Mated With Five Boys

"Judge tenderly, if you must.There is usually a side you have not heard, a story you know nothing about, and a battle waged that you are not having to fight"- Traci Lea LaRussa

The beam of light shining through the curtains, right into my eyes woke me up from the best sleep I've had in months.

I tried rolling to my side that was in the opposite direction of the window, in an effort to return to my blissful sleep, but then a realization hit me like a ton of bricks.

My eyes shot open and I come face to face with the alarm clock sitting on the nightstand.

"No, no, no!"

I repeated, trying to get out of the jungle of blankets.

I set an alarm for 7:30 in the morning! How the hell did I sleep through it? It was already 12:45 in the afternoon! I rushed out of bed, panicking.

But of course, me being the klutz I am, my foot was still tangled in the sheets and it sent me falling onto the hard floor with a thump.

"Ouch, I mumbled to myself, untangling my foot from the cover.

Not having the time to lay on the floor, I quickly jumped up, slightly limping because I somehow hurt my ankle in the great escape from my bed.

I pulled off the grey T-Shirt that I had slept in and tossed it over my head, landing somewhere on the floor.

I'll clean that up later.

Pushing open the sliding door on the closet, I let out a quiet gasp.

I was starstruck, to say the least.

The amount of clothes hanging perfectly color-coded on hangers had me in awe.

I've never seen so many clothes in one place before, well only in stores.

I shook my head, we don't have time for this.

I grabbed a thin black, long-sleeved shirt off a random hanger and quickly put it on.

I saw a pair of folded jeans laying on one of the shelves inside the closet, I tried searching for a size tag but to no avail.

"It'll have to do"

I mumbled.

Looking back over at the clock my heart sunk.

It was now 12:55 and I had done nothing.

I swallowed hard.

Maybe I'll get lucky and everyone was still fast asleep, but I knew that was just wishful thinking.

With a house filled with so many people, there was bound to be at least one person already awake.

Pushing the thoughts from my head, I gathered my pair old black and white knockoff brand of Converse.

I've had this shoe for three? Maybe four years now.

I quickly slipped them on, I was grateful that I had a pair of clean socks to wear with them.

Not bothering to brush my hair, I practically sprinted out the door.

In fact, I was in such a hurry that I didn’t pay attention to the wall that I had just ran into, causing me, for the second time in the past 15 minutes to land on the ground.

"Watch where you're going."

The wall barked.

I looked up in confusion, have I finally lost it? Was this wall actually communicating with me? That's when I noticed that I indeed did not run into a ran but rather, a really unamused Axel.

I suddenly felt small under his glare.

His dark eyes narrowed on me, waiting for me to reply, which made me even more nervous.

"I'm sorry, I whispered, intimidated by him.

"Whatever."

to turn away, but

decide to set an alarm to make sure you

almost feel the venom coming

my alarm

out, forgetting

"Yes"

He stated simply.

Why wouldn't you wake me

picked myself up off

was loud as fuck, and if you didn't hear

nonchalantly, walking

"Hey, Axel?"

breathed, feeling nervous about

went

"What."

monotoned, not bothering

You know for not being

I uttered.

prepare myself for the

would force me and any other kid that was not up by 6:30 in the morning to get on our knees

still have little dents on my knees from being on the rice for

and dishes done by the time she got up

me again, his once hard eyes turned

to be in any trouble

the steps,

Did he just call me Angel? My stomach was doing flips from his words, and not the good

to figure

shook my head, trying to

get anywhere if I tried to

learned that lesson the

is seriously

I hate nicknames! I walked down the

about to enter when

I stopped and listened to

"She seems reserved."

A girl's voice spoke.

almost certain

they

fault bad for

seems

Wyatt commented.

took me by surprise, Wyatt seemed

my eyebrows together in

to hear anymore I turned to

come over this table

slightly hearing Rylan stick up for me, it wasn’t

wasn't saying it as a bad thing.We're all

He explained.

guess you're right, I don't

I heard Rylan say.

how? She just

Kina's voice asked.

"I just do"

He said.

was time to make my appearance, I stepped around the corner and entered the kitchen where five pairs

eating grilled cheeses,

lend up against the counter, looking

"Good afternoon sleeping beauty."

beamed up to me from the

not making eye contact with

he pulled himself off the

hit my shoulder with his in the process, throwing me

on the nearby wall and didn't go tumbling