Did you ever think there were monsters under the bed?
Well, I didn't... but now, I was rethinking it!
I was really about to scream when I felt something creeping at my leg. However, screaming could come when Sky left. I tried to kick it away but in response, Ron nudged me to stop moving. Apparently, if you move too much, the person in the room could feel you.
Nonsense!
"Aaaaahhhhhh!!" I screamed but not too loudly in case Sky could still hear. I twisted my body and surprise surprise, nothing is there.
"Aside from your screaming, since we're in this romantic setting," He started.
"Just a second, how is this romantic?" I asked him.
"Beside the point," He chuckled. "Anyway, as I was saying, you know I'm freaking awesome and all this stuff." I arched my brow even though I doubted he could see it. "I got you an exclusive opportunity to see Cinnamon in person. Awesome, right?"
I wanted to vomit.
Wait, wait, did this mean he like me??
Psh, noo, of course not!
I started creeping from under the bed. "I appreciate this, but I don't like her..." I trailed trying to think of a smart response to get me out of this but my head was freaking damn empty. "Why don't you take any of your friends instead, maybe your girlfriend?"
"Give me a day and you'll change your mind." Huh? "See you tomorrow. Don't let the bed bugs bite you, I'm pretty sure I saw a few under it."
How the bloody hell would I even think about sleep now?!
Tom!
He was the only one who could come up with actually good plans. That was how we used to make trouble as kids. Me doing whatever he said! We never got caught so, I was okay with keeping him as the mastermind.
I tried calling but what did I get in response?
A text.
Saying what?
'Twinkle I AM BUSY NOW'
When did life become so hard? Ugh! I plopped on bed making it bounce. Fun times, fun times! Oh, who was I kidding?! That was a disaster. And a disaster is best dealt with after a good night's sleep.
Waking up was never harder!
But for my good luck, I had a motive... I was going to give Alice the news of her life! I got up, put my war outfit and jogged happily to the pool. The witch said she would spend the day with her minions there.
"Oh! Look who's there. Just the girl I was looking for," I said as I spotted her. If this was a cartoon, I would see flames coming out of her nose and ears. She decided to ignore me. Bad choice. Very. Bad. Choice. "I heard they needed a captain for the cheerleaders and frankly speaking," I stopped enjoying her wide eyes. "You're not getting it so don't even try," I giggled. "Ciao!"
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