Eyes (Not final title): Preview

(*NOTE: it'll probably be a very very long time before i finish writing and editing this.)
It was a nice gloomy day. The girl was awakened by the relentless pitter pattering, and she was not happy about that. She opened her eyes to the grayness outside. The day had not even started yet, and she wanted it to be over. “A crappy day to suit my crappy mood,” she thought to herself. She rolled over in the wrong direction and landed on the ground with a thud, as if to prove her point. She mumbled a curse.

“Stella!” The voice made its way upstairs and into her closed bedroom. The girl hated her name. “Are you all right?”

Stella grumbled in response, then realized she couldn't be heard. “Yes, mother!” she screamed, while still laying on the ground.

“Well, get ready soon. We have a big day ahead of us!” The voice left her alone. Stella rolled around on the ground a couple more times, then forced herself up. She made it to the bathroom and went through the motions of getting ready. There was nothing stellar about her right now. Really. Not even after attacking her blue and black hair with a brush and putting makeup on. Maybe it had something to do with her hating the world.

She pulled something on from her closet, destroyed jeans and an old shirt, and trudged downstairs. She wanted it to be clear just how not excited she was for today.

“Jason, wake up.” Jason opened his eyes and looked at the person in front of him through his eyelids.

“Mom?” he asked half-asleep. Then the thought registered. He opened his eyes fully and sat up. “Mom! What are you doing here?”

“Waking you up.” She said this casually, as if she does it everyday. She doesn't. “I was going to have Lulu wake you up, but she thought it would be rude to do so.”

Jason glanced over at Lulu, who was standing just outside the doorway, and the maid looked down.

“Oh,” he said.

His mom waited for him to continue, and when that didn't happen, she straightened up and said, “Well, I'll have Nina make you breakfast, since you're up.” With that, she left and the mousy maid trailed behind her.

Jason didn't want to get up. He wanted to go back to sleep, where he can continue his dream about hot girls. Sleep didn't come. His mom had done a good job of waking him up. 

After Vince went to sleep at 1, he was woken up at 4, when John stumbled home. There had been loud, out of tune singing and then a string of curses after a crash. After the sounds stopped, he drifted back to sleep and woke up some time later.

He sat up from his makeshift bed on the ground. Seeing as his twin size bed took up ninety percent of his room, it was only logical that all of his possessions were dumped on it, and using the floor as a bed instead.

Vince reached under his bed and pulled out his clock. It had somehow rolled under there during the night. He still had two hours until he had to go to one of his jobs. He didn't know how to spend his two hours of free time. Vince could either do his homework or waste the time. He reached under his bed again, and this time pulled out some beer bottles. To his dismay, they were empty.

“Damn,” he said. “And I don't have any money.” He looked into the bottle for any last drop. If his parents were still around, he wouldn't be having this problem. He would be a rich kid without any bad habits. But his uncle wasn't exactly a good influence.

Vince rolled the bottles back under his bed, and took out his calculus. “What a nerd,” he thought. “Doing homework on a Saturday morning.” But he needed good grades to go to college and get out of this house. After attempting four problems, he had an hour left. Enough time for any encounters with John. As it was, John was passed out on the couch. Vince eyed the bottle in his hands and the ones scattered on the ground around him. It'll be a while before Vince's next paycheck.

Time to deliver pizza, then mop up some floors, and then help set up a high school reunion for snobby rich people. His parents went to that one high school, but they won't be there tonight. It would be kind of creepy if they did.