"Mmmm," I whine as the poking continues breaking from my sleep. I turn my face into Mark's chest and relax. The pokes move to my side and I pinch Mark with the hand that is across his body.
"Yah!" His body jerks from the pain and I mentally smirk. "You gotta wake up already. Your mom came in to wake us up for breakfast."
"Five more minutes," I mumble into his shirt.
"What?" He asks unable to understand me.
"Five more," I groan when I turn my head away. He sighs.
"I already gave you five minutes," he tells me.
"Unconscious five minutes. Those don't count," I tell him dreamily as I fall asleep again.
"YAH!" He screams siting up making my head move with him before falling back onto the pillows.
"Ow," I groan. I don't even bother moving. That's how tired I was.
"If you don't get up I'm going to drag you from the bed to the dinning room," he threatens.
"Can you?" I ask hopeful.
"Unbelievable," he mutters. I peek an eye open to him and see him sitting up while looking at me and give him a lazy smile.
He stands up and grabs my shoulders to shift my body. I tuck in my shirt into my sweats and give him my hands after he opens the door. He takes my hands and carefully pulls me out of the bed making sure I don't get hurt. Once I'm fully on the floor he tugs me behind him as he pulls with his hands behind him.
"Gosh you got heavier," he grunts as he pulls me. I don't say anything and let him pull me. I thought about making it seem I'm heavier by pushing myself down but thought he'd just let go and leave me there. So it was better to just let him pull me.
"She still got you doing that?" I heard my brother ask.
"Doesn't that hurt?" I hear Audrey ask.
"Nah, she use to have him do that a lot before," my brother tells her. My eyes are still closed but I'm assuming we were passing the living room.
"CHRISTINE!" My mom yells. My eyes shoot open and I quickly scramble to my feet and hide behind Mark. "Out here now."
"Morning, mom!" I greet taking a step to the side revealing myself. I give her a wide eye smile but her face is stern and I quickly wipe it off my face.
"You're twenty years-old- almost twenty-one!" She's mad. "You're an adult already. Use your feet and walk! Why are you making Mark drag you here?"
"Because I was lazy," I say slowly.
"Christine, I don't want you doing that! That behavior is not acceptable," she scolds I look down ashamed and nod. I hear snickers and my ears and face turns red in embarrassment.
"I've never seen her get scolded like that," a familiar voice says.
"But did you see how Mark and her came out of the same room?" Another familiar voice says. My eyes widen and my head shoots up. I spin around and see the owners of the voices plus some.
"Wendy! Wesley! Nathan! Andrew! Tim! Victor! Sherwin! Holly! Patrick! Jason!" I did role call. I know. But I was just surprised and didn't know what to say. "What-"
"-doing here?" Mark finishes. They glance between us and smirk.
"You think we'd miss the chance to hang out and see the two of you here, together?" Andrew asks smirking.
"Gaah!" I speak as I run to them and hug everyone. Mark follows and hugs everyone.
"So what's the plan?" I ask hugging Holly.
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TIME: Mark Tuan edition
FanfictionOld friends letting go. Christine sent her best friend to become famous. Miles and miles apart. Will they ever be able to go back to the way they were? Meeting new faces. Having different environments. How will they act if they were to ever cross p...