The Tomboy And The Player

CHAPTER 2: lazy Casey

PRESENT. Casey's pov
My dream was interrupted by two mongrels standing outside my house, yelling, 'GET UP LAZY  CASEY!' repeatedly.
Yeah, lame? Definitely.
But I woke up as if a rocket was up my butt.
I knew who those were.
It's their routine, because I can't wake up on my own. Don't blame me, I've tried every possible solution, like setting my alarm on full volume and placing it close to my bed, chanting repeatedly the word 'school' when I went to sleep so I wouldn't forget, and setting my clock 2 hours ahead of time.
None of those.
I wiped the drool from my chin, and checked my clock.
DAMMIT! IM LATE!
well, actually, it read 9am, but that actually meant 7am because I set it that way, and friggin starts at 7!
I hurried to the window, and shouted.
" I'LL BE THERE IN 5 MINUTES!"
" dude, don't fall asleep on the toilet, OK?"
Carter said, chuckling.
Rix stood beside him, checking his watch and looking back at me.
"haha, shut up."
I said and proceeded to the bathroom, hurriedly did everything,
My clothes were lying everywhere on the floor, and yes, I did have a hamper for my soiled clothes, but.... Well, you know how it goes.
I searched my drawer, but nothing was in.
No clean clothes?
Okaaayyyy....
I started to pick up the clothes.
I needed to find one that wouldn't get me a long speech about proper hygiene and acting my age. I mean. Yes, I do care about personal hygiene. Just because I'm kind of boyish doesn't mean that I use my stuff like guys do, not that all boys do that. Ah, im trying not to be insulting. Well, my excuse is that, I'm lazy.
...
And every shirt had probably been rotting there for a week or so, and the new ones were covered in food stains.
Some even were covered with ants.
Ah! Here! It was a green hand me down t-shirt from my older brother, and some gray pants, (also from him) ahem, and my black and neon green sneakers(... Yeah, also from him)
Because everything I have was just from my brother, because I liked his stuff,(and because my parents were the ones who got me used to it) ... Excluding underwear, of course.... Wait, that was obvious.
I slapped my black watch on my wrist.
I didn't bother looking in the mirror,
I'm probably fine. I looked hesitantly at the comb in my drawer.
Nah, my hair is short, like pixie cut short.
Nah, just nah.
I looked out the window.
"that was 3 minutes, bozos!"
I shouted to them, sticking my tongue out.
I hurried down, where my fam was at the table already. My older bro Shane and my older sister Blair.
Yeah, I'm the youngest.
Shane and me have the same interests and hobbies, share the same ideas, and barely fight.
We got that bond, that trust, the awesomenesssssss..... Too much? Okay.
While Blair...is the opposite, because shes literally the prom queen in her school, and spends every moment beautifying.
I rush to eat my food, stuffing my rice and food in my mouth so that it looked like a balloon about to burst. This is bad for me, trust me, I know that.
My mom reprimanded me.
"let her be, mom. I don't think she's even a girl."
Blair said, rolling her eyes. I opened my mouth, forgetting I was eating.
" casey , shut your trap, bro, seriously."
Shane said. Seconds later, and after I finished my food, the doorbell rang and mom stood up.
I beat her to it, screaming" ill get it! "
Carter and Rix looked at me, snickered and greeted my family, especially Shane.
" ill brush my teeth then done. "
They gave a thumbs up, then laughed.
I slammed the door in front of them.
After brushing my teeth, I ran upstairs to get my bag then ran out, saying goodbye to everyone.

Carter and Rix looked at each other, then at me.
What? Seriously,  I got something on my face?
" You've got something there, what's that, toothpaste?"
I quickly wiped it away.
"you look like you just rolled out of bed and picked whatever clothes were on the floor..."
Rix said, gesturing to me.
"yeah, actually, that's exactly what happened."
I confessed, rubbing the back of my neck.
" ew dude, gross!"
Carter laughed. I shoved him and made a face. Ha. Like he didn't do that either.
Carter pulled me and Rix and settled his hands on our shoulders.
He smirked.
" last one to school has to follow the other two's orders for a week. Get your bikes, gentlemen!"
I didn't object and grabbed my bike chained to the railings of the house, then got in position. With my bag, of course, which makes that situation worse.
Rix and Carter's bikes were just leaning when they came here to wake me up, I suppose, so they got in formation.
" get ready to eat my dust, I won't go easy on you."
I said to both of them.
"one, two, three, go!"
Carter yelled, and off we went.
This was how it was every morning.
This was awesome. My two best friends and me.
Rix was always last, so I could count on him that I wouldn't lose.
Me and Carter were at the same pace, pedalling as fast as we could, since school was near where we lived.
" guys, wait up! Cmon, help me out here!"
Rix yelled from behind.
I turned back and only smiled dismissively then kept pedalling.
" I can beat you this time, Carter."
I said to myself, and to him.
By the time we got to school, Carter had beat me by half a meter or something like that.
Again. I didn't take failure lightly, so I grouched and forcefully pat him on the back.
"congratulations."
I said, but it came out like
"kengrashulashins."
Carter laughed and told me to stop being so stiff.
Rix was 10 meters behind, and when he finally reached us, he fell into our arms.
Wow, is he a damsel in distress?
"whoa, dude, you okay?"
Carter asked.
"how did I get you two as best friends again?"
Rix asked, panting.
" ahem, youre still our personal slave for a week, right? Kay, awesome."
I said, giving him a high five.
At this time, we weren't the only latecomers. The school flooded with students.
"let's just get to class,guys."
rix said, tired with our shenanigans.
Welp, I don't blame him.