I'm a Cheerleader novel Chapter 6

Vincent's POV

The whole rest of the morning I would have the house alone. When I woke up I found a note on the refrigerator.

Hello Honey, your father is looking for a job again and I have work today. Also, I will have a meeting later so I won't be home till early in the morning. Your dad should be back later tonight. Be good, love you.

I sighed and looked around the house. I just woke up so I still felt a bit limp. I yawned and stretched. I went back to my room and went back to sleep. Well, I tried, once I closed my eyes my phone started ringing. I groaned as I answered it.

"Hello," I say and yawn.

"Were you sleeping?" a voice asked.

"Yes, who's this?" I asked while willing my eyes.

"It's Sammi- Samuel," he said, correcting himself quickly.

I smile sheepishly. "I see you like the nickname," I say.

"Whatever, what are you doing today?" he asked.

"I have a date today, remember?" I say rolling in the covers on my bed.

"Oh...yeah," he said, sounding disappointed.

"Well, I won't see him till seven so you can come over I guess," I say as my eyes start closing.

"Really?! I mean well do your parents mind and you do have a date-" he starts to ramble but I cut him off.

"Just come," I say and hang up.

I yawn as I text and send my address. Next thing I know I'm asleep. I hear ding-donging then knocking. Then the knocking turned to banging. I hear my phone ringing. It all stops and I hear a knock at my window. This house has no stairs so I could climb out my window and step on to the ground. I groan and open the window. My vision is blurry.

"You tell me to come over and you sleep and forget!" a voice said.

I could sorta see a figure. I was way too sleepy for this. "Who are you and what do you want?" I ask sheepishly.

"Vincent let me in." the voice said. I get in the figure's face to see better and it jumps back. "Wha-What are you doing?" the voice asked.

My vision becomes a bit clearer. I see a red face and the figure is male. I squint my eyes.

"Oh, Sammie," I say now that I can see.

"Took you long enough," he said, rolling his eyes, then walking away to the door I assumed.

I walk to the door and unlock it. He comes in like it's his house. "Rude," I say as he walks past me. He stuck his tongue out, then turned away from me.

I still didn't shower or fix my hair and I realized I was still shirtless in boxers. I didn't notice until Sammie kept on staring at me flushed. I went and took a shower. I found a shirt and some sweats. I brushed my teeth. I left my hair the way it was because I forgot. I went into the living room but he wasn't there.

"Your room is dirty," he said and I ran straight to my room.

I glared at him. "It's not that bad," I say flopping down on my bed next to him.

We decided to play New Super Mario Bros on the Wii. Yeah, old game but I like it and the Wii U can wait.

"Hey don't throw me into the lava!" Sammie yelled.

I smirked and picked him up and did it again. He almost threw the Wii remote.

"Mad or nah?" I asked and he rolled his eyes.

He comes back in a bubble but I ignore him.

"Vincent let me out," he said trying to keep calm.

"No, I don't think I will," I said running farther away from his bubble.

"Vincent!" he yelled, making me jump and I jumped in the game, into the lava.

"Look what you did!" I yelled and he grinned.

"Karma's like a rubber band," he said playing with the one he found. "It can stretch so far..." he said, stretching it. "Before it comes back and smacks you in the face," he said and the rubber band hit my face and fell in my lap.

I looked up at him and glared. He only smiled.

"That's when I want to be there and laugh at your face," he said as we started the level again.

"I hope karma slaps you in your face before I do then," I say starting the game and staying far away from him.

He only laughs and chases after me. After playing, we went into the kitchen for some snacks. It was about four-thirty now.

"What is your parents up to?" I ask before drinking the can of sprite.

"My mom is at work," he said, opening his orange soda.

"And your dad?" I asked, placing my can down.

"I don't know," he said.

I looked at him and said no more. We turned on the TV but there was nothing good on.

"I got an idea," Sammie said standing up then he left the couch and went into the kitchen. He came back with peanut butter.

"What is that for?" I ask with an eyebrow up.

"A game," he said walking closer.

"What kind of game?" I asked unsurely.

"You'll see," he said flopping down on the couch. "Okay so this is how it goes, every lie you tell you put peanut butter in your mouth and keep it in there until the other person lies," he said opening the peanut butter. "We'll take turns asking questions," he said.