Natalie bolted upright. Half a second later, Chance also groggily sat up. They were both - it seemed by the way they rushed to pull a blanket over themselves - completely naked under those covers.
My covers.
I was suddenly wide awake.
“What the hell Natalie?” I picked up the clothes off the floor one by one and started throwing the items at them. “Get out of my bed! Or is that the next thing you’re stealing from me? Was it not enough that you won? Do you have to rub it in my face every damn chance you get? What’s next? Huh? What the hell else of mine are you going to take?”
“Ha,” Chance said. “Every chance…it’s funny because my name is Chance.”
Natalie rolled her eyes. I wanted to choke him. I opted for throwing a shoe at his head instead. “Yeah, you’re a joke alright.” I said.
“Woah!” He ducked. “You’re crazy!”
“My god Hazel, it’s almost two in the morning,” Natalie said, seeming to have not heard any of the words I had just said to her. “Can’t you just let us sleep? I believe the couch is open for you.”
I shut my eyes and clenched my fists. “Get. Out.”
“But we were sleeping…” Chance started.
Natalie cut him off. “It’s my house too. You get out!”
“GET. OUT. OF. MY. ROOM. NOW!” I screamed as loudly as I could.
I heard a door down the hall slam and feet pounding towards us. A moment later, my parents entered the room.
“What is all the yelling about?” My mom asked, placing her hands on her hips and stomping her toes.
Natalie and I started yelling at the same time.
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