Staring down at the large green book below me on the floor, I shifted my foot a bit so it didn't fall asleep, I jotted down a few notes
"Bridge, your father is here!" called a woman's voice from down the stairs.
"Thank you!" I called down. "I'll be down in a moment!"
I grabbed the US history book in from of me and closed it, moving to grab my backpack and shove it inside. I turned my gaze from my backpack to the boy who was lying on his bed with a frown.
"Oh Nick, don't give me that look." I frowned back as I stood with my backpack. I gave a heavy sigh as his frown deepened into a pout.
"Hey Bee." Joe poked his head through Nick's slightly ajar door into the room. "Your dad is like, beeping the horn outside."
I shook my head and tossed my bag over my shoulder after zipping it up. "Thanks Joe."
He nodded and gave me a goofy smile before sticking his tongue out and disappearing from the doorway.
"I'm never going to get this done myself, you know." Nick sat up shutting the book that was lying upon his pillow.
"Yeah, yeah." I laughed shortly. "I know, I know."
I leaned forward and poked Nick in the head. "I'll stop by tomorrow okay?"
Nick let out a huff and nodded in defeat. "Fine, okay, just make sure you stop by."
"Yes pushy pants." I stuck my tongue out at him before leaving the bedroom and descending the stairs. As I entered the living room, Mrs. Jonas poked her head out from the dinning room. She smiled as she moved the rest of her body into the room, opening her arms to give me a hug. I returned the smile as she hugged me, returning the comforting embrace.
"Oh." She squeezed me harder. "I never get tired of having you here Bridge, you are such a delight to have in our household."
"Thank you Mrs. J." I smiled as she let go of me, letting me walk to the door before she spoke again. "You coming back soon?"
"Yeah, tomorrow, if that is alright with you." She nodded, giving me a gesture to go before I got into trouble as we heard another Honk of my dad's 1974 red and white Ford pick-up truck.
"We'll see you tomorrow hun."
I smiled and gave a small wave before I opened the front door to the house and walked out, closing it behind me. My dad unlocked the passenger door from his seat, giving me a look as I opened it, putting my backpack in the back of the truck.
"Finally." He motioned for me to get in. "Took you long enough."
"Sorry." I moved to get in the truck, taking my cell phone out of my pocket before I sat down. I shut the door as my dad backed out of the driveway and put the truck back into DRIVE and heading down the street.
"Did you get you're homework done?" he asked after a few minutes.
"Well, some of it, I still have two more chapters to finish." I replied.
"How many did you get done?"
"Um, four I believe." He nodded. "Nick only got two, I would have finished probably, but I can do it before I go to bed, its only 6:45 after all."
"Nick only finished 2 chapters?" my dad asked in disbelief. "Is he stupid?"
"DAD!"
"What!" he asked in defense. "I was just asking! Gees!"
I gave him a frown as we slowed down to a stop behind a red jeep.
"He isn't stupid, dad, he's just having some stress issues lately."
"Like what, puberty?" He laughed, and then it faded when he looked at my not so thrilled expression. "What? I thought it was funny…"
Rolling my eyes when he wasn't looking I let out a huff in my laugh and leaned back as we started to move again and turned down the next street to head home. We sat in silence the rest of the way, the noise of only the engine running and the wind passing around the truck.
"Okay we are here." Dad said as we pulled into our driveway. "Because we are not, all there."
I paused a moment in my motion to open the passenger door to look at him, and I shook my head laughing. "You are such a dork."
"I am NOT, a whale's private part." He stated defensively, but I could tell in the tone of his voice he was joking. Well, it was in a joking manner anyway. I hopped out of the truck and shut the door, leaning over the side of the truck bed to grab my backpack.
"Did you eat?"
I shook my head as we walked to the front door of our house, my dad shifting through his mangles collection of keys, which half of them I had no idea what they went to, and I was guessing he didn't either seeing as he couldn't even find a key to match half of the things that had keyholes around here. Finally he stuck a key in the lock and turned it.
"Huh…" he muttered to himself as he opened the door and walked in. I followed, heading for the stairs.
"I'm going to go finish my homework before bed, dad." I called from the stairs after him, while he walked into his office down the hall.
"Wait, what about food?" he called back as he poked his head out of his office door.
"I'm good, I had a muffin this morning." I called back. "What about you?"
"I ate yesterday what do I need food for?" he said jokingly.
"Ha ha." I laughed jokingly. "So does that mean you aren't hungry?"
"Not really, I'm good. Go ahead and do your homework, in bed by 10:30 though!"
"OKAY! Goodnight dad!"
"Goodnight Bridge."
I trotted up the stairs and crossed down the hall into my room, setting my bag beside my desk on the floor, and my cell phone on the desk next to the monitor. History homework wasn't all that bad to me; it was the math that got me in a struggle. I unzipped my backpack and yanked out the heavy 'Green Square' that was my US History book and tossed it on my bed, along with my notes and chapter tests that we did at the end of every chapter. Grabbing a ballpoint pen from the small holding jar next to my monitor on the opposite side of the cell phone and walked over to my bed, plopping onto it.
"World war II, Nazi's who killed Jews thinking Hitler was the greatest guy ever because he found someone to blame for the things that had gone on, yadda yadda." I sighed and began to write my short essay for the end of the chapter I had just finished. When I began to work on the last chapter I heard my computer ding, and I furrowed my brow, setting the pen down between the pages of the US history book and got off the bed to go sit in my computer chair. My long dark Auburn hair was slipping from the messy bunch of strands that was my hair, held together by my blue hair tie, as I turned on my monitor. There was an alert on my screen, centered in the middle atop my Christmas background image.
NEW
MESSAGE
From: NickJ15
ACCEPT?
"Yes." I said aloud as I clicked the accept button, waiting for the window to pop up.
MESSAGE TO Bridgeface from NickJ15 at 7:39pm
NickJ15: Hey
Bridgeface: Hey Nick
NickJ15: What are you doing?
Bridgeface: I just started the last chapter of my homework what about you?
NickJ15: Just got done with dinner, Frankie wanted me to watch the lion king 1 ½ with him again but I didn't feel like it, thankfully Joe was more ecstatic about watching it, so he's downstairs watching it with him.
Bridgeface: lol that's funny. So what's up?
NickJ15: Nothing, I just don't feel like being alone right now.
Bridgeface: What's wrong?
NickJ15: Nothing…
Bridgeface: Liar /
NickJ15: Am not! … Fine, whatever, I'm just lonely.
Bridgeface: Why are you lonely?
NickJ15: I just have this feeling that I'm going to be alone the rest of my life.
Bridgeface: Are you serious? Nick! You won't be alone the rest of your life, trust me there has to be someone who loves that wild curly mess atop your head you call hair.
NickJ15: lol thanks, that's very comforting. :0P
Nick J15: Don't you ever think about the future? Like who you wanna be, or what you are gunna do the rest of your life?
Bridgeface: and why can't you talk to Kevin or Joe about this?
NickJ15: Because their busy right now…
Bridgeface: What are they doing? Besides Joe and Frankie watching the LK.
NickJ15: Well Kevin is just busy.
Bridgeface: With what?
NickJ15: I think he's in the basement, playing guitar.
Bridgeface: Oh, okay, so that leaves out talking to him then, well hey, I shouldn't complain. I like talking to you anyway.
NickJ15: Thanks; I like talking to you too .
NickJ15: You are still coming over tomorrow right?
Bridgeface: Well I was thinking I would go join a biker gang and see how long I last.
NickJ15: BEE!
Bridgeface: I'm kidding!!!!! Of course I'm still coming over tomorrow, don't get your boxers in a bunch.
NickJ15: What about bunching my boxers?
Bridgeface: Haha, funny. P
"Hey Nick." Nick turned to look at Joe who was standing in his doorway. "I just put Frankie to bed, you wanna finish the Lion King 1 ½ with me?"
He almost said no, but the he probably needed to get his mind off of stuff and he turned back to the monitor screen before looking at Joe.
"Yeah, sure, just give me a sec okay?"
"Sure thing." Joe smiled and left to go back down stairs.
NickJ15: Hey Bee, Joe wants me to finish watching the LK with him, Frankie fell asleep and he put him in bed so I'm going to go finish it with Joe.
Bridgeface: Sure thing! I'll talk to you tomorrow!
NickJ15: ok! Ttyl! Thanks for listening to me.
Bridgeface: lol, anytime Nick-o, Anytime.
NickJ15 Has Ended the conversation, NickJ15 has signed off
Nick signed off and turned his monitor off and went down stairs to finish watching to movie with his second oldest brother.
I turned off my monitor and went back to my bed, finishing my homework within the course of the next hour in a half. By the time I finished it was around 9:15 or so and I placed my US history book on the floor next to my bed along with the paperwork and got out of the bed. With a semi-tired effort I walked over to my closet and pulled out a t-shirt and pulled a pair of plaid pajama pants from the dresser, pulling them on; my hair was such a mess I finally grabbed my brush and pulled the tie from it's hold on my hair, brushing through the knots until I was satisfied enough to re-bun and tie it back up.
"Goodnight Daddy!" I called from my door.
"Goodnight!" I heard him call back and I re shut my door and climbed back in my bed, it took me a while, but I finally fell asleep.