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🏀Trey Parker
"Hayden?" I called out as I walked down the hall. She had dashed off, and I had no idea where she went.
Out of nowhere, I felt something like a monkey jumped on my back and wrap themselves around me, something really small.
I had a feeling I knew who it was, and my suspicions were confirmed when I heard Hayden say, "Ha, ha! I got you!"
I couldn't help but chuckle, "Yeah, you did, Cookie Monster." Without thinking, I grabbed her legs, which kept her in place on my back. I began to walk to detention giving her a piggy back ride. Hayden was so light that I didn't even notice the extra weight.
"It actually works out," I added as I lowered my voice, "because now you can't escape."
Hayden didn't reply, and I felt her rest her head on my shoulder. I couldn't help but turn my head I'm attempt to look at her since her actions gave me goosebumps on my neck. Her curly hair was beginning to fall beside my face and onto my chest. Her grip began to loosen just a tad, and I got the impression that she had just hit her wall and crashed.
I smirked, realizing this was the perfect opportunity to get out of school, and detention, for the rest of the day.
Instead of going back to room 701, I went up the main office. I put on my best charm and walked in, with Hayden still on my back. She was definitely asleep now.
One of the secretaries looked at me with a questioning and suspicious look, so I explained, "Hayden here wasn't feeling so great at lunch, and she threw up after she tried to eat. She ended up falling asleep right before the bell rang, and as you can see she's sort of hitched to me. Is it alright if I take her home so she can be comfortable and rest?" I crossed my fingers. I wasn't so sure that they would excuse me too, but I was really hoping they would.
The secretary gave me and a sweet smile, "Aw, of course. I'll write up the slips for you both and I'll let you be on your way."
I thanked her as she wrote up the slips and then I left with Hayden. When I walked out to the front of the school, I realized that there was no way for me to leave with Hayden unless I carried her. So, being the idiot that I am, I planned to wake her up.
I made my way to a bench nearby, and carefully untangled Hayden and sat her on the bench, gently waking her up as I did so.
"Hayden, wake up," I said softly while I knelt in front of her and had my hand on her cheek to keep her head up.
When that didn't work, I say next to her on the bench and tried to wake her up again. I gently shook her shoulder, and instead of her waking up, she shifted so that her head was resting on my shoulder.
I sighed. This had obviously backfired.
Feeling like I had no other choice, I picked Hayden up swiftly into my arms and began to walk.
As I did, I glanced down at the girl in my arms. She was curled up to my chest with almost a small smile playing in her lips. God, her lips looked so kissable. They were light pink and looked to be so soft.
Well that sounded girly..
If it was anyone else, I probably never would have carried them on my back, and I most likely would have left them on the park bench and fled. But with Hayden, I didn't.
Well shit.
I'm actually being somewhat sincere with this girl...And I don't have a damn clue why that is.
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🍦Hayden Marvel
I squinted my eyes open, and three things hit me like a brick.
1. My horrible headache
2. Light
3. Confusion
Darn sugar crash.
Where was I? I looked around carefully and slowly and realized I was in my room, but how?
A voice startled me, "Your sugar rush ended so I got us both excused from the rest of the school day." I jumped at the sound and looked over to see the one and only Trey Parker swirling in my desk chair with his hands behind his head. His biceps were so perfectly defined that it took all my will power to look away.
"Yeah, I do work out." He said as I gave him a questioning look. "Because I know you were wondering." He smirked.
"Was not," I mumbled as I propped myself up in my elbows.
"You're googly-eyed expression said otherwise," Trey commented. "But I understand, I'm easy to look at."
I rolled my eyes at him, and then a realization hit me. "Wait, why are you here, in my room?" I sputtered out.
"I didn't have anything better to do," he shrugged.
"How did we even get here?"
"What's the last thing you remember?" He asked me, not answering my question.
I thought about it and my face flushes a little at the thought of me jumping on Trey like that, "Um, when I scared you in the hallway?"
He scoffed, "You really thought you could scare me, Cookie Monster? Think again," he paused.
"You didn't answer any of my questions though, how did we get here!" I nearly shouted.
"You know, you really so go crazy when you have caffeine," He winked. "And Claire was right, you hit that wall hard when you crash."
I collapsed back on my bed and groaned, covering my face with my hands. "It's all your fault, you know," I mumbled.
"What is?"
"My crazy sugar rush," I glanced through my fingers to see Trey smirking.
"I'm not sorry it happened," Trey said with a hint of triumph I'm his voice, which I didn't quite understand for this situation.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked. He wasn't making any sense. Trey said nothing, just sat spinning in my chair with that smirk plastered on his face. "You're so annoying," I mumbled under my breath.
"Yeah and you're stuck up good girl, what else is new?" Trey said with a rude tone in his voice.
I glared at him and said nothing as I pulled the blankets on my bed over my head to hide.
Before I even had time to react, I was pushed and rolled a full 360 degrees. Now wrapped completely tight in my bed spread, I couldn't move, and I felt myself being lifted up.
"Oh my gosh, Trey! Let me down!" I shrieked.
"Okay," he obeyed as he dropped me onto my bed. I felt like a caught a little air. Before I could even unwrap myself, a weight crushed me.
"Are you sitting on me?" I asked him in a weird voice, since my breath had been shoved from my lungs.
"Yes," he replied as he bounced a little.
"Ow, why?"
"I don't know," Trey said and I felt him lay back on my bed, with past of him still on me. The weight was less on me now at a least.
"Could you let me go?!" I muffled through the blankets and he sighed and helped untangle it.
"Wow, you look like hell," Trey bluntly stated.
I huffed, "No surprise there."
"Your hair is all, disoriented.." He trailed off as he lifted a strand of my hair and made a face.
"News flash, yours is more crazy and messy than mine!"
"Correction: mine is styled."
"It looks like you had bed head."
"It's called looking sexy," Trey said as if I was stupid, "Not that you would know."
I glared at him, "Here, follow me." I said as I grabbed him by the wrist and walked down the stairs. Once we got to the front door I stopped and let go of him wrist.
"It's truly been a pleasure, really," note the sarcasm. "Oh and here's the door, so, goodbye!" I said before turning around and running back up the stairs.
Before I even got to the top, I heard the sound of the tv. I slowly turned around and silently trekked down to the living room, only to see Trey sitting on the couch.
I groaned, "I thought you were leaving."
"You can't get rid of me that easily, Cookie Monster," Trey winked as he said this. Annoyed, I went over and stood right in from of the tv, blocking it so he couldn't see it.
"Hey! Move!" He furrowed his eyebrows in irritation right before throwing a pillow at my face.
"You're mean," I told him.
"You're annoying," he said as he craned his neck to see the tv around me.
I walked away and stuck my tongue out at him since I didn't think he was watching, but he looked over at me and smirked, "I saw that."
Slightly embarrassed, I averted my glance to the mantel, where I saw a note from my parents.
Hayden,
Your father and I were called in to work around lunch time, and it doesn't look like we'll be back til about ten.
Xo,
Mom
I set the note down and sighed, today was supposed to be their day off, which meant I could go over to Claire or Lilly's house and my parents could watch Thomas.
I really love my little brother, I do, but sometimes it seems like I'm more of his parent than both my mom and my dad.
As if on cue, Thomas came dashing through the front door.
"Hayden!" He shouted in his cute little voice as he ran over to hug me.
I chuckled, "Hey Tommy! How was school?"
"It was fun," he said looking around. "Where's Mom and Dad?" His light blue eyes shone with curiosity.
I have him a small smile, "They had to go in to work."
My heart fell as I saw his face drop, "I was hoping to show them my drawing I did at school."
"Oo I want to see! I'm sure it's beautiful," I smiled at my baby brother.
His face lit up, "Okay!" Thomas exclaimed. He paused and looked very thoughtful for a moment, "Can you make me a pb&j first?"
I laughed, "Of course." We began to walk into the kitchen, but both stopped when we saw Trey sitting in our living room, looking at us with wide eyes.
The silence was oddly awkward..
"Who's that?" Thomas asked with a scrunched up face.
"Thomas, this is Trey, and Trey, this is my little brother Thomas," I introduced.
"Oh, um, hey kid," Trey managed to spit out. Why was he being so socially awkward..?
"Hi," Thomas said with a hint of suspicion in his young voice.
"Um, let's go make you that sandwich.." I said as I scurried him out of the room.
When I got to the kitchen, Trey shouted "Can you make me one too?"
"What's the magic word!" I yelled back and Thomas giggled.
"Now?" Trey shouted questioningly.
"Sorry, that was incorrect. Looks like you don't get a sandwich," I replied with a sarcastically bummed out tone in my voice. Thomas was beaming, he found this very entertaining.
"Fine," Trey grumbled. "Please?"
I laughed, "Two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, coming right up!"
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A few hours and half a dozen sandwiches later, me, Thomas, and Trey were still sitting in my living room. We had played Sorry, UNO, and candy land. I won candy land, but Thomas had won Sorry and UNO, (although Trey is adamant that Thomas cheated). Now, Thomas wanted to watch Monster's Inc.
I snuck a glance at Trey and said in a lower voice so Thomas wouldn't hear as he set up the movie, "I understand if you'd rather go home instead of watch this movie."
Trey ran his fingers through his hair and sighed, "I have practice at seven, what time is it?"
I turned around to glance at the clock, "It's 4:45."
He let his half-smile form to his lips as he said with fake skepticism, "I guess I could stay then."
"Yay! Hayden can I go pop popcorn?" Thomas looked at me with his wide and pleading eyes that I couldn't say no to.
"Go ahead," he ran off to the kitchen with a smile on his face. "Make it kettle corn!" I shouted after him.
Trey chuckled, "Is this what you do every day after school?" He asked.
I looked at him with confusion, "What? Eat sandwiches and popcorn?"
He smiled, "No, I mean look after your brother. And watch little kid Disney movies, and play board games."
I looked at him thoughtfully, and then I became slightly embarrassed by how lame that made me seem. Personally, I actually like it. It keeps me young and it makes my brother happy. "Pretty much, yeah." He just stared at me with an unreadable expression on his face. "What?" I asked him. I looked away and I felt my face heat up a wee bit.
"Nothing. That's just.." Trey trailed off and I braced myself for some rude or sarcastic comment. "Really sweet of you."
The blush on my face must have deepened by his reply, "What makes you say that?"
He continued to look at me with the same expression on his face, "It's just that, my older sister would never have done any of this with me," he lightly chuckled, as if remembering a memory. "But I always really wanted her to."
I smiled at him, and before I could reply, Thomas came sprinting back into the room with a huge smile on his face and an overflowing bowl of popcorn. He sat between me and Trey on the couch.
"Can I start it?" He looked up at me eagerly and brushed his hair of his eyes and laughed. That boy needed his hair trimmed!
"Go ahead."
And it began.
As for usual, my brother was thoroughly enjoying the movie, it was his favorite. I've watched it with him twenty times (at least) and I'm not even ashamed to say that I have almost all of it memorized word for word. I'm not gonna lie, that movie never gets old.
Every once in a while, I snuck a peek over at Trey. And much to my amusement, he seemed to be loving it.
There was a genuine and charming smile plastered naturally to his face. And when he looked at me and that smile grew, my heart melted just a little bit.
Oh, Trey Parker, why do you have to be so captivating?
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A/N:
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