“Load up on guns, bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's overbored and self-assured
Oh, no, I know a dirty word”

My alarm clock blasted Nirvana in my ear. I sighed into my pillow and blindly searched the night stand next to my bed searching for it, knocking over my lamp in the process. Finally, I shut the damn thing off. It was 8:30AM; tomorrow I would probably have to wake up around 8. Why? First day of term.

I scrolled through my instagram feed for a couple of minutes. I followed lots of bands and artists. They inspired me to keep drawing. I unplugged my phone by yanking it out of the cord and kicked my legs up and down, so the covers would come flying off me. I rubbed my eyes and got up, stretching until I heard a satisfying pop from my back.

Walking out into the living room, I realized it was really quiet. I started to panic. Where was Nina? She’s usually up at like 6.

“Nina? Nina!” I called out, cautiously making my way to her room. Bracing myself for the worse, I slowly opened her door.

Nina was curled up in her blankets, sound asleep. I smiled, thinking that she must’ve had a really good time last night with Brandon.

Holy shit! I completely forgot about yesterday. I looked down at my wrist and saw that the cat and area around it was no longer red, and my skin was back to being a milky white. I remembered the way Gerard has gently grabbed my wrist, and smiled stupidly. Looking down, I saw that Nina’s arm was still a little red, but she had gotten a half sleeve so that was probably normal.

“Nina. Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiina.” I whispered, shaking her shoulder roughly.

“NINAAAAAAA!” I said loudly this time, slapping her cheeks.

“Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat?” She groaned, rolling over to look up at me. Her eyes widened and she flashed a grin.

“Wanna hear about last night?!” Nina said almost jumping out from the covers and sat cross-legged in front of me. Flopping down on the empty space in her bed, I nodded. Before she started talking, she screamed she had to pee. I laughed as she ran into her bathroom. Nina’s room was plain white, with white furniture. She had a drawing desk like mine, but more painting supplies than drawing supplies. Artwork hung in her room, along with some band posters like “Bring Me the Horizon” and “Pink Floyd”. Her pillows were red, and her sheets were white. Just like the outfit she had worn the first day I met her.

“OkaysolastnightIhaveeeeetotellyou!” Nina ran out of the bathroom and jumping onto the bed, drawing me out of my thought.

“Well in the car we talked a lot about stuff. Oh! Like he wants to be an animator, like work for Bethesda and make video games! I think that’s really hot. Hahah anyway he took me out to this cute little bistro and we had dinenr and ohmigosh it was so cute and then we went to a club and danced a LOOOT and I had a few drinks and he drove me home and before he left he bent down and kissed me and oh my gosh Rose I can’t even!” She squealed. I literally didn’t understand half of what she said, but I reacted like I knew exactly what she was talking about.

“D’aww, Nina that’s so cute!” I laughed. I felt a tiny tornado of jealousy in my heart. She had gotten kissed? Nina snapped me out of my jealousy by asking me something I didn’t expect she would.

“How did your date with Gerard go?” She asked eagerly.” My eyes opened wide, puzzled at what she just said.

“Nina, it wasn’t a date. He was just supposed to take me home.” I said, twirling my fingers in her blanket.
She gave me that “Don’t play games with me.” look and poked me on the nose.

“He was supposed to. But he didn’t! You guys went and got coffee!” She giggled. How did she know that?

“Who told you that?” I said quizzically. She gasped and covered her mouth.

“Oops! Well, Gerard texted Brandon. He said you’re a really nice girl! I’m going to shower okaii?” Nina said while sliding off the bed and into the bathroom.

I sighed and bit my lip. Did Gerard really say that about me? I giggled to myself and got off Nina’s bed. Before I walked out of the room, something caught my eye. A beautiful guitar laid in a midnight black case. I had played guitar quite a lot, but I haven’t touched one in probably a couple months. I carefully picked it up and started to strum Aero Zeppelin. Tapping my foot in time to the beat, I started to rock out. I didn’t realize that I was being watched until Nina started clapping in time with the beat.

“Oh gosh! Nina, I’m sorry!” I said quickly putting the guitar back in it’s case.

“No! Rose, you’re amazing at guitar. I can’t play… I honestly don’t even know why I have it. I think it was my brothers. You can have it, you’re really good!” She said, smiling and walking back into the bathroom. I looked at the beautiful black velvet case and cautiously picked it up.

“Thanks Nina!” I yelled to her as I jogged to my room. I set the guitar next to my desk, and admired it. Having nothing better to do, I made my bed, got dressed in a “Purrvana” sweater, black leggings and my doc martens. I knew putting on a sweater wouldn’t go well outside, but I didn’t plan on going out. Besides, the air conditioning made it freezing in here.

I heard my phone buzz, and I quickly rushed over to it.

It was a text.
From my mom.
“We need to talk.”

Notes

Sorry boring chapter \(._.)/
Rose's sweater
The rest of her outfit
Song in this chapter was Nirvana- Smells Like Teen Spirit
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