Chapter 6: Taking a long shower can be exhausting (Part 2)

LOGAN'S POINT OF VIEW:

I sipped my coffee and read the paper as kids bustled around the kitchen those who were late getting to school and those who just now finished eating. I grumbled about needing to keep an alarm clock with them 24/7 when the kitchen had calmed down. I raised an eyebrow after looking up. "Where's the new girl?" I asked Rogue.

She shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know. Probably still taking a shower."

"What?" I asked, "How long has she been taking one? It's eight o'clock!" I snarled at her. She frowned and gave me a dirty look. I took a deep breath inwards then let it out slowly.

Rogue got out a bowl of cereal to take on the go. "She's been taking one since seven thirty, how would I know?" She grumbled and left. I groaned.

Probably trying to skip out on school? Not on my watch.

I muttered something about girls taking long showers and I listened in on every bathroom after leaving the rest of my breakfast down in the kitchen.

When I heard water still running from one bathroom, I knocked on the door.

"Who is it?" Francesca asked sharply.

I growled, "Why are you still taking a shower?" I demanded.

"Go away!"

"You didn't answer my question!" I snarled at her. "Get out here right now!" I shouted.

"No! I'm perfectly happy taking a shower. Leave me alone!"

"Don't make me break down this door!" I shouted at her.

"Go ahead try! I dare you!" She screamed out at me.

I winced, man, shaking my head, I took a step back and shoved my shoulder into the door.

Wouldn't even budge!

Snarling, I bang my shoulder again, two times before realizing that the door wasn't going to break down at all. "It won't open up!"

"Good! That means that it's doing its job!" She called out from inside.

I gritted my teeth and my claws came out, I tried slicing the door down, split down the center. I growled, "Open up the door, now!"

"No! Just go away!"

"Francesca! Open this door!?"

"No!"

"Why not!?" I shouted and pounded on the door harder.

"Just leave me alone!"

"Francesca!" I snarled. "Let me in, now!"

"No!"

The pounding got louder. "Francesa, it's nine o'clock. We've been at this for over an hour. Just let me in."