If All Else Fails | [On Hold]

Chapter Three: New Neighbors? Bra.

Good morning

9:01 AM

i'm tired

9:01 AM

and hungry.

9:02 AM

Hey

9:53 AM

Heeeeyyy

9:56 AM

i have to buy to some stuff later. Wanna come?

9:57 AM

I start typing.

Yas! Pick me up at 12 tho... I just woke up. Lets go to McDs! I'll pay?

10:12 AM

I put my phone back once it sended then I slide off my bed and head for door. I have to brush my teeth first then pick out an outfit. What should I wear? It feels chilly so maybe I should just put on a plain T-shirt with the new brown sweater and a-

"Allison! Get back inside!" I heard my mom yell. I froze in the middle of the room, steps away from the bathroom across my room, obviously confused by her yelling. My head slowly turns to her direction. She stood in the living room with wide eyes. On the couch sat two strangers who stare back at me. I squint my eyes a little. It was a middle aged woman and a guy my age, maybe a little older. He was blushing so much that I wondered if he had some type of health condition. Both of them had dark brown hair and similar features so I guessed that they're related. 

My mom motions towards her chest then at me. Huh? I look down at mine. Shoot!

I covered myself with my arms when I realized I basically flashed my pink bra at strangers. Without wasting another moment, I run into the bathroom and shut the door with a loud bang. With my back against the door, I slide down and hug my knees.

"Holy fucking crap." I whisper. "That didn't happen. That did not happen. Nope. Not at all." I keep telling myself. "Oh god. That did happen." I stand up and look at myself in the mirror. My messy hair was all over the place and my face was as red as that guy's face. My green eyes looked back at me in shock. It looks like I went skydiving in my bra and shorts!

Knock. Knock.

"Allison, hija, I brought you a shirt and joggers..." I hear my mom say. I take a deep breath then open the door, not daring to say a word. My mom hands me the white t-shirt and grey joggers discreetly then closes the door for me. I quickly put it on then reach for my toothbrush on the sink. As I put toothpaste on it and start brushing my teeth, a billion thoughts swirled in my head. What do I do now? Apologize? Or should I walk out like nothing happened? No... I can't do that. Maybe they didn't see? Of course they saw! I can't believe I put myself on display like that. I don't even know those people. I didn't even know they were here. So... it's not my fault? It was an accident. Yeah. I'm going to go with that.