May's POV
I woke up and put on:
I did my makeup and walked out.
All the guys were in the kitchen. They jumped when they saw me and help up "weapons"
Johnson: frying pan
Cameron: paper towels
Nash: a bag of grapes
Shawn: his guitar
Aaron: his shoe (vans)
Taylor: a bandanna (one he wast wearing, cause he was wearing one)
Gilinsky: Johnsons sock that COULD knock me out
Matt: a plastic sword
Carter: a piece of paper
I rolled my eyes. Hayes said "you guys need to chill"
"Yah I'm gonna hurt anyone. I could. I'm not"
I walked towards them.
Once again they all screamed like little girls and acted like maniacs then ran out the door.
Well-they hate me.