shapeshift

Chapter Twelve

I woke up with a call from Lottie.

S: hello?

L: come down to my room.

S: it's 6:30 in the morning.

L: come on.

S: fine.

I climb out of bed and put on a sweatshirt over the tank top and shirts I had on. A few minutes later, I knocked on Lottie's door. She opened it. As I walked in I noticed Morgan was sitting on the bed.

"Sit" She says, gesturing the space beside him. I just look. "Spencer". I sigh and sit down.

"Lottie, what the fuck-".

"We've been on tour for three weeks. Three weeks! Not even a month and you two can't be left alone for 2 seconds without wanting to kill one another" She says.

"And?" Morgan questions.

"And I'm sick of it. Morgan she's done nothing to you and you're a dick to her and I try advocating for you, but you don't help yourself. And, Spencer. You're a bitch to him and egg him on. I'm putting a stop to it".

"You can't make us like each other" I say.

"Nope, but I'll tell you what I am going to do" She says, crossing her arms with an evil smile.

"What?" We ask in unison.

"You two are going to spend the whole day together. 7AM to 11PM. Basically the same amount of time we're at a show or preparing for one. Breakfast, Lunch, Dinner. All of it. I don't care what you do, but you will do it together. I am keeping your phones so you have no choice but to speak to one another. No ifs, ands, buts, or maybes" She explains.

"Lottie, I'm not-".

"No objections either" She says.

"This isn't gonna work" I say.

"Maybe not, but atleast I'll know I tried" She says. She sighs. "Look, I really don't know what happened between you, but it sucks for all of us. You're both great people, and we want you to realize that. So, just...try. For all of us. Now, any questions". Morgan and I both stay silent. "Good, time starts now". Before anyone could speak, she left the room. I look to Morgan.

"Well, I just have one question" He says.

"Which is?".

"Do you prefer pancakes or waffles?" He asks. I couldn't help but chuckle.

"There's only one right answer" I say.

"Oh, I know. Waffles".

"What? No!" I say.

"Oh, great. 30 seconds in and were fighting over breakfast foods" He says. He was joking.

"Well, it could be worse" I say.

"How?".

"Honestly, I don't wanna find out" I say. I stand up. "I'm going going get clothes on. Meet me at my room in ten".

"Sure thing" He says. I dissappear to my room. I put on short shorts and a floral tank top and left my hair down. Minutes later, I heard a knock on the door. Morgan has changed too. He was wearing a black tank top and shorts.

"Ready?" He asks.

"Absolutely not, but let's go".