《Little Rebel》Chapter 9
Advertisement
I can't believe Kian found my pills. I mean, I know he was going to find out eventually, but I really didn't want him too.
I wanted to be responsible for once and remember to take them by myself. Now I'm going to have all the guys reminding me like ten million times a day.
I laid down on my bed and put my headphones in and blasted You and Your Friends by Wiz Khalifa. I grabbed my sharpie and started drawing on my arms.
I drew a small infinity sign on my wrist that I wanted to get as a tattoo in the near future. I also drew the bass and treble clef heart on my forearm. Next to the heart was a flower.
Kian walked into my room.
I yanked my headphones out of my ears. "Hey, Kian. There's this thing called knocking, you should try it sometime."
"I did knock, you didn't answer." He said, sitting next to me on the bed.
"Oh," I shrugged. I continued drawing on my arm while Kian stared at me.
"So, I came for a reason." Kian said slowly after an awkward silence.
"Kay," I said, looking at him with my sharpie in my hand hovering over my arm.
"I came in here to talk to you." He told me.
"Alright, talk." I said, capping my pen and sitting up.
Kian took a deep breath and let it out slowly.
"Why did you freak out about the pills?" He finally asked.
"Because," I sighed. "I didn't want you guys to know."
"Why not?" Kian asked, getting comfortable on my bed.
"I didn't want to be known as a freak like I was back home." I confessed, looking down at my drawing-covered arm.
Advertisement
"Jordyn, your not a freak. Just...hyper." He struggled.
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
"Its getting late. You should probably get some sleep." Kian sighed.
I looked at him weird.
"Some friends are coming over tomorrow to film some videos, you won't be able to sleep much when they show up." He told me.
"Alright," I said.
"Goodnight Jordyn." He said.
"Night Kian." I said, giving him a half, closed-mouth smile.
He did the same to me and left my room, closing the door behind him.
I sighed and put my headphones in, turning on Hookah by Tyga. I turned off my light and put my glasses in their case, then turned the volume up.
Closing my eyes, I slowly fell asleep.
@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
I woke up the next morning to screaming.
"Kian, give me back my bacon!!!"
"Shut the fuck up, my sister is sleeping!!!" Kian yelled just as loud.
"I'll shut up as soon as you give me my bacon!"
"I want bacon!" I think Connor screamed.
"Well that's too bad, because Kian's eating all of it!!!" A voice I've never heard screamed again.
I groaned and sat up. I rubbed my eyes and put on my glasses. I looked at the clock, 8:30 in the morning!
I didn't bother changing or brushing my hair, I just put it up in a messy bun and stomped downstairs, still in my batman onesie.
It suddenly went quiet and someone said, "Uh, oh."
I walked into the kitchen glaring at everything.
"Morning, Jordyn." Kian said happily. "Want some breakfast."
I didn't say anything, I just turned my glare to him and he took step back.
"No, ok." He said.
I turned and stormed into the living room.
Advertisement
I plopped myself down on the couch and went on Netflix, turning on Pretty Little Liars.
I pulled my feet under me and held a pillow to my chest, trying not to fall asleep.
Since I was tired and had nothing else to do other than watch tv, I fell back to sleep.
"OMG, WHO IS WATCHING PRETTY LITTLE LIARS WITHOUT ME?!"
I jerked awake to see Ricky do a running jump into the ouch next to me.
"Ricky," I groaned. I rubbed my eyes and made sure I didn't break my glasses sleeping on them.
"You look cute." Ricky said, poking my glasses.
"I'm sure I look like a potato." I said, covering my face with a pillow.
"No you don't." A new voice said.
I lifted my head and saw a boy with brown hair to short to quiff, but that didn't stop him, and brown eyes. And can I just say damn, that jawline doe. He had a black t-shirt on with maroon sleeves and some jeans.
"Hey Cameron." Ricky said, turning back to the tv.
Cameron took a seat on the couch next to me, a little to close.
I scooted away from him. "Hi," I said nervously.
"Hello." He said, staring at me.
I faced the tv, and tried to watch PLL, but Cameron was staring at me the entire time making it hard. Pretty soon the rest of O2L and a few other people joined us.
"Oh, hi." A pretty brunette said, once she saw me.
I waved and tried to bury myself into the couch.
"Oh yeah. Guys, this is my sister Jordyn." Kian finally said. "Jordyn, this is Nash, Jenn, and my girlfriend Andrea."
They all said hi and I just waved.
"And it looks like you already know Cameron." Sam said, winking at me.
I rolled my eyes and discreetly flipped him off.
Everyone turned their attention away from me and started talking about their own thing.
"So what are we doing for our videos?" Nash asked Kian, Jc, and Cameron.
I guess they're friends are Youtubers too. Great.
I tuned everyone out once I found out they were all talking about videos they're doing together.
My leg started bouncing and I was practising the cords for All of Me on the air.
"You ok?" I turned to see Jenn staring at me.
"Yup," I said.
"You seem...I don't know. Jumpy." She said.
"Oh, Jordyn. Did you take your meds?" Kian asked, suddenly remembering. Jenn's question probably reminding him.
I grit my teeth and shook my head slowly.
"I put them on top of the fridge." Kian told me.
I nodded and got up, making my way into the kitchen, feeling everyone's eyes on me.
I grabbed my meds from on top of the fridge and opened them, grabbing my two pills. I threw open the cupboard, grabbed a glass, and slammed it shut. I filled the glass with water from the sink and took my meds.
I almost threw the cup in the sink, but remember that it was glass. So I put it down harshly then stomped upstairs, not looking at anyone still in the living room.
••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••
Wassup guys. This week has gone by super slow, so I felt like i needed to update already.
Follow me on twitter @CartahftCaniff, you can watch me try to get Taylor to follow me.
Vote and comment if you liked this chapter.
Boo bye hoes and whores. Stay cloudy :)
Advertisement
- In Serial60 Chapters
Black Wind, White Lotus
In this world, there are haves and have nots. The former are pureblooded humans, some of whom are capable of manipulating qi, the mysterious energy that flows through every living creature, to miraculous results that defy the laws of nature and physics. Wen Feili was one such cultivator. However, she allied with the have nots- the anthropomorphic hybrids incapable of channeling qi-and dabbled in forbidden demonic arts, seeking to change the very composition of reality. This did not end well for her, and she was consumed by her own flames. A decade later, far in the northwestern mountains, her daughter Wen Fengli is working as a lowly servant of the minor Shuangshan sect. In between sweeping the floor and avoiding bullies, she secretly trains with a wooden sword, hoping to become a warrior cultivator at some point in the future. However, since she's part-human, part-wolf, it's just a pipe dream. ....or so she bitterly thought. However, one day a mysterious amulet that belonged to her mother falls into her hands. A deranged old master, a terrible conspiracy, a mysterious past? None of that matters to tomboyish wolfgirl, who only seeks to become stronger. She embarks on a journey of adventure and self-discovery, towards the mysterious southern lands where pure demi-humans are said to live...as spectre of war once again envelops the world of man. This is a Chinese-themed fantasy story set in a fictional world. You can classify it as xianxia, if you wish, but it's a rather low fantasy variant; the heavenly realm is silent, no one reached immortality in generations, and magical artifacts of old are locked away and feared. Magical beasts and spirits have been driven to the corners of civilisation, and "ordinary" abilities such as flying or controlling swords through telekinesis are considered spectacular feats. The main plot of this book revolves around a kemonomimi girl who seeks power, no matter the cost. This story also features multiple character pov, and will not always follow the perspective of the mc- there are two major plotlines, one connected to conspiracy and war ongoing in the political background of the presented world, and the other focusing on the main character's physical and metaphorical journey. The cover image was drawn by minyaxj, per my request, on a commercial license.
8 97 - In Serial28 Chapters
The Lay of the Black Doors
Nikha von Kranssov awakens one sunny morning to find that things have gone all wrong: Her maid has been murdered, her father is missing, and her house, Eldergrave Manor, is far larger and less familiar than it should be. She decides to grab her trusty rifle and set out into a home made strange and sinister, determined to find her father and confront whoever is responsible. The Lay of the Black Doors is a horror/adventure story that takes place in a secondary world. It is mainly inspired by the Cthulhu Mythos, Amnesia: The Dark Descent, China Miéville’s Bas-Lag books, M.T. Anderson’s The Game of Sunken Places, and Shea and Wilson’s The Illuminatus! Trilogy. Be warned that the story involves frightening situations and occasional dark themes, as well as some violence and gore. Weekly updates. No longer on hiatus! The cover image is not mine. It is "The Drawbridge," a 1761 engraving by Giovanni Battista Piranesi.
8 99 - In Serial42 Chapters
Dark Of The Sun
Jordan, the last living Sorceress of Bal’Talanor blood, has come of age at last. She is the rightful Heir, but she has grown up on Earth, unmindful of her identity. She has never heard of the world of Andoherra, nor of World Queens, and, to her, magic is nothing but a parlour trick. When she accidentally finds her way back to her homeland, she discovers her true nature, her awakening power – and the flamboyant Fire Queen who stands between her and her destiny. Calyx is a deadly Sorceress bound by duty to protect Jordan. She will stop at nothing to restore the heir to the throne and slay all those who stand in the way. This should be an easy task – well within the capabilities of her immense magic – but there are three things she didn’t bargain for: losing Jordan, a vengeful dragon, and the small problem of feelings for her mortal enemy, Nerys. Most frustrating of all, she doesn’t have long to debate which issue is the more pressing concern. The starving world of Andoherra is sliding toward total self-destruction, and all the magic in existence doesn't appear to be able to make a damned thread of difference.
8 140 - In Serial52 Chapters
The Man Who Walked in the Dark
Just because it can be found, doesn't mean it should. All things found, all things fixed. Jude Demarco was the best private detective Nicodemia Station had ever ignored. Detective, handyman, medic. He was a bulldog who tracked down every lead and wouldn't let go until the bloody truth died dripping in his jaws. Even if someone got hurt. Even if someone got killed. You lost it? He can find it. When a collector arrives in a private cruiser from Earth looking for a stolen painting, Demarco has to decide if a few dimes are worth dealing with the worst of the worst in Nicodemia Station. It'll pit him against crime lords, government bureaucrats, and, even worse, the Catholic Church. If there's anything folks get too passionate about, it's art and religion. No sane person would take a job that mixed the two. Then again, sometimes a person just gets desperate.
8 123 - In Serial7 Chapters
The Ultimate Human
Davis whose ship was caught in a storm finds himself imprisoned on an island with an old Demon. Striking a deal with the Demon, he acquires the Phoenix Bloodline and gains strength that's greater than the Demon himself. With more strength than he knew what to do with, follow Davis as he manages to leave the island on a quest unseal the Demon/master he left behind on the Island.
8 151 - In Serial8 Chapters
Realm of Noria [LitRPG series. Book 2. The Life]
You're a slave and an assassin on a short leash. You need to complete the last task to break the shackles. Freedom's so close and so far at the same time. If only you knew what consequences would wait for you ahead...
8 62

