I couldn't sleep. No matter how tired I was, my eyes just couldn't stay closed. I kept turning, trying to find a comfortable position to sleep in, but nothing worked. It was too hot and too cold at the same time. I was tired, but also wide awake. Giving up, I turned on my laptop and logged into Minecraft. This is what I usually did at home when I couldn't sleep, I would work on a project I had on the cube. But since I didn't have a project and I didn't want to play any mini games or UHCs, I just logged onto the cube anyways. Maybe I would just have a look around spawn and see what was new. I didn't really get to see anything except the castle while I was filming with the guys and Bee.
Once everything loaded, I spawned in at the castle. Bee was on the server, since it was probably sometime in the afternoon for her, and I spawned right in front of her.
heyimbee- 0.o
OrangeApple12- hai
heyimbee- you scared me!
OrangeApple12- sorry xp
I smiled at my computer screen and walked to spawn in silence. Checking the tab list, I saw that Bee and I were the only ones on the server. Once I got too the main spawn building, I checked out the new subway system- what I was allowed to see anyways- and read all of the signs people had put up. I had just read one about some movie theater Bee had built when Mitch joined the server.
heyimbee- why do u keep leaving?
MrMitch361- sorry
MrMitch361- my computer glitced
OrangeApple12- hai Mitch c:
MrMitch361- ?
MrMitch361- I thought u were sleeping???
OrangeApple12- nah
MrMitch361- then come talk
MrMitch361- I'm bored
OrangeApple12- ugh fine
heyimbee- aw ^-^
heyimbee- so cute! :3
I rolled my eyes as I picked up my laptop and my charger. Walking across the hall to Mitch's room, I quietly knocked on the door so I wouldn't wake Ella or Mitch's mom. "It's open." Mitch's voice came from inside.
"Yo." I placed my laptop down on his desk and brought the extra chair over. This was a regular thing for us if you couldn't tell already. "So, what's up?"
"I'm bored and there's nothing to do." Mitch pouted as he turned in his chair so he was facing me. It was dark in the room and the only light was coming from the screens of our computers.
"Oh I know what you can do! There's this thing called sleeping, and it's what normal people do at two in the morning!" I smiled while I said every word dripping with sarcasm.
He rolled his eyes at me. "Yeah, but in case you haven't noticed, we aren't normal people. We're internet people. Therefore, we don't sleep." Now it was my turn to roll my eyes, which triggered me to yawn. "If you're tired, then my don't you go to bed?" He laughed softly
I covered my mouth with my hand while I yawned again. "Because, I couldn't fall asleep." I leaned my head on his desk. "Every time I get close to falling asleep, I wake back up again."
"Well, do you wanna watch a movie or something? It could help you fall asleep." Mitch suggested and I agreed. We decided on Avengers, since it was a movie that we both liked. As the opening scene played, I leaned my head against Mitch's shoulder for support. By the time Loki had gotten away with the tesseract, I was struggling to keep my eyes open. When Captain America's first scene came around, I was already asleep.
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I woke up in a new positioned. I was in a bed that wasn't familiar and a room that I wasn't used to waking up inside of. I slid my glasses on and saw that I had fallen asleep in Mitch's bed, somehow. Mitch was still sitting at his desk chair, but was fast asleep. His glasses were still on his face and his head was hanging off of the side of the chair. His computer was still on with Minecraft open on it. He must have fallen asleep while he was playing it last night. Mitch had moved in his sleep so that all of his weight was on one side of the chair, and the next thing I knew, the chair and Mitch were both on the ground.
Mitch had woken up when he hit the floor. He held his side and winced in pain for a bit. I laughed, causing him to look at me. He got up off of the floor and walked towards me. He laid onto the bed and I laid back down besides him.
"Dummy" I smiled sleepily at him
"I'm fine by the way, thanks for asking." Mitch pouted
"You know, that never would've happened if you just let me sleep in the chair and then you could've slept on your own bed." I turned on my side so that Mitch and I were face to face.
"Yeah, but then you would've fallen out of the chair" he smiled while he swished his messy morning hair out of his eyes.
"Mitch, sometimes you're too nice for to your own good." I messed with a strand of his hair that was sticking up in the front. I tried to flatten it, but I wasn't successful.
"Not to everyone though, only to a few people." He tried to reason as he watched me mess with his hair
"Oh, and I'm one of those few? Why?" I arched my eyebrow as I waited for an answer. I gave up on trying to fix Mitch's hair.
"Because," he cleared his throat, "we're friends. Plus I have to be nice to you- you're living with me." He chuckled lightly
"Miiitch" I whined in a whisper while I poked his cheek
"Whaat?" He whined back and mimicked my poking
"I'm hungry." I poked him again
"And what do you want me to do about it?" Mitch stopped poking me and moved his hair out of his eyes again
"Go make us breakfast, duh." I laughed as Mitch sighed while sitting up. He stood up and walked to the door before turning towards me.
"Well, come on then. You're going to help me." He pulled me up by my arms and basically dragged me to the stairs. Mitch willingly walked down the stairs while I slowly trudged my way down step by step, leaning against the railing so I wouldn't fall to my death. Well, maybe not my death, it would most likely be a sprained ankle. When I was on the last stair, the railing stopped and I had nowhere to put my weight so I just fell onto the floor, a loud thump followed. "What was that?" Mitch asked from the kitchen
"My shirt fell." What? That made sense, I need to just not be around people when I'm half awake.
"What? It sounded heavier than that."
"I was in it." Note to self, don't go on tumblr at night. Its not a good thing to quote text posts.
Mitch walked out of the kitchen and just watched me as I laid sprawled out on the floor. "What are you doing? Come on, let's eat." At those words, I jumped up and ran to the kitchen where Mitch had set up the milk and cereal on the counter. I sat myself on the counter while Mitch walked back in and handed me a spoon and a bowl. I poured myself some cereal and then way too much milk and began eating. "So what do you think of my gourmet cooking skills?" Mitch smiled at me while he leaned against the counter opposite of me as we ate.
I smiled while I tried to swallow my sugary cereal- which was a bad idea because I almost choked- "Ten out of ten, would eat again." I tried my best to do a Parker impression.
Mitch spat out some of the milk that was in his mouth because he started laughing "What was that?" He laughed while he wiped away the milk that was dripping off of his chin.
"My Parker impression. Obviously." I pouted to pretend that he had hurt my feelings.
"What is going on with you this morning? You're acting so...strange." He finished his cereal and put his dishes in the sink.
"I think its because I went to bed at like four AM." I shrugged as I finished my own breakfast
"Oh don't even, you went to bed at three, barely. I was the one who went to bed at four. Drama Queen." He rolled his eyes while he put the cereal away. I followed suit and put the milk back into the fridge.
"So I slightly over emphasized, leave me be." I stuck out my tounge at him as we both walked to the couch. Mitch turned on the TV to ESPN and I was about to grab my laptop when the host started to talk about the Women's FIFA world cup.
"Oh cool, the tournament's in Canada this time." Mitch commented as he read the information on the screen.
I quickly sat up and my eyes searched the screen. "It's in Canada? Oh my god, it would be so cool to go see it! Buit the tickets are so expensive and they're probably all sold out." I frowned
Mitch looked at me in surprise "Your a FIFA fan?"
I nodded vigorously "I used to watch it all the time with my dad. I forgot how much I loved it, even if I have no idea how to play soccer or what the rules are. When's the first game? Can we watch it?" I turned to him excitedly
"Yes, we can watch it. You just better hope Canada doesn't face the U.S." he teased
"Yeah, because I don't want you upset and crying on me when we kick your butt!" I laughed at him
"You really think that your team is that good?" He looked at me in disbelief
"Duh. I mean, I haven't seen this team play yet, but they're still probably better than yours." I crossed my arms
"Cocky much?" He laughed
"Just a bit. I'm American, its what we do." I unfolded my arms
"Whatever, we'll see how good your team is won't we?"
"You're on hockeyhead." I smirked at him
"Bring it apple pie" he smirked back
A/N: this chapter is shit, sorry its just a filler I guess... Anyways, the world cup final was last night. I'm not gonna spoil anything so that's all I'm gonna say on that . Sorry that this chapter was late. I'm kinda helping Blink1996 with her awesome idea for a story and then we talked for like an hour so I got side tracked... Vote and leave a comment! Love you guys!
-bek :)