Turnings
What Do We Do?
She nodded and started walking towards Nelly, who was still cuddled up with CC. luckily she was facing outwards from the sofa so it should be fairly easy to wake her up and not wake CC at the same time.
I looked around the living room for Scarlett, but I couldn't find her anywhere.
I guess were now going to play a game of hide and seek. ‘Ready or not Scarlett, here I come’. I thought to myself.
I looked behind the curtains. Nope not there. Walking over to the large sofa, I popped my head behind it to see if she had fallen down behind it. Yet again I came up empty. Where could she possibly be?
I checked under the table, behind the book case and even under the giant been bag that was in the corner of the room. I was starting to doubt that she was even in the room at all.
I only had one more place to look before I went into full out panic mode. I walked over to the small sofa that Andy was sleeping on. Looking down by the side to see behind it, below and behold, there lay Scarlett in a rather uncomfortable looking sleeping position with her legs high up in the air.
This was a perfect picture moment as well as perfect blackmail I could use on her. Looking around once again, to spot my phone, I saw it on the window sill just two steps away from my right. I tiptoed over to it and grabbed it then walked back over to Scarlett.
Snapping the picture I finally decided to wake her up. Her body is going to kill as soon as she is fully awake to comprehend the pain.
I repeated what I did with Neenah to Scarlett. However the difference this time was that Scarlett woke up on the first nudge instead of me having to slap her.
I could see she was just about to scream at me but I shoved my hand in front of her mouth before she yells some very rude choice words at me.
“Shh, we have some…err guests, so you need to be quiet and go downstairs into the kitchen.” I whispered to her.
After receiving a glare off of her she nodded and detangled herself from her position on the floor. She looked around eyes widening one she looked at the mess around her.
“Wow, this place looks like a bomb shell.” She noted. “Don’t think I won’t get you back for slapping Me.” she grunted before sending a glare one last time towards my way then clumping down the stairs. I’m surprised she didn't notice who all the guys scattered around the room where.
I followed her down the stairs to see both Nelly and Neenah with coffee in their hands and a packet of ibuprofen on the table that they were sat at.
Eventually after Scarlett received her own cup of coffee we had all taken a place at the table. Soon enough questions started to fly about the room all of them directed at me.
Just because I woke up first didn’t mean I knew anything more than they did. Heck they might even know more than me. It was Scarlett who had drunken less than I did cause her boyfriend didn’t like her drunk.
“Hey shut up, I know as much as you lot do.” I whisper shouted.
Luckily the ibuprofen was working now so my headache wasn't getting that bad from all the whisper yelling going on in the room.
“How are they even here?” asked Neenah repeating the same question that she asked earlier.
“Again, I know as much as you do. Do I need to keep repeating myself?” I told them. You could hear the frustration in my voice.
“What do we do then?” asked Nelly. She looked like she was going to pass out. Again.
“1. Breath, we don’t need you unconscious. 2. We leave and hope that they wake up and leave as well.” I said. Hoping to all gods that they would just agree this time.
“We can’t do that their rock stars. Why the hell would we pass up the chance to properly meet them.” said Neenah.
I could see her point; I just wish that it was with different rock stars. Not the ones that make me feel guilt every time I see or hear them.
“Well what will we do?” asked Scarlett.
“We wait” replied Scarlett.
I’m doomed.
I looked around the living room for Scarlett, but I couldn't find her anywhere.
I guess were now going to play a game of hide and seek. ‘Ready or not Scarlett, here I come’. I thought to myself.
I looked behind the curtains. Nope not there. Walking over to the large sofa, I popped my head behind it to see if she had fallen down behind it. Yet again I came up empty. Where could she possibly be?
I checked under the table, behind the book case and even under the giant been bag that was in the corner of the room. I was starting to doubt that she was even in the room at all.
I only had one more place to look before I went into full out panic mode. I walked over to the small sofa that Andy was sleeping on. Looking down by the side to see behind it, below and behold, there lay Scarlett in a rather uncomfortable looking sleeping position with her legs high up in the air.
This was a perfect picture moment as well as perfect blackmail I could use on her. Looking around once again, to spot my phone, I saw it on the window sill just two steps away from my right. I tiptoed over to it and grabbed it then walked back over to Scarlett.
Snapping the picture I finally decided to wake her up. Her body is going to kill as soon as she is fully awake to comprehend the pain.
I repeated what I did with Neenah to Scarlett. However the difference this time was that Scarlett woke up on the first nudge instead of me having to slap her.
I could see she was just about to scream at me but I shoved my hand in front of her mouth before she yells some very rude choice words at me.
“Shh, we have some…err guests, so you need to be quiet and go downstairs into the kitchen.” I whispered to her.
After receiving a glare off of her she nodded and detangled herself from her position on the floor. She looked around eyes widening one she looked at the mess around her.
“Wow, this place looks like a bomb shell.” She noted. “Don’t think I won’t get you back for slapping Me.” she grunted before sending a glare one last time towards my way then clumping down the stairs. I’m surprised she didn't notice who all the guys scattered around the room where.
I followed her down the stairs to see both Nelly and Neenah with coffee in their hands and a packet of ibuprofen on the table that they were sat at.
Eventually after Scarlett received her own cup of coffee we had all taken a place at the table. Soon enough questions started to fly about the room all of them directed at me.
Just because I woke up first didn’t mean I knew anything more than they did. Heck they might even know more than me. It was Scarlett who had drunken less than I did cause her boyfriend didn’t like her drunk.
“Hey shut up, I know as much as you lot do.” I whisper shouted.
Luckily the ibuprofen was working now so my headache wasn't getting that bad from all the whisper yelling going on in the room.
“How are they even here?” asked Neenah repeating the same question that she asked earlier.
“Again, I know as much as you do. Do I need to keep repeating myself?” I told them. You could hear the frustration in my voice.
“What do we do then?” asked Nelly. She looked like she was going to pass out. Again.
“1. Breath, we don’t need you unconscious. 2. We leave and hope that they wake up and leave as well.” I said. Hoping to all gods that they would just agree this time.
“We can’t do that their rock stars. Why the hell would we pass up the chance to properly meet them.” said Neenah.
I could see her point; I just wish that it was with different rock stars. Not the ones that make me feel guilt every time I see or hear them.
“Well what will we do?” asked Scarlett.
“We wait” replied Scarlett.
I’m doomed.
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12/26/13