Day 1:
For the past few weeks i have been living with my brother, Phil, and all his roommates and yesterday Phil told me that they are all off away on a 'boys getaway week' which is great for me cause that means i get the place to myself. And today is when they leave and man i have so much shit planned that i can do without them around.
"Becca! We're off now!" Phil calls from the door. I jump up leaving my phone on ju bed and i rush to the door to say goodbye.
"Have fun and dont do anything stupid." I say while giving Phil a quick hug and waving the others off. I turn around and sigh happily closing the door.
I smile to myself as i run upstairs to get my phone and connect it to the huge speakers in the kitchen to blast my music. I could never have done this with the boys around cause they all complain all the time especially my brother. That guy doesnt know when to shut up when insulting my music taste.
I turn on oven pre setting it at 180 like usual and i begin making some cookies. Im currently still in my pyjamas because there isnt much point to getting dressed when no one is going to be around. And thank god Mason is gone cause they guy just gets in my head all the time, i can never stop thinking about him and im glad i get a week off from that stress.
After about 15 minutes of making the cookies and putting chocolate chips in the shape of smiley faces on them, i put them into the oven where they are set to bake for around 20 to 25 minutes. I set a timer on my phone and get a spoon to eat the rest of the mixture. Its so fucking good. I dont get why anyone wouldn't like this.
I sit on the table which im usually not allowed to do and i continue eating while the cookies are in the oven. Its all fun and games till i hear the door slam open. Shit. I quickly get up and grab a knife from the kitchen draw making sure to get the biggest one while pausing my music.
I hide behind the door frame while waiting for whoever the fuck just broke in. The boys are going to kill me if their precious xboxs get stolen. I hear footsteps get closer so i jump out and hold the knife to the intruders chest area. The next thing i know bags are dropped on the floor and food spills out them. What. The. Actual. Fuck. I look back up and see Mason stood there shocked as fuck with his hand in the air. Oops.
"Sorry. Thought you were someone else." I say relieved and putting the knife down.
"It's all good as long as you dont try to kill me any time soon." Mason laughs bending down the pick up the bags of food. I laugh slightly and help him pick up the food that ill probably be eating at midnight tonight like usual.
"Why aren't you with the others?" I ask tilting my head to the side confused.
"Dont know really. Just didn't feel like going." He replies as he begins putting the food away. I bod my head and pay close attention to where he is putting all the nice food so i can get it later.
"Oh and nice pyjamas. Suits you." Mason adds on laughing. I look down and remember im still wearing my unicorn onesie. Before when i went to say goodbye i out on a dressing gown over it so they did see. No one has seen me wearing this, not even my best friend Sasha.
"Shut up. And just because you are back does not mean im changing." I say stubbornly as Mason rolls his eyes at my childishness.
Me and Mason dont rlly talk much to each other the rest of the day. He stole one of my cookies whichi was very disappointed at and now its 1 minute to midnight so time for my snack. He bought some ice cream, popcorn and chocolate which im planning on stealing.
I creep down the strairs and walk towards the kitchen. I get out a spoon and take the ice cream and sit at tue table to open it. I dig my ice cream in and realise that its my favourite ice cream. I grab the pack of popcorn and chocolate as quietly as i can. I turn around to be greeted with the light turning on just as i do and in the doorway stands Mason with his arms crossed.
