I woke up, sitting upright on the bed. I stretched out my hands, yawning while rubbing my eyes to get a better view. After getting used to my room, I smiled as I removed my blanket from my body. Putting my feet down, and wearing my slippers, I walked to the bathroom.
I walked back in after brushing my teeth. I went to my side table as I poured a glass of water for myself from the jug. As I drank the water, I scanned my room till my eyes fell on...
Wait, WHAT!!!
Clara and Lyda?
I spilled the glass of water back into the cup, dropping it on the table. I blinked before cleaning my eyes.
"What are you guys doing in my room?" I asked walking to the couch where they sat down _just in time to see Lyda and Clara let out a breath .
Clara sent a huge glare at me making me frown .
Am I not supposed to be the one doing the glaring here? I asked myself.
"Do you guys want to give me a heart attack? What are you doing here in my room?" I asked again, folding my hands on my chest.
"Young lady, we should be asking that question to you. Do you want us to have a heart attack? Come on, you woke up—firstly, you did all those stupid stretching and yawning, and then went to the bathroom. You couldn't even sense that someone was in your room! Lyda almost made me believe the idea that we were now ghosts," Clara said still glaring as she walked back and forth in my room .
My mouth opened and closed like a fish , clearly speechless .
Whatthe heck was this girl yapping about this morning.
"True. Do you know how frightened I was? I thought we were paying for our deeds—you know, the sneaking into your room thing," Lyda said as she stood up. I smacked my hand on my forehead giving them one last look, I walked briskly to my front door .
"Fuck," I cursed out realizing I didn't even lock my door. So stupid of me, but I couldn't really blame myself for it. Who knew that these two goobers would come into my room?
I turned staring at the both of them to see they had already made themselves comfortable on my bed , If they weren't my friends, I would have called the police because they were really trespassing on my privacy.
Come on, who sneaks into a person's house at this time of the day, seriously?
"How did you even get inside the house?" I asked, walking to stand in front of them.
"Richard," Clara said as she winked at me. I could only realize that Clara must have tricked my brother again.
Stupid! After all my advice, he didn't really even keep to them. At least he could have actually helped me out though, by not allowing these two people to enter into my room.
"What do you want?" I asked decdiding not argue . I walked slowly to my wardrobe trying to select a clothe to wear today . I was about to pick a t-shirt when Lyda stopped me, shaking her head in a no gesture.
She placed my hand at my side as I gave her a suspicious look. Were they still about that stupid thing of dressing me up?
Oh, like I thought they would ever listen to me. They just do the opposite of it.
I walked back to my bed as I laid back down, covering the blanket while turning my back to them. I watched how they glared at me before I closed my eyes.
"Girl, what you doing?" Clara asked , shaking me while I pretended to be asleep.
"Darling, get the fuck up. Geez, we don't have time," Lyda said, glancing at her watch. I opened my eyes as I rolled them at her before closing them back.
"Alright, sleep. But we all are going to be late—and do you know what? We don't care about it. Remember what Mrs. Anne said? I don't have anybody fighting for my position, so does Lyda. But you? I don't think you want Adela to really take that from you, so it doesn't really bother us," Clara said.
I scrunched my face. She was right. I sat up on the bed ,folding my hands on my chest while pouting my lips.
"Why can't you guys just listen for once? I don't need help," I said feeling frustrated right now . I ran my fingers through hair pushing them backwards while Clara came to sit beside me at my right hand side.
She placed her hand on my shoulder , nudging me as she wriggled both brows with this stupid smug grin .
"Because we are your friends. We want the best for you. We want that Ken of a guy to fall so hard, he will feel like he's sinking deep into you," Clara finally answered, removing her hand from my shoulder. I watched Lyda walk to the bed, sitting on my left-hand side. She also placed her hand on me.
"Yeah, and for us to achieve that, we have to ignore every single word you say—so we can help you get that dude," she said, wiggling her eyebrows. I turned to Clara to also see her doing the same thing with her brows.
What have I gotten myself into?
Yeah, sure. I know it all started with this:
Firstly, me being happy about my test.
Secondly, me bumping into Ken.
Thirdly, me daydreaming in front of Clara.
Fourthly, me telling Clara the whole truth.
Fifthly, me also telling Lyda about the whole THING.
And last but not the least, me advising Richard.
And then I realized one thing from all the things I listed—I should never advise Richard. He doesn't deserve my pity at all, not even a bit. He's just going to snitch on me like the rat that he is.
"Okay," I said, barely audible, but enough for Clara and Lyda to hear .
I could see the huge grin that spread across their face , standing up from my bed , they started jumping up and them down excitedly .
While I sat in the middle feeling like well _ shit