But I'm a cheerleader

Chapter 9

Megan's POV

*buzz buzz*

My eyes fluttered open at the sound of something buzzing next to my bed. I waited for a few seconds, to see if I heard it in my dream or real life, before closing my eyes and drifting back to sleep.

*buzz buzz*

There is again. What the fuck is that? I sat up slightly and adjusted my eyes to look around in the darkness. I looked at the end of the room, Kacie was wrapped up in her blanket like a burrito, muttering something incoherent. Bryce was sleeping in the bed next to her, at some point she must've gotten hot because her covers were at her hips revealing her sports bra and toned abdomen. Her short dark hair looked like an animal laying on her head, from how messy it was. Her exposed chest moving up in down softly caused my breathe to get caught in my throat.

Coughing profusely, trying to get my breath back, I looked up to find someone's body move from under their covers. When Emma had turned around to look at the sound of me dying, I noticed she had a red glowing light under her blanket. I know she is not- I-...

"What are you doing?" she whisper yelled. Our beds were close but she still felt the need to yell at me.

     "What are you doing?" I whispered yelled back

"Mind your business." She rolled her eyes and flipped back over on her side.

    "Wha-...what ever your doing is keeping me up so it is my business" I threw one of my pillows at her, barley grazing her and falling on the floor next to her.

"Actually it's not, but if you really must know...it A.V." She threw it back, hitting me directly in the face.

   "What's that?"

"Aversion Therapy Stupid" she sighed.

   "What does that mean?" I asked innocently

"When you have inappropriate fantasies about a girl you shock yourself with this shocker, so every time you think of them, you feel the pain" she pulled the glowing light out from under blanket to reveal a long stick that looked like a taser.

At least I know the buzzing wasn't something else.

      "That's insane."

"No pain no gain sweetheart" the more I stared at her the more I noticed a pink blouse laying underneath her arm. I knew it wasn't hers because she had it on, but if it wasn't hers then who's was it? Then I remembered, Bryce doesn't have her sleep blouse on. Emma did seem a bit protective with Bryce but she- she couldn't have a crush in her could she? Is she having inappropriate fantasies about Bryce?

  "Is that- is that Bryce's shirt?"

"No, shut up" she flipped over and put her covers over her head.

  By the way she reacted I knew it was and I could  tell she felt uncomfortable, I mean so was I, which made me decide not to push it any further. I turned on my side, facing the wall my bed collided with, in an attempt to drift back to sleep. Unfortunately my brain betrayed me and I stayed up most of the night cringing at ever thing I've ever done since age 5.

A/N: 

       I know that this is a short one, sorry. It's really just meant to be a funny lil filler, and I just started my new school semester so, please bare with me. I really appreciate your guys's comments and stuff so thank you so much. I promise it's gonna start getting juicy later on. Go drink some water and eat if you haven't today.