I felt my bed shift underneath me.
I let out a slight groan, not quite ready to embrace the morning yet.
"Rise and shine!" a familiar voice sang.
I peeked open an eye to see McKenna crouched on the other side of my bed, a smile stretched across her face.
"What are you doing?"
I let out another groan, rolling away from her.
"Come on birthday boy, it's time to get up."
"There is no time to get up. Especially on your birthday."
"There is for you. And your time is now."
I let out another sigh, pushing myself upright and running my hand across my face. "What time is it?"
"Almost 9:00 sleepy head. It's time to get active!"
"That's never going to happen."
She reached over, planting a kiss on my cheek.
I puffed up my cheeks, letting it out slowly to try and control my racing heart.
That was a little unexpected. And I wasn't prepared for it.
"Come on grumpy pants," McKenna said, hopping up off my bed. "Come downstairs."
She flashed me one last smile before disappearing out of my room.
I stayed there for a few more minutes, actually waking up and morphing back into a human, before clambering out of bed and locating a pair of pajama pants to pull on over my boxers.
I ran my fingers through my hair as I headed downstairs, a yawn escaping my lips.
Breakfast was in full-swing down in the kitchen, McKenna working on the waffles and Emmett making bacon.
"I see that you finally got your waffles," I commented to McKenna, as I opened the refrigerator for a glass of orange juice.
"They're your waffles," she corrected, with a smile.
"I'm sure you were thinking all about me when you decided to make your favorite dish for breakfast."
She rolled her eyes, laughing and shaking her head.
"Happy birthday!" Parker announced, wrapping his arms around me before I could even set my orange juice down on the counter. He came up from behind, securing me in a bear hug.
"Good morning to you too," I said, before yanking away from him.
"So what is it, 17 birthday punches?" Parker asked, with a smirk. "And then one for good luck of course."
"Don't even think about it."
"I think that sounds fair!" Emmett called out, from across the kitchen.
"Did you get punched on your birthday?" I questioned, momentarily forgetting the situation.
Parker's smirk faltered a bit.
"You boys are so barbaric," Emily said, coming to rescue the awkward situation I'd just put us in. "You don't need to punch the boy on his birthday."
"I do and I will," Parker announced, a smile stretching across his face. "Be prepared."
He chuckled, taking a swig of my orange juice before starting up the coffee maker.
"First waffle is done!" Emily announced, handing me a plate. "For the birthday boy of course."
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Jefferson Lake (MBBF Spin-Off)Teen Fiction
*Spin-off of My Brother's Best Friend *Trigger Warning: This book deals with issues such as self-harm, Anorexia, and depression. Lee Adams is what people tend to call "high-maintenance". He feels as though he has absolutely no control over his emoti...