*Genre: Fiction, humor, romance, :)*
Chapter 13
The день after
The Далее few hours were very painful, but we made it through it. Adam’s buddies appeared but never visited, which I am highly grateful for because Meredith and Talia are a handful already.
So the Далее day, I wake up early with a headache that feels like my brain was taken out and is being prodded and I can still feel it. I sigh as I rub my eyes and take my lovely time to go downstairs. I had forgotten about the guys from the drama during yesterday’s sleepover so imagine my surprise to find a boy lying facedown and snoring into our couch.
I happened to like that couch.
He wore paint spattered jeans and a t-shirt that was paint splattered too, and I could tell that he spent the whole night playing video games. Adam was right by the description, and I had to force myself to look away before he woke up and saw me staring at him like an idiot.
Wait a minute, this is my house!
I march over there and lightly tap his shoulder.
No response.
I take a подушка from the диван, мягкий уголок and throw it at him.
Still no response.
I sigh. “Don’t kill me Adam, and I’m presuming Ryler.”
I take a part of his sheets, which he’s wrapped in and pull.
Success.
He tumbles to the floor and makes an annoyed groan. “Dude! I know I was supposed to sleep in the guest room. But hey. Me? Video games? Ты know the deal.”
“First of all, I’m not a dude.” I say, and he looks up at me and blinks. Surprised. “And секунда of all. You? Video games? Ты spent the whole night on that, so it was still your fault.”
“Oh…um…sorry.” Ryler stands up and extends his hand. “Ryler, Ты must be Pamela.”
“Pam, call me Pam, или feel my wrath.” I say straight faced.
Ryler grins. “Warning accepted miss Pam Jones,”
I smile as I shake his hand. “Pleased to meet you, Ryler.”
“Seriously? Formality? This is not the 19th century.”
“Nor is it an age without manners,” I say, wisely.
There’s a knock on the door, and Ryler grins at me wickedly. “Better get that.”
I nod, and I walk up to the door. Now, imagine my surprise when I open the door to see Cal standing there.
“Cal?” I say, and a small ripple of happiness passes through me. “What are Ты doing here?”
“I’ve come to get Meredith,” he says, eyeing my pajama’s. “Nice night wear.”
I feel my blood boil at her name, and I’m even angrier with his rude greeting. “It’s 6:00 in the morning! She’s still sleeping!”
“Wake her.”
“No need to,” Meredith says appearing behind me. “I got your text miles away. Come on, honey.”
Then she walks up to him and kisses him on the mouth. Right in front of me. I’m so angry I slam the door in their faces.
Ryler chuckles behind me. “Someone’s not a morning person, I guess it’s a curse.”
I nod. “For Ты and me both.”
“Hey! Ты were the one that rudely woke me!”
“Because my other tactics didn’t work, I wouldn’t seriously do that to Ты on purpose.” I put on my best innocent face.
“Sure Ты won’t.” he laughs. “Want coffee?”
I wrinkle my nose. “Coffee doesn’t exist I this house, once upon a time it did and that was when half the house was trashed because of unused energy.”
Ryler cocked his head. “Juice then?”
“Absolutely. Serve me some масло, сливочное масло boy.” I say, plopping on the диван, мягкий уголок and turning on the tv.
“Butter boy?”
I give him a cheeky grin. “You’re my personal butler this morning. Now move! I don’t just pay Ты there to stand there and look pretty.”
“Pretty?!” He looks offended. “Handsome, you’ve made me lose some of my man points.”
“As if Ты already had some.” I mock.
“Oh trust me, I am a manly man.”
I laugh. “Just get me my juice.”
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Chapter 13
The день after
The Далее few hours were very painful, but we made it through it. Adam’s buddies appeared but never visited, which I am highly grateful for because Meredith and Talia are a handful already.
So the Далее day, I wake up early with a headache that feels like my brain was taken out and is being prodded and I can still feel it. I sigh as I rub my eyes and take my lovely time to go downstairs. I had forgotten about the guys from the drama during yesterday’s sleepover so imagine my surprise to find a boy lying facedown and snoring into our couch.
I happened to like that couch.
He wore paint spattered jeans and a t-shirt that was paint splattered too, and I could tell that he spent the whole night playing video games. Adam was right by the description, and I had to force myself to look away before he woke up and saw me staring at him like an idiot.
Wait a minute, this is my house!
I march over there and lightly tap his shoulder.
No response.
I take a подушка from the диван, мягкий уголок and throw it at him.
Still no response.
I sigh. “Don’t kill me Adam, and I’m presuming Ryler.”
I take a part of his sheets, which he’s wrapped in and pull.
Success.
He tumbles to the floor and makes an annoyed groan. “Dude! I know I was supposed to sleep in the guest room. But hey. Me? Video games? Ты know the deal.”
“First of all, I’m not a dude.” I say, and he looks up at me and blinks. Surprised. “And секунда of all. You? Video games? Ты spent the whole night on that, so it was still your fault.”
“Oh…um…sorry.” Ryler stands up and extends his hand. “Ryler, Ты must be Pamela.”
“Pam, call me Pam, или feel my wrath.” I say straight faced.
Ryler grins. “Warning accepted miss Pam Jones,”
I smile as I shake his hand. “Pleased to meet you, Ryler.”
“Seriously? Formality? This is not the 19th century.”
“Nor is it an age without manners,” I say, wisely.
There’s a knock on the door, and Ryler grins at me wickedly. “Better get that.”
I nod, and I walk up to the door. Now, imagine my surprise when I open the door to see Cal standing there.
“Cal?” I say, and a small ripple of happiness passes through me. “What are Ты doing here?”
“I’ve come to get Meredith,” he says, eyeing my pajama’s. “Nice night wear.”
I feel my blood boil at her name, and I’m even angrier with his rude greeting. “It’s 6:00 in the morning! She’s still sleeping!”
“Wake her.”
“No need to,” Meredith says appearing behind me. “I got your text miles away. Come on, honey.”
Then she walks up to him and kisses him on the mouth. Right in front of me. I’m so angry I slam the door in their faces.
Ryler chuckles behind me. “Someone’s not a morning person, I guess it’s a curse.”
I nod. “For Ты and me both.”
“Hey! Ты were the one that rudely woke me!”
“Because my other tactics didn’t work, I wouldn’t seriously do that to Ты on purpose.” I put on my best innocent face.
“Sure Ты won’t.” he laughs. “Want coffee?”
I wrinkle my nose. “Coffee doesn’t exist I this house, once upon a time it did and that was when half the house was trashed because of unused energy.”
Ryler cocked his head. “Juice then?”
“Absolutely. Serve me some масло, сливочное масло boy.” I say, plopping on the диван, мягкий уголок and turning on the tv.
“Butter boy?”
I give him a cheeky grin. “You’re my personal butler this morning. Now move! I don’t just pay Ты there to stand there and look pretty.”
“Pretty?!” He looks offended. “Handsome, you’ve made me lose some of my man points.”
“As if Ты already had some.” I mock.
“Oh trust me, I am a manly man.”
I laugh. “Just get me my juice.”
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We are going separate ways.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know Ты don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
We must leave each other,
Though I regret it,
There is nothing either of us
Can do.
We are going separate ways.
The bright light shines in our futures,
For the separate ways we go
Are the best for each of us.
We must leave for the good of it,
Though I don't want to,
And I know Ты don't either.
But it is important that we do.
It is never easy
Doing what we do the worst,
Leaving each other,
And the thoughts that we are...
Best friends...leaving each other...
We must go our separate ways.
For our own good.
And we pray that one day...
We will meet each other again.
And we will.
On a starry sky
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My сердце beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my день perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The Далее moment
или maybe never
Ты may Переместить on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the Вопрос remains
Should I Переместить on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to Переместить on
But my сердце stays persistent
That you'll one день turn unto me
In the moonlight
At midnight
When I think of you
My сердце beats faster
For there is no one like you
Who makes my день perfect
Make my body to go numb
Lose myself
And forever hold that smile on my face
Its true that we are
Now on our separate ways
With the promises aside
That we'll meet again
For again might also mean
The Далее moment
или maybe never
Ты may Переместить on
Find your perfect princess
In this imperfect world
But to me
You'll always be
My prince charming
And thus the Вопрос remains
Should I Переместить on?
Should I forget?
Is this the destiny of my life?
Only time will tell
But until then
You'll hold a fragment of my soul
For my mind wants to Переместить on
But my сердце stays persistent
That you'll one день turn unto me