We've started our homeschooling, it's been a week a now. Our schedule is every Wednesday and every Friday only. It's still a vacation for me.
" Hey Cassy. Want to go to the mall with me?" I am so bored. I can't even stand up, my bed is hugging me so badly.
" Nah. I'll probably stay here," I don't know if James is here, he's been busy with his band. Having a gig somewhere, you know.
" I gotta go, Cassy," Monty left. I don't know where to go, I don't know what to do. I'm just lying on my bed and staring on the ceiling.
My eyes are about to close when someone rang the doorbell. I reckon it's Monty, maybe she forgot something but if it's Monty, she should have used her keys.
Okay, this is really creepy. I went downstairs to see who it was.
" Hey, Cassy," it's Bradley. How did he know that I live here? " Monty said that you're here. We're at McVey's house but the girls left already. Want to watch us?"
This boy is so damn cute," Sure, then." I invited Bradley inside, I need to take a bath first. Our house is three blocks away from McVey's though.
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We arrived at McVey's crib. Their songs are really great, can't believe that they're the ones who are writing the songs.
Amazing and inspiring guys. I didn't realize that I fell asleep while sitting on the couch. Someone leaned on my shoulders, I can feel it. I don't know who, I didn't bother to open my eyes.
" Cassy... Cassy." I had a hard time opening my eyes. I saw Bradley beside me. " Uhm, what time is it?" I still feel sleepy.
" It's seven in the evening," I was surprised to know the time. " It's okay, Cassy. They're all upstairs, eating dinner. I'm just waiting for you to wake up," he didn't have to do that, this is so embarrassing.
" What?! You didn't need to wait for me, Bradley." " It's okay Cassy," Bradley and I went upstairs to see the gang watching Harry Potter because it's Connor's favorite.
I saw Monty smirking at me, I don't know why. James hugged me so tight when we arrived in the dining room.
" How was your sleep, Cassy?" He's such a sweet guy, I must say," It's fine. Bradley waited for me to wake up though."
" I cooked pasta for you, Cassidy," wow he's a cook. I have a lot of things to know about this guy," Thank you James! How about them? Didn't you cook something for them? It's kinda unfair."
" It's okay Cassy. They're already done, even Bradley." The pasta is really delicious. James is such a great cook. The band walked with us on the way home, said our goodbyes, then they left.
I went straight ahead to my room. " Cassy! You must see your Twitter notifications," the whale has spoken. I took my phone from my bag, and logged-in in Twitter.
There's a notification. I wonder who it was...
@TheVampsJames: My girl is sleeping. You're such a cutie @ck_shaw
He tweeted a photo of him leaning on my shoulders while I was sleeping. So it was him the whole time. I retweeted his tweet, and then Monty replied on James's tweet.
@leivy_montezz: @TheVampsJames @ck_shaw looked cute together.
Why did you do that, Monty?! Their fans will totally hate me. And there it goes again, someone tweeted a photo.
@TheVampsBrad: Selfie with sleeping beauty @ck_shaw
Oh my gosh! Even Bradley took a photo of the both of us. I retweeted it once again. Why are these boys tweeting a photo of me sleeping? What's with me? My phone buzzed again, someone mentioned me on a tweet.
@TheVampsCon: Oi @TheVampsTristan our lads @TheVampsJames & @TheVampsBrad are fighting over @ck_shaw.
What? No one's fighting over me, we're all friends, this must stop. I don't want to have an argument about this.
@ck_shaw: Chill your heads @TheVampsTristan & @TheVampsCon, no one's fighting over me. We're all good @TheVampsBrad @TheVampsJames
Can't believe these boys, I need to sleep right now. I don't want to talk about this. " Twitter is on fire, Cassy!" Oh Monty, not now please," Go away, Monty. Good night."
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FanfictionCassidy is a teenage girl who dreams a lot. She wants to chase her dreams but then tragedy went by. Her parents died when she was ten years old. The only family left is her best friend, Montez Leivy. Will she ever continue to pursue her dreams even...