"Oh yea, could you throw me a shirt?" she asked, not budging an inch.
"Lazy ass," I mumbled under my breath grabbing the first shirt my hand touched from the closet and threw it over to her.
Taking off her midnight blue dress and threw it on the floor before pulling the long clay colored t-shirt over her head, messing up her milk chocolate like curly locks that fell out of her ponytail, and down her shoulders, around her round coffee brown face.
Clutching onto my favorite pretty pink princess pillow, she rolled onto her side with her back facing me. She looked like a cute little baby the way she was laying.
Sitting on the bed next to her, I looked at her face. I could tell she was asleep already because her breathing was heavy and even. She looked so peaceful when she was sleeping. She was sleeping like the perfect little angel that she wasn't.
Leaning over her, I grabbed my pillow and snatched it from under her head, trying to be like Houdini and not mess up the way she was laying, like he did with the dishes and the table cloth. Okay I knew it wouldn't work like that because she was holding onto the pillow, but that's my favorite pillow and I wanted it. Her body popped up, her eyes grew wide, and she yelled, "I didn't do it!"
I hurried and lay beside her after I snatched my pillow so that she would think I was asleep, clutching onto my pillow for dear life. My eyes were closed and I tried to make my breathing sound like hers when she was asleep and I wasn't sure if I was doing it right.
"I know you're not sleep," she said yawning and tapping my shoulder. I didn't move, because maybe she didn't really know I was awake. "Amaria, you don't even breathe like that when you're sleep. You snore," she said and it almost sounded believable but I was not moving. "If you don't move," she yawned, "I'm going to put my feet in your face."
Not buying it, I stayed completely still. Then I felt her behind me shuffling on the bed. "I'm really going to do it," she said. You wouldn't dare, I said back in my head. I felt her body leaning over my head.
Then something touched my face and my eyes popped open. I tried to move away from the toe as fast as I could, screaming like a maniac. I can't believe she would put her foot in my face. AND touch my face with her toe! That is so disgusting!
Jumping out of bed, I turned to see that she was still laying down the same way she was at first, only turned toward with a number two pencil in her hand. She looked at me sleepily, "I was too lazy to really put my feet in your face," she yawned again, "So I just grabbed your pencil off the desk and poked your face. Plus you would have killed me if that was really my toe," she added.
Still holding onto my cushiony pillow, I snatched my pretty pink princess cover off of the bed and turned around. "I'm sleeping on the couch."
With that, I left out of the room, slamming the door behind me and getting comfy on the couch before going into the best coma like sleep ever.
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|Jessica Alba||as Amaria|
|Letoya Luckett||as Anaya|
|Terrell Carter||as Micah|
|Emmett McCarty||as Jackson|
|Keston Karter||as Rashad|