《Little Rebel》Chapter 17
Advertisement
I woke up the next morning and immediately remembered what happened last night.
I told Cameron everything. Everything.
I laid in bed for a little bit. After a while, I rolled over and grabbed my phone.
Clicking the home button, I saw it was almost noon. I sighed and realized that I should probably get up or the guys will all think I've died or something.
I got out of bed and looked at myself in the mirror. Deciding that the guys didn't need to see my lion mane hair, I quickly brushed through it and put it up in and messy ponytail and put on my glasses.
Phone in hand, I made my way downstairs.
I heard the guys talking and laughing. I almost turned around right there and went back to my room. But I kept going and went into the kitchen.
It looks like they ordered pizza last night when I locked myself in my room, because there was three boxes of pizza.
I opened one and put four slices on a plate. I also grabbed and AriZona and went out back.
I sat down on the swing and ate my pizza while on twitter.
One of Kian's latest tweets catches my eye. '@KianLawley: tell @Jord_Lawl to come inside and eat her pizza with everyone else.' It was from two minutes ago and before I knew it, I had hundreds of notifications doing exactly what Kian said to do.
I rolled my eyes and picked up my plate and AriZona. I went inside to see all the guys in the kitchen, eating pizza.
"Aw, look who decided to grace us with her presence." Kian said, sarcastically.
"I saw your tweet." I said, waving my phone.
"Obviously." Kian said.
I jumped up and sat down on the counter, Kian came up to me and handed me my meds and a bottle of water. I took them and took a bite of the pizza Nash was holding. Kian cme up to me and handed me my meds and a bottle of water.
Advertisement
"Uh, that was mine." Nash told me.
"Ok." I shrugged, scrolling through instagram.
"Jord. Go get dressed. We're doing something today." Kian told me.
"Kk." I said, leaping down from the counter and going back up to my room.
I put on my black ripped skinny jeans, a black Nirvana t-shirt, and a black and white flannel around my waist. I also put on a black beanie, black combat boots, and some of my band bracelets. Not wanting to bother with my contacts, I left my glasses on, but only after I did winged eyeliner with heavy black eyeliner on my waterline.
I straightened my hair and left my room, sliding down the stairs on my butt.
"What the hell are you doing?" Jc asked, seeing me.
"I didn't feel like walking." I shrugged.
"Alrightly then." He said, giving me a weird look.
"Stop judging me!" I screamed, throwing my hands in the air. "The judgment. I can feel it, it burrrrns!"
"Yeah, I wasn't judging you before. But I definitely am now." He said, smirking.
I stuck out my lower lip and pouted, crossing my arms like a child. "Meanie."
"Stop being a child and come on." Kian said.
"Yeah, take his side." I rolled my eyes.
"Jordyn, hes not the one sitting on the floor with her arms crossed pouting. So yeah, I'm gonna take his side." Kian said.
"Whatever." I said.
I got up off the floor and snatched my ear buds off the counter form where I left them from whenever I brought them down.
"So where are we going?" I asked, scrolling through my music.
"Its a surprise." Kian winked.
"I hate surprises." I groaned.
"I'm sure you'll love this one though." Connor told me, walking through the front door.
"Wait! You know!" I screamed, running after him.
"Yes, but don't even try to get me to tell you. I'm the best secret keeper in this house." He said as we got into the car.
Advertisement
"I'll tickle you." I warned, putting my hands near his ribs.
"Ok! I'll tell you!" He shouted, putting his hands in the air.
"Don't you dare Connor. Or I'll break another one of your mugs." Ricky told him, sliding in next to me.
"What? You broke one of his mugs." I asked, raising an eyebrow at Ricky.
"Yeah, but it was an accident! I was just filming my favorites video, and my Beats pill feel on it. But Since it broke it gave him some stylish ear jewelry. That he still hasn't worn." Ricky explained.
Cameron, Nash, Jc, and Kian all came out to the car.
I made eye contact with Cameron, but looked away immediately. Awkward.
Kian got in the drivers seat and Nash got shot gun.
Nash turned on Shawn's new song, Something Big.
It was pretty good, just not my type of music.
I listened to the whole song so I don't offend their friend, then put my ear buds in and played American Idiot by Green Day.
I listened to my music and watched the guys.
I don't mean to be creepy or anything, but I just watched them interact.
I saw Kian scream at some bad driver and Nash turn the music all the way up, only to have Cam yell at him and Ricky to dance in his seat.
Jc was just texting his girlfriend most of the time, but he would contribute to the conversation and request songs every once in a while.
Connor would either talk nonstop about random things, or say absolutely nothing.
After we had been driving for a litte bit, Ricky pulled out their vlog cameras.
"Hey guys, its Ricky." Ricky said. "And I'm here with Kian, Nash, Cameron, Jc, Conner, and Jordyn."
He pointed the camera at each person as they said their name.
"What?" I asked, pulling out my ear buds, not hearing what he said.
"Say hi, Jord." Ricky told me.
"Oh, hi." I waved, then put my ear buds back in and went back to my phone.
"She's not very social." Kian told the camera.
"So we are in the car on our way to a surprise for Little Lawley here." Ricky said.
I headr what he said and clenched my teeth at the nickname. The nickname that Sam gave me.
I noticed Kian glance at me through the rearview mirror when Ricky said 'Little Lawley', but I ignored it.
"So I'll talk to you guys when we get to where we are going." Ricky said, turning off the camera.
I listened to music for the rest of the drive. I was started to get restless and was tapping my fingers to the beat of Let Me Love You by Wafia.
I felt the car stop and I looked up.
"Ok, Jordyn. You rady for your surprise?" Kian asked me, turning around in his seat to face me.
"Yes?" I asked, wondering if I should be scared or not.
"Alright, get out of the car." He said, smiling at me.
I got out of the car slowly and my jaw dropped once I saw what my surprise was.
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
*GASP* Cliffhanger!
Omg, who else is excited for Thanksgiving. I am so freaking excited because a) no school and b) we're going to Deception Pass which is a pass near Seattle and we're renting a cabin with free wifi, netflix, huge tvs, snow, and no family.
Yas, thats the life.
And then Monday is Slay Bells!!!
So yeah, vote and comment
Follow me on twitter @CartahftCaniff
Later losers, stay cloudy bitches :)
Advertisement
- In Serial44 Chapters
The Realm Beneath: A Dungeon Story
This is the story of a dungeon, not a reincarnated soul or a human trapped in a soul gem, but a dungeon. Born as a dungeon, it lives as a dungeon, and kills like a dungeon. Guided only by its experiences, vague ideas and knowledge from somewhere else and the mysterious system that greets it upon awakening it strives to build and live and learn. Immerse yourself in the tale as you read about the dungeon and the adventurers that challenge its depths, puzzles, traps and creatures. Read about the realm beneath as a world comes to life within a mountain in the centre of the land. Forests, swamps, deserts, tundra and more can all be found in the cavernous chambers that blossom with life. Author's note. There is an overarching plot that is more than just the dungeon getting bigger. I will be uploading at least one chapter a week until furthur updates on my schedule get posted and hopefully more once I finish off the other book i'm working on. You can expect me to try and craft unique challenges and floors, stuff you most likely haven't seen before in dungeon books whilst still having a hopefully decent plot. I can't promise much about it but I will certainly read all the comments, respond where appropriate and take on board suggestions. I promise to keep you updated and not drop away without saying anything. I would consider this to be part of the writers pledge but if circumstances force my hand I may have to drop it. (no plans) A Note on tags: Profanity: Not excessive but where i find appropriate. Gore: Well that depends how well I do my job doesn't it. If I can paint a vivid picture that has the potential to be gory, then my writing may be to an acceptable quality. Traumatising content: Again, this depends on my skill as a writer, I guess I hope you find it traumatising - no that’s not right. Well you know what I mean anyway. Hopefully I can paint a vivid picture in your mind that makes the book all the more special.
8 197 - In Serial106 Chapters
Freya
When Freya woke up, she had no recollection of who she was. She soon found out that she was a beautiful 16 years old girl and was of a noble family. Overwhelmed by questions of herself and the world around her, she decided to search for answers. To search for the truth. Follow her adventures in unveiling magic, and most importantly: herself.
8 415 - In Serial15 Chapters
The Abyss dweller
The old world has ended following a sudden invasion of the abyss. The laws of society have long been forgotten. Countless monstrosities now run amok on the plane, massacring humans. In this hopeless world, the Abyss dwellers who have fought off the invasion roam from one place to another. For the sake of survival, they became demons themselves. But with the threat of the abyss already dealt with, for what reason do they continue to mindlessly travel throughout the lands? Amon, one of said Abyss dwellers, haunted by memories of the past finds himself forced to take a stance as the possibility of another calamity threatens to engulf the entire plane once more. PS: Cover is mine.
8 282 - In Serial10 Chapters
Orphan: A Journey of the Self
Willam Strange is an orphan. It is nearly all he has ever known. The only relics of his time before being an orphan are an old scarf and a broken eyepiece. For fifteen years Willam has lived a life relegated to the background of a vibrant and turbulent world. His best friend Julia seemingly the only one that can see him for who he feels he is; but even then Willam has doubts. However, when Castoria's Orphanage experiences some strange happenings Willam and his fellow Orphans will be called to decide for themselves. He will have to decide his own destiny, because no one else will do it for him. Author's Note: Orphan is on Hiatus for re-writes and review. May be posted again at a leater date.
8 91 - In Serial6 Chapters
Creativity Can Fix Things
Meet Alex.Alex is like anyone, really, he just didn't know.He is an artist, a musician, tried to paint, every one of his friends knows him for his drawings. Meet truck.Truck is like every other truck, and everyone knows what a good truck does. It sends people to a new fantasy world.That or the author is just imagining this whole story and creating things out of his butt. Point being, trucks send people to alternate dimensions. The caveat is that Alex is creative, didn't fit into society like everyone else, but, as he would say, he is 'defective'.When he finally figured it out and was ready to fix his shit he had the most gruesome encounter with Mr. Truck. And now we are here, enjoy it. --- Looking for an editor!!! I'm writing this in an attempt to put a comedic feeling into something many people go trough: finding their place, fitting into society, adjusting to responsibilities and facing their problems. It's not really "WOW, HE MADE SOMETHING NEW!", but is more like "Heh, look at dumb ass doing shit... Oh... Hey, I do that too!" So feel free to read at your own risk. Don't know if it will be sporadic, regular or what. For now, it's a creative spur that needed a valve to release and. Here. We. Are.
8 65 - In Serial33 Chapters
attachment ; haikyuu!!
Completed - Haikyuu!! oneshot collection.
8 61

