Forever

1 : Alien

I open it fully stepping in and when mr Chambers sees it's me he sighs again.

"God, Calla," he mutters and I give him a big smile holding my hands behind my back and he points to the chair.

"No. I'm just gonna stand up," I shake my head and he gives me a flat look before he picks up his old style glass, that's besides his mug.

that I assume there's coffee in. He takes them on pushing them up with his pointer finger.

"Sit over there and be quiet." He gives me a scowl and I see the chairs in the corner. it's looks like a book club.

"Do you have any books?" I blurt out and he gives me a frown. I shrug walking to the seat, sitting down on the hard uncomfortable chair.

I play with my rings on my fingers while tapping my foot, not being able to stay still for some reason.

One time a. What are those brown little creatures called? Uhhhh squirrel. Yes that creature anyways.

A squirrel come up to me as I was sitting under my tree at the park and it literally stole my spoon. Yes my spoon.

Calla why do you have a spoon?

Well smartass, what if a robber comes up to you then bam you can stab him. With the spoon. Obviously.

"Stop making noises," mr Chambers rubs his temples and I make a oh sound, immediately stopping my tapping foot and he goes back to what ever was on his computer.

Imagine if he was watching porn and I just barged in. Yikes.

"Can't believe he's fucking late," I hear Mr Chambers curse and I lean in my chair and spread my legs comfortably.

"Yeah, I can't believe it," I sigh disappointed even tho I have no idea what he's talking about and he rolls his hazel eyes.

Hazes eyes are so pretty. It reminds me of chocolate fondue.

Suddenly the main door opens up and a tall alien comes in.

Just kidding.

It's a man.

"Sorry I'm late," his voice rumbles out. Making it clear he just woke up, yet still his hair looks neat but kinda messy too.

"You want a hair brush my guy?" I ask and his head whipped to the side, looking at me making me instantly cave.

He's scary.

No, shush.

I'm scary. Like the rock, yeah.

Yeah.

His brown curly ish hair looks soft like a cloud.

A perfect spot for smurfs to nap hehe.

His dark eyes hazed as if he's looking through me.

He turns his head to mister- what was his name again?

"It's fine you-" he cuts him self off, eying alien. Yes that's my nickname to him.

His eyes land on me before looking back at alien.