This chapter is also PG-13, but I don't really think it is. It's just underwear! I swear, nothing gross or something like that. And like the title says, it's a bit awkward, but awkward is fun right?
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Alexis P.O.V
The next morning I wake up at six AM, which is late for me. I'm a real morning person, except when someone wakes me up, then they better run for their lives. Not my fault, thank Lucas for that. My sweet brother has caused that trauma, ten years ago. Long story short; he has taken waking somebody up to a hole new level. Every day another way to "wake" me up, or as I like to call it, torture me.
I jump out of my bed, walk towards my closet and pick an outfit. A Jack Daniels tank top, ripped shorts, Dr. Martens boots and a leather jacket, that's good enough for today. Breakfast isn't until 7.30, so I've got more than a hour to do what I want. Since I haven't explored the school yet, I decide to do that.
It's quiet on the hallway, I guess I'm the only person awake. This happens very often, so I'm used to it. There aren't many people who like to get up early. Most of the people my age, think I'm insane. They don't get why I like mornings, they usually sleep until 1 PM. I think it's a waste of daylight, but it's their choice.
As soon as I get started, I notice there isn't much to explore. The highest floors are all rooms where the students live, so they are basically hallways with doors in the walls and sometimes a painting. The building has got six floors, four of them contain rooms for students. The other two have classrooms and a canteen, nothing special.
The hallways are dark, the sun is still down. For me, the perfect moment to take a walk. I love walking in the dark, I don't know why. Everything is more fun in the dark, swimming is at the top of my list. I seriously have a list, how dumb it may sound.
Swimming, it sounds like a good plan. There is one in the forest, I haven't been there yet, but it stands in the letter. Without realizing it, I begin to walk faster. Before I know it, I'm outside and it's still pretty cold. The worst thing that can happen, is catching a cold. That's not much, right? No, it isn't, it's worth it.
After a few minutes of walking, I reach the forest. It can't be far from here, it's not really big. My feet sink into the wet mud, but I don't care. They'll get clean eventually, if it starts raining or if I step in a puddle. The moment I see the lake, I start to get undressed. Underwear or naked? Just to be sure, I let my underwear on. I don't want the same thing as yesterday happening, so I'm going to be a little more careful.
The water is cold, but it feels nice. Only my feet are in the water right now and I decide to get it over with. It's better to do everything at the same time than taking baby steps. I close my eyes and dive into the water. The cold water hits my body hard, but it isn't that bad. Once I'm in, it's a pretty nice temperature.
My body floats on the water, totally relaxed. Suddenly, something pushes me down. My eyes shoot open and look around. Nothing, that's weird. I look underwater, still nothing. The moment my head gets above the water, it's licked by something. With a weird look on my face, I look at the dog in front of me. How in hell has that dog gotten here?
I swim to a place I can stand and whistle at the dog. Within seconds he's swimming in front of me, it's a well trained dog. Who leaves a dog in the forest? It makes no sense to me. The dog is a siberian husky, with a snow white fur. I slowly move my hand towards his head, trying to touch him. If he doesn't like it, I'll notice that soon enough.
My hand touches the soft fur, he doesn't seem to hate it. So I've proved it's a sweet dog and now I want to know his name. Maybe he's got a collar, or something like that. I can't see it in the water, so I need him to sit on my lap. With small steps, I walk out of the water. At a random point, I sit down and smack with my hands on my legs.
'Come here boy!' I yell at him with a happy voice.
The dog runs to me and sits on my lap. Like he knows what I want from him, smart boy. Dogs can be really smart, I know that, but I have never seen one. Most of the dogs just want a bone and then they're happy. This one doesn't look that stupid, but I don't exactly know how to notice a smart dog. You can't start talking to them, wait for the answer and guess if it's a smart or dumb answer.
'Good boy, now let me see if you have a name.'
Great, he doesn't have a collar, so no name. I pet him, while I'm trying to make up a name for him. He's going to be my new friend, the first one I've made at this school. Not that it's hard to make a dog like you, but still. I like to think of him as a friend, it's too bad I don't have any food with me. Although, he doesn't look hungry, maybe he isn't a street dog.
'What's your name, boy?' I whisper in his ear.
He looks at me with his big blue eyes, like he understands every word I say. It looks pretty creepy, but I know I'm just being stupid. Dogs aren't that smart, they just react on the tone of the words. It doesn't matter what I say, if I keep saying it in the same tone. His wet fur starts to get smelly, like wet dog. That makes sense, he's a dog and wet, silly me.
The dog starts licking my face, which tickles. I can't hold my laughter and lay down in the water. With my hands, I try to push him of me, but it doesn't work. He's pretty strong for a husky. I've got the feeling that I'm laughing really loud and that people are watching me, hiding behind the trees. It's a stupid thought, but I'm weird, so I can think like that.
'Please stop it, I'm serious!'
The more I beg the dog to stop, the more it looks like he's enjoying himself. That's strange for a dog, even I know that. I don't have much time to think, because he jumps on top off my stomach. It hurts like hell, this dog has sharp nails. My stomach begins to hurt, not only from the nails, but also from laughing so hard.
'Bad boy, stop!'
I manage to push him off me and control my laughter. The dog runs away, maybe his owner calls him. I turn around and see him run off with something in his mouth. Are those my clothes? You can't be serious. As fast as I can, I run to him and try to get my clothes back. That dog's fast, but that doesn't stop me from trying to catch him.
'Give that back! You stupid dog! I want my clothes, give them to me!' I yell at him.
Without realizing it, I'm running to the edge of the woods, still chasing the dog. It must look stupid, a girl chasing a dog in her underwear. I don't really care, I'm used to make a fool out of myself. Most of the people here don't even know me or my name, so it doesn't matter. Besides I'm pretty confident with my body and I think a bikini looks exactly the same, so it can be that too.
My eyes are so focused on the dog, I don't see anything happening in front of me. Before he speeds up, I jump on top of him and take my clothes out of his mouth. The dog looks at me with a sad look in his eyes, it looks so cute. I can't help myself and pet him for a while. Dogs really are my weakness.
All of a sudden I hear someone coughing and turn around. The dog runs away from me and disappears. Because I'm still sitting on the grass, I can only see a pair of feet in front of me. As I stand up, I can see who's standing in front of me. O shit, sexy dude who I punched. Well, this is awkward.
Why does this always happens to me? I haven't done anything wrong in a few weeks, it's been going so good. When I realize I'm standing in my underwear, I can't control the fact that my cheeks are turning red. Damn, second time he's seen me like this.
He can't stop staring and it's pretty annoying, so I decide to put my clothes back on. After I've dressed myself, I look at him, waiting if anything will come out of his mouth. I can just leave, it's not like he'll care. Maybe he doesn't even notice I'm gone.
'Yes, I will.' He says.
What? I'm sure I haven't said that out loud. Can he read my mind or something? If that's the case, I really need to stop calling him "sexy dude who I punched". Don't judge me, I just don't know his real name and it's catchy.
'Yeah, I'm a mind reader, you figured it out. Pretty fast too, faster than most others.'
Please, say that he hasn't heard everything. I can kill myself right now if he has, if he knows I'm already dead, so it doesn't really matter anymore. Why do I always need to come up with stupid nicknames? I'll stop with those right now. No more "sexy dude who I punched".
'So, you think I'm sexy?' A smile appears on his face.
Fuck...
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So that's it for this chapter!
Who would have thought that "sexy dude who I punched" was a mind reader? Maybe the tags gave it away, but it would still be impressive. I mean, anybody in that school could be the mind reader, you couldn't know for sure!
And what's up with that strange dog? Which dog steals clothes and tickles people like that? A bit weird, but you'll find out more about that soon enough.
A pic of the dog on the side, so you can really see how he looks. I think he's pretty cute, don't you?
Guys, also check out my new book; Born In Prison. There's one chapter online now and I'm busy writing the second...