Chicharito & Me ( Under Editing)

Nueve

I felt the warmth of the sun sink into my skin. And the sun in my face. That was what I hated about mornings. I fluttered my eyes open and squinted. Beside me was Briana and the in the other side Alicia. Obviously Irene had gotten the bed since she was pregnant. I yawned and went to use the restroom. Once I brushed my teeth and hair, I started making breakfast, yup no Jimmy Bean biscuit today.

Then the door opened. It was Javier, standing in the doorway with a smile.

"H-how did you open the door?"
I said.

"Bueno, I saw a pair of keys on your coffee table and decided to just use it instead of knocking."

"Lazy... much?"
I smirked.

He rolled his eyes playfully.
" If I was lazy I wouldn't be running around for up to an hour everyday."

I huffed. Then smiled.

I went back to the kitchen and he followed.

"Want anything to eat?"
I asked.

"A burrito!"
He said excitedly .

"You sure are Mexican."
I said.

"And you're not?"
He questioned smirking.

"Boy, more than..you."
I said.

"I HIGHLY doubt it."
He said and crossed his arms.

"That's your opinion."
I said.

"Nope. That is a fact."

"Whatever."
I said and gave up

He just smiled.

Then Irene,Briana,and Alica entered the kitchen.

"Buenos Dias."
Briana said nicely.

"Hey."
Alicia said to me Javier.

And Irene grabbed a pack of cookies and soda.

We all just stared at her.

"What? I  just have cravings."
She said and went back to opening them.

We all just smiled.

"What's cookin?"
Said Alicia, and leaned her head.

"Burritos. And can you get me the tortillas, tomatoes, cheese, and lettuce?Oh, and the pack of meat?"
I said quickly.

"Yeah ."
Alicia said.

"Want help?"
Said Briana grabbing the tortillas from the fridge.

"I'll just be in the living room."
Said Javier.

"Umm, nope. You wanna eat...you come help us, hotcakes.
I said laughing.

"Whyy?"
He wined.
I went up to him and whispered in his ear.

"After this we can do anything you want."
I said, trying not to sound dirty.

But he obviously thought it wrong and started smirking.

"Ok."
He mumbled, a smirk plastered on his face.

"Wash your hands then, help Alicia get the ingredients and start chopping the lettuce."
I said like if I was the boss.

"Yes ma'm !"
He shouted then saluted.