Involuntary Smiling | I

I was sitting at my computer chair, leaning away from my messy desk when he came to my mind again. In frustration, I shouted, "If only I had asked his name!" If only I had. I spun around in my computer chair, my head now hanging off the backside of it. "The ceiling just never looks different. How do my parent's expect me to get inspiration for my art and study in this room?!"

My mother called from downstairs. "Jason! Who are you talking to?"

"No one, mom!"

"I heard you speaking! Do you have a girl up there you're hiding?"

"Of course not, mom." A girl... I sighed. "I'm studying; I was just working on the pronunciation of some words!"

"Oh, that's fine, honey. Would you like some juice? I just bought some apple juice, and it's your favorite brand!"

A mischievous smile rolled onto my face like a carpet. "Yes, thanks mom!" Maybe I could use studying as an excuse...

       My train of thought broke when I realized I was missing Skype Saturday. The singing synthesizer sounds rang and I answered. I turned on the audio, and not the video, so I could spin in my computer chair without boring my friends.

       The conversation continued for awhile and I heard my mom coming up the stairs. I closed my laptop without warning to my friends and ran out my door. "Apple juice!" She handed the cool glass to me and I sipped it. "Thank you, mom," I said reluctantly when she stared at me. "I'll get back to studying, now!"

       I went back in my room and put my apple juice down beside my computer. I heard nothing outside my door. My mom was spying on me. Lovely. Great way to ruin Skype Saturday, woman. I decided to actually open up a book on my desk and get my math homework over with, since opening my computer would reveal what a slacker asian I was, and she would probably hear me if I continued to spin in my computer chair. Eventually, my mother went downstairs and I opened my laptop eagerly. Everyone was offline.

"Dammit." I kept my vision still on an empty wall. "I'm alone."