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Hi! I'm Knight Hardy here on a mission to ensure that all works on YWS has at least two reviews. You will probably never see this but....Imma do this anyway.
First Impression: Whoops, so here's me diving into a Chapter 4...so sorry if I make any stupid statements because I haven't read the other bits of it. Well this was actually a pretty good chapter. I definitely liked it and I would read more of it if I got the chance to locate more of it.
Anyway let's get right to it,
Jayne woke up the next morning with the mother of all headaches. Her mother had always told her not to drink on an empty stomach. God, she was right. Her brain pounded behind her eyes and the alarm clock sounded like a small truck driving over her pillow.
That sounds like reasonable advice that should have been followed.
She looked at her watch. She had a lecture in just under an hour. If she was honest, the surrealist movement didn’t seem too attractive at this time in the morning. Definitely not as attractive as an extra hour in bed nursing her sore head.
Well...that is a difficult decision to make.
Jayne breathed in deeply. Daniel’s incessant chirpiness wasn’t really welcome this morning, and neither was a coffee.
“No thanks,” Jayne replied. “Any chance you can get me a glass of water?”
Poor guy just trying to help out...
She dragged the duvet aside and stood up. God, she felt unwell. And it wasn’t just the drink. She hadn’t eaten anything since lunchtime yesterday, and a raging hunger was brewing in her stomach. She felt a bit faint, but she probably just needed some water. That would sort it all out.
Yikes that is a bad situation to be in.
“A bit tender this morning?” Daniel smiled that irritating smile that reminded Jayne so much of her own mother. That unmistakable “I see you’ve learned your lesson” smile.
Okay I take that back...dude isn't quite as nice as I thought.
“Toast?” Daniel handed her a plate with a slice of black toast spread shoddily with butter. Christ, Daniel was an awful cook. It was just as well she wasn’t in the mood for eating. She’d have to take it though. She didn’t think her body would be able to function if she didn’t eat something soon.
You definitely need to eat something Jayne.
She bit down into the toast. It was crunchy, heavy and tasted of charcoal. It tasted bad, but Jayne savoured the tiny mouthful as she chewed it. She could have devoured the whole slice there and then. God, what she wouldn’t give to be able to sate the constant hunger in her stomach. But she couldn’t. She would never get a boyfriend looking like she did now, she would never get anywhere in life looking like she did now. She’d always just be the one with the ginger hair and the funny Northern accent.
Well that sounds like a pretty low opinion to have of oneself right there.
She stood up and walked back to the kitchen, dropping the remaining toast in her bedroom bin on the way. The empty plate would keep the likes of Daniel and Jess happy without too many suspicions. Unless they looked in Jayne’s bin. Then it’d be a bit more complicated. She had no idea how she would go about explaining why the best part of a week’s worth of food was hiding in the corner of her bedroom.
Well now that is just wasteful...not a great plan to hide food either.
As soon as he saw what was inside, she made a vow to never take that responsibility again. Any further post addressed to the flat as a whole would have to go the same way as the letter from the bank.
Gosh, well that's not great...
Despite what she said, she couldn’t believe it was that time again already. But the invitation in her hands was proof that it was indeed time to prepare for the spectacle that was the May Ball.
Well...we have a ball in the situation now.
She could have shredded the invitation, kidnapped Daniel and kept him hidden in the washing machine till June. Then she would never have to go to the ball. Jess and Elliot would never know it was going ahead this year. But she doubted that Jess would wait till June to realise that her brother was missing and the washing machine was out of bounds. No, she would have to face this thing. There was no choice now Daniel had seen the invite.
That plan sounds like it would make a great action comedy, I almost want to see a story on that now.
“Yeah, it was great,” Jayne replied. “Until Jess slapped Sue Greener. And Elliot picked a fight with the DJ because he wouldn’t play Michael Jackson. Up until then, it was great.”
Points for sarcasm.
She smiled overly sweetly and took the invitation with her back to the lounge. Despite what Daniel and the majority of the college thought, the May Ball was really just an excuse for everybody to show off the dance moves and fake tans they’d spent the last twelve months perfecting. There was nothing elegant or traditional about it. It was just a glorified birthday party with ball gowns. People still got drunk and picked fights. People still made a fool of themselves by looking or acting ridiculous. People still did anything to make sure they looked better than their supposed best friend. Where was the elegance in that?
Well that ....is unfortunate...but also true.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
Overall: Overall it was a pretty good chapter, the characters seem pretty believable and it looks like its going to be pretty good going forward. I just may look for more parts of it somewhere down the line.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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