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."

rolled his eyes and went to turn away, but stop

next time you decide to set an alarm to make sure you turn that shit

feel the venom

turned my alarm

forgetting the pit

"Yes"

He stated simply.

do that! Why wouldn't

and picked myself

and if

nonchalantly,

"Hey, Axel?"

breathed, feeling nervous

body went stiff, and his long

"What."

monotoned, not bothering to

am I gaing to be in? You know for not

I uttered.

wanted to prepare myself

and any other kid that was

knees from being on the rice for

expected to have breakfast served and dishes done by the time

again, his once hard eyes turned soft for a split second

going to be

the steps,

me Angel? My stomach was doing flips from his

harder to figure out than those stupid

my head, trying

tried to figure out why people acted a

that lesson the

is seriously

walked down the two

just about to enter when I heard people

of course I stopped and listened

"She seems reserved."

A girl's voice spoke.

almost certain

swallowed hard, they were talking about

fault bad for eavesdropping on their

seems pretty

Wyatt commented.

by surprise,

knitted my eyebrows together in

hear anymore I turned to

make me come over this table Harrison? Rylan told

up for me, it wasn’t something I was

as a bad thing.We're all fucked up,

He explained.

you're right, I don't know she's just

I heard Rylan say.

know that how? She just got here last

Kina's voice asked.

"I just do"

He said.

corner and entered the kitchen where five pairs of eyes turned

seated at the table eating grilled cheeses,

up against the counter, looking

"Good afternoon sleeping beauty."

to me

morning,’ I spoke, not

he pulled himself off the counter and strided right

in

myself on the nearby wall and didn't go tumbling to the floor