"Tia,Tia wake up."
"What?" I groaned muffled by the sounds of my pillow.
"You need to get up." Maddie said shaking my left arm.
"Why?"
"Because it's really late."
"What time is it?"
"Late." She answered monotonously.
Okay." I whinged and dragged my half dead body into my bathroom, the automatic light burning my corneas. "Oh my gosh! Why am I so tired?" I turned on the tap and splashed some freezing cold water on my face.
"Hurry up and make breakfast, I'm hungry!" Maddie moaned.
"Seriously, what time is it?" I mumbled while brushing my teeth.
"Erm, 5:09."
"In the morning? What the hell dude! What is with you and Luke waking me up at the crack of dawn?" I spat my toothpaste into the sink and jumped back into bed.
"Get up! Get up! Get up!" She shouted shaking the bed with her hips. So I walked to the spare bedroom, locked the door and went back to sleep.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I turned my iPod on full blast and ran out into the blazing heat of the Sun. I thought I heard somebody call my name so I looked around and saw nothing. Then I felt somebody grab my waist and I screamed.
"Ssh it's just me."
"What the heck Chase, you nearly gave me a heart attack!" I frowned breathlessly.
"I need to talk you." He said seriously.
"Okay." I trailed off.
"I'm thinking of asking Miranda to go out with me." My best friend since I was 10 said.
"Miranda as in Miranda Rose, the ultimate bitch of my entire life?"
"Noo, the other Miranda?" He grinned and I frowned. "Okay, yes that Miranda Rose."
"What? Since when did you like her?" I seethed. Miranda Rose is not the typical storybook villain who is 'head cheerleader who everybody loves and is popular and the main character hates'. Oh no. She is a science fanatic who thinks she knows everything about everyone, especially me, and is dead set on making my life a misery for some reason or the other.
"Since, that day our school, did something... at that place..." He mumbled.
"Chase."
"She's hot."
"If you say so. Listen I've gotta go run so I'll text you later."
"You better." He replied and I hugged him and carried on with my run.
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"Luke! I'm home and I have food!" I shouted and no-one answered. "Hello anyone home?"
"Luke's upstairs in the gym." Arron said from the kitchen. Topless yet again.
"Oh you guys made up then?" I asked stuttering slightly.
"Yeah, but under his conditions. Otherwise the friendship is over." Arron shrugged.
"What do you mean by conditions?" I wondered.
"It's nothing. I've gotta go back up now, I only came down for a drink, see ya later." He grabbed two Gatorades and ran upstairs. I put Luke's food in the fridge, mine on a plate and sat on the sofa watching Jersey Shore re-runs.
