I was home alone, with nothing to do on this weekend. I had finished my chores, so i just sat around in the living room flipping television channels. My weekends were always this boring, i had not gone out much because i had no one to go out with. Weekends were always like this at my house, pretty boring. Well, i could always go back to bed. As i got up to put my cup in the sink, i walked past the piano in my house that hadn't been touched since Aiden had died. "What a waste..." Slamming down my cup on the coffee table i walked to the kitchen to prepare some lunch for myself.
The doorbell began to ring, and i stopped cooking for a couple seconds. Who could it be on a weekend? I put down the big spoon, and cleaned off my hands with the rag. Stepping towards the door, i pulled open the door slightly to see who was there. "Yo!" It was the boy from school, he was back into my life AGAIN! "What? What are you doing here? And how did you find my house?!" He sighed like it was nothing as he stretched. "I asked the teacher for your address since you wouldn't cooperate." "Well, i'm still not going to cooperate, I am taking the zero. Now, go away!" I began to close the door, getting ready to slam it. But, the door stopped midday, he had put his foot in between the door. "Not so fast." He simply stated. "Just because you want a zero doesn't mean i am going to get a zero on the project as well." "What?" I looked at him with a look of boredom. "If you don't do it with me, i will get a zero. So, we are doing this project whether you like it or not."
I gave a simple irritated look thinking of a way to get rid of him. I simply had no choice, i let go off the door allowing him to walk in. He stepped in with a smirk of defeat looking around my home. "Just set your bag right here." I kicked the spot where he was supposed to put his bag. Walking through my house, i looked at him with my arms crossed. He was wowing at a lot of things in my home, as if he was walking into the unknown. He turned around toward me, giving a smile. Aiden! His face was back once more! I almost corrupted in front of him, but i turned my back quickly. "Hey, are you ok?" He questioned, i could feel him getting closer. "Yeah, just get the stuff we need and sit at the table in the-" I looked around, he had dissappeared suddenly. I walked to the living room, looking around for him. "Woah!" I heard his voice, and then i saw him at the piano. 'Nice piano, do you play at home as well? He lifted up the cover, and i looked at him eyes wide. Quickly turning my back to him, i crossed my arms fixing my hair. "Not anymore, come on, we need to get started on this assignment."
He had explained to me the assignment, and i understood it perfectly. I used to be a bookworm, so school assignments weren't that hard for me. An hour had already passed since we started the assignment, i had brought some lunch for both of us moving the assignment aside. "So, i have a question." I looked up at him, continuing to eat my food. "You say you don't play the piano, but you were playing the other day. How come you won't play in front of me?" I stopped my motion suddenly, putting down the fork suddenly. "That wasn't me playing, that was a recording..." I tried to make up an excuse, i didn't want to socialize with him.
"Besides, i don't have to tell anything to the likes of you. Your just a stranger to me, so don't talk to me." I simply began to eat, looking down at my plate with a simple look. "Oh, that's right." I looked at him with a tired look, i didn't want him talking anymore. "My name is Lucas." "Is that right? Good for you." I played it off with a simple look, like as if i didn't care. "Your names Katherine right? I like that, sounds like Kat." I dropped my fork on the ground, i was frozen for a second. I looked up at him, not this again. I am seeing Aiden again! Why am i suffering so much?! "A-aiden?...? "You keep calling me that, but who is that?" Snapping myself out of it, i picked up my fork and went to wash it. "Kat, who is that?" "No one...and stop calling me that." I went to sit back down and continue to eat.
"Kat, who is Aiden?" I Had enough! I got up , slamming my hands on the table. "Aiden is no one, okay?! And stop calling me kat! I didn't give you permission to call me kat!" I clenched my hands against the side of the table, i was not liking this boy one bit. "Well, i better get going, but before i do i'm going to use your bathroom."
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As i walked up her stairs looking for the bathroom, i wondered what that was about. Whenever the name Aiden popped up, it made her so dis-frontal. Maybe it was the name of her ex or something? It surely sounded like a boys name. I reached the end of the hallway, maybe this was the bathroom? Opening the door, i walked in turning on the light. I shut the door behind me, and then i realized this wasn't the bathroom. This was a bedroom, and it looked like Kat's bedroom. I saw the closet being overpilled with some stuff, it was keeping the closet from closing. I even saw a box in the side of the room with the letters A + K sticking out of them as if they were wall decorations. This bedroom looked like half of it stuff was packed up, like she demolished everything that was important to her.
Walking around, i saw many things that peeked my speculations and questions about her, but what was going on. So Dazed by everything in here, i backed up into the closet without knowing. And then boxes and alot of things came crashing out. Posters, decorations, pictures, you name it. "What are you doing in my bedroom?!" I heard her voice, it was kat. I looked toward the door, "Oh, i came in here on accident looking for the bathroom,Then i accidentally knocked some stuff down." I began to help pick it up, and she quickly ran over shoving stuff in a box as if she wanted no one to see them. I looked at the stuff on the floor, and i saw a picture of her and some boy on the floor. Swiftly, i grabbed it, shoving it into my pocket.
"Hey." I said simply as i picked up what looked like music sheet music and a application to Julliard. I a;so found a picture of her playing piano happily. "Is all this stuff yours?" She looked up at me, and grabbed everything quickly. She threw them in to the box, shoving the box back into the closet. Then she picked everything else up, throwing them onto the shelf in the closet. "If you didn't know where the bathroom was you should've asked me..." I looked down at her hands, and i saw them in fist and she was shaking slightly. "Well, where is it? So i can get home faster." "The door to the right..." She simply said as i walked out the room.
What was wrong with her? Something fishy was definitely going on.
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