad and gave me the juice box then we become friends.
Strange to think friendships could start that way when you're only eight years old. The way me and Adil met was two years before Alice moved down here. I remembered it just like it was yesterday.... but it was also a sad memory as well. I woke up to the strange rapping sound on my window.
I opened up the curtains to see Alice throwing small rocks at my window, holding up her white board. "You better not ditch me or you'll see real Hell from me!"
A warm smile came over my face as I started to write back, "Don't worry, I won't ever leave you."
"It's so cute how you manage to cover up your bullshit."
"Thanks. I try."
The storm in her gray eyes became more electric. "Just don't ditch me tonight or I'll make sure to give Jeremy the note."
"Fine."
It was a quick and hard fine I gave her, but I didn't want to get on her bad side Honestly I didn't know how this night would end up like. If it ends early the best idea would be too sit in my room and read a good book. Checking through my contacts it looked like Adil was free today until tonight.
I send him a text before walking downstairs. The air was filled with the sweet, delicious smell of pancakes that mother was the best on a great Sunday morning. The light coming from the window made the locks of her golden hair shine as fair and bright as the sun. She turned around when she saw me, giving me her famous cheerful smiles.
"Oh now your awake!"
"Yeah.... It took me a while." I sat down at the table just when she flipped a pancake.
"I always knew you were a vampire, but vampires don't have drool at the side of their mouths."
If my mother had magic she did as I quickly wiped away my drool. My mother seemed to know me better than I knew myself, but didn't mother always know their children? The air around us settled down as the stairs creaked to the weight of my 'father'.
"Is breakfast made yet?"
"Yes dear."
It's not that I didn't like my 'father', well step dad, but he could be a jerk at times. Jerry was a middle age old man with a belly poking slightly out. He was around forty or forty one, I didn't bother to count, and who slept a lot or just when to work then slept for the day. Jerry wasn't the type of person that I could connect to easily since he wasn't my dad. If you're wondering about my real dad he is alive, it's just my parents are divorced. They have been since I was five. Life with them like that wasn't really easy at all... for example this weekend I have my mother, but the next weekend I have my dad. So really my Friday nights were either packing up for the night and go to dad for the weekend, or hang out with Alice during the weekend with my mom, but Alice was pissed at me so it was really just homework....
Jerry's smell was of morning sweat and boringness, there wasn't an in-between of the two. "Hey kid, why didn't you hang out with Alice this weekend?"
"She's mad at me because I didn't want to come with her to the carnival."
"The carnival?" My mother spoke up, giving me my pancake. "Why don't you want to go to the carnival?"
"Because carnivals are just... busy and loud. I rather read than do any of that crap."
"Sweet heart, I love you... but you need to take a day off reading."
"Mom reading is like a part of me. I can't live without it."
"I know sweet heart, but just take a day off reading for me."
I sighed in defeat, "Fine. But only if I get my favorite ice cream sundae."
"Deal." My mom smiled and kissed my temple.
"Mary," My step-dad began, "you spoil the girl too much."
Sometimes at times like these I really wanted to throw him out of the window, have a car run him over, and burn his dead body with fire. If you're thinking I was all just nice and happy, you're really wrong. When people first meet my step-dad they would think he was a really nice guy, but when he's around me he's a total jerk who likes to ruin my life. The only reason I call him dad is because my mother and him make me, even though I have a real father downtown. I only get one of each parent for a weekend so they can both have an equal share of me. Honestly, it gets tiring year after year packing up and going to a house to stay for the weekend and packing up again. But I loved my parents and would never complain about it too them.
Jerry on the other hand... was someone I hated because of what he does. I love my mother in every way, but my heart can't accept Jerry because of this. I want my real mom and dad in my life, not a fake step dad. My ring tone of Zelda went off as I rushed upstairs to see Adil was calling me from my phone.
It rung about five times before I heard a breath from the other end of the line. "Hello?" I asked first.
"Oriel, when are you going to the carnival?"
"I don't know. Alice is going to bulldoze my door down no matter what and drag me to the damn carnival."
"True. Why don't I come over and hang out with you for a little bit. It's been a month since I've come over."
"Well I'll have to see with my mom. The last time you can over my mom screamed at you for eating all of the food in the kitchen."
"Hey!" He protested, "You guys said I could have anything I wanted!"
"That doesn't mean your fat ass has to eat everything we have!"
"Whatever. I'll be around by two. See ya then, Oreo."
"Bye."
Oreo was the nickname my friends gave me since my name almost sounds like Oreo. Adil would be over in five minutes since his house was only two blocks away from mine. A sharp, soft thud came from my window. I walked over to it and pulled open the curtains to see the devil. Alice.
A tender smile lit up the soft features of her face, making her a cross between an angel and demon who I fear. She held up her white board that had words on it, but made a smiley face at the end of her sentence.
"Are you coming to the carnival? I'll drag you by the ends of your hair, like a good friend! J"
Sweat dropped at the back of my neck. Alice had her ways sometimes in a way that wasn't... so good and made us fight each other at times. I wrote back with a shaky hand to hope this wouldn't make her mad. "I'm coming. Adil is coming over so I won't be alone tonight."