Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Getting Ready

Kelley blearily came into consciousness at the incessant yearning of her alarm clock. Again? She asked herself, I have to get up and do all this crap again? As she tossed the comforter to the side of the bed, she reached for the glass of water at her bedside table. She took a long drink from the glass, set it back down, and blacked out immediately.

When Kelley came to, she was frantically looked around to see where she was, realizing that her drink had been drugged. Once she found out that she was still in her room, and nothing had even been touched, she was a bit puzzled. Who would go through the trouble of drugging my water, and not even do anything? I mean, thank God they didn’t, but is something wrong with me? Was I too ugly to rape? Omg, I’m going to kill whoever drugged me and didn’t rape me! Musing about the possibilities of people who would have known her, and then drugged her, she got dressed. Wait, she thought, I didn’t shower. Need to do that first. So she undressed again, and showered. She almost forgot about blacking out, until she walked back into her bedroom and saw the glass on the floor, where it had fallen out of her hands. She shrugged, got dressed anyway, and went outside to kick the neighbor’s guard guinea pig. That thing’s horrendous squeaking had kept her up for at least 3 hours last night. She had asked Mr. Joberto last week why he needed to keep a guinea pig chained to a tree outside, seeing as it wasn’t a guard dog or anything, and he simply smiled, patted her on the head, and told her she couldn’t understand the guinea pig spirit until she had one of her own. In a way, he was right. She didn’t understand at all. It took the kicking like a champ, though, and she felt all the better for it. If the day was going to start off like this for her, why shouldn’t it start off like this for the damned midget piglet thing? Her friends thought it was the cutest thing in the whole world, but it didn’t keep them up at night. Now smiling, Kelley made her way to Starbucks, so she could really wake up.

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