A Summer To Remember

Chapter 3:Surprise Wake up call

**Avery**

As Jessie and I were walking home I decided to think about everything that happened today. Well I met the MAGcon boys, pulled two prank, showed up Chloe,and then met more of the boys. I could say today was pretty progressive.

"Hey, Ave?" Jessie asked as we walked onto my driveway. Wow I didn't even notice we were here.

"Yeah Jess?" I asked looking at her.

"I was wondering if we could have a sleepover at your house tonight. I don't feel like walking all the way home." She said stretching the 'all'.

"Jessie, you live right next to me." Damn, how lazy is this girl?

"And your point is..?" She asked with a blank expression.

"Nevermind. Uh, yeah you can sleep over. You don't have to ask you know. Mi Casa es Su Casa." I think I said that right? Right after I said that my mom opened the door. She was dressed in her nurse outfit and was about to leave.

"Mom, where are you going? It's like 7'o clock." I asked even though I know she's going to the hospital.

"I was called back in. It was the little girl again." She said and once she came into the light I saw she had been crying.

"She's gonna be okay mom." I said with a sad smile. I hope is the last thing she said before she got in her car and drove away.

The little girl we were talking about was a four year old girl. She was being abused by her dad and everyone knew it. Her name was Jackie, she's was absolutely precious. My mom called the police the last time she came in because she had a broken arm and broken ribs. But what was weird was that her arm was a spiral break. That's when you hold the person's hand behind there back and then pull up until the bone cracks.

Her father said that she broke it playing soccer, but you can't get that playing. He has a trial in a few days and he couldn't wait for until after then and he just hurt her again. I hate his guts. Mom was thinking about adopting Jackie so she can take care of her, I'm ok with that since I want a little sister. My big brother Max can get very annoying. And the weirdest thing by far is that she is always happy and jumpy. Like nothing ever happened to her.

"Ave? Are you OK? Your crying." Jessie sad as we walked up the stairs to my room. I reached my hand to my cheeks only to find they were wet. I hadn't noticed I was crying.

"Jackie." Is all I said before I walked into the closet. I grabbed a pair of black and white polka dotted pajama shorts and a pink tank top with the word'I'm so glam I sweat glitter' written across the front. Jessie borrowed a pair of basketball shorts and a tank top similar to mine.

Jessie and I decided to gather all the junk food in the house and watch the first The Hunger Games since we haven't watched it yet. I rested my head on Jessie's shoulder and fell asleep at the part where Katniss kissed Peeta in the cave.

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I woke up to the clicks of cameras and people Aww'ing.

I lazily opened my eyes to see Jessie opening her's as well. We were cuddled up together in my king sized bed. I looked up to see Carter, Dylan, Matt, Nash, Cameron, and Hayes taking pictures of us.

"Creeps." I said still sleepy. Then something came to my mind. How the hell did they get in my room?!

"How did you guys get in here?" Jessie asked sleepily. This is one of the reasons we are best friends, we say whatever's on the other person's mind without knowing it.

"Your mom let us in." Cameron answered shrugging.

"Well get out so I can sleep." I said putting my head back down. But then I had another question.

"How did you guys know were we lived?" I asked looking back up. Carter's face turned slightly pink and he raised his hand while the rest of the guys just snickered in the background.

"I tracked you guys' IPhones" He said putting his head down in embarrassment.

"That's kinda creepy....but also kickass cool." I said stretching and getting out of bed since I knew they wouldn't let me sleep.

Jessie was already back to sleep and was wrapped around in the blanket like a sausage. She had her nose scrunched up a little and was lightly snoring. She's so pretty, even when she was sleeping. I, on the other hand, was average. I wasn't ugly, but I wasn't beautiful like Jessie. I had average blue eyes, average mid back length brown hair that was slightly curly at the ends, and an average body.

Even though I knew I wasn't perfection I never really cared. And I will never change myself for anyone, especially boys. Most girls my age are trying to look like supermodels or actresses, but instead they look like class a sluts. I buy whatever I like and wear it. I don't care what people think of me.

As I always say-I got it of the internet but who cares- 'If you have a problem with me, write it down, fold it up, and stick it up your ass.'

"Hey guys?" I asked turning to the guys.

"Yeah?" They said in unison. Weird.

"Can you guys help me wake up Jessie?" I asked smiling mischievously.

"Sure. Whatchya got in mind?" Nash asked smiling like me. I looked around and they all were.

I explained and Carter, Nash, Dylan and I went downstairs to gather everything we needed. When we returned we saw the guys drawing on Jessie's face.

"Okay. It's time." said while the put the finishing touches on there 'masterpieces' as they called them. Honestly they looked like shit.

We all got into position and started on 'Operation Wakie'. I rubbed melted chocolate in her hair while Cameron and Hayes put whipped cream in her hands. Matt was holding the big bowl of oatmeal next to the door. After we finished we left and Matt put the bowl on top of the door.

"AAGGH!!! HELP ME!! JESSIE!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs and we waited. Jessie came out covered in oatmeal, whipped cream, and chocolate.

"Avery. Five seconds." Then she started to count down from five calmly. I ran as fast as I can away from her and hid behind my mom who was standing at the dining table.

"Mom! Help!" Is all I said as Jessie came into the room looking like a food covered bull.

"Sorry honey, but your on your own." She said stepping away.

"Mom how could you?!" I yelled running back upstairs and locking myself in my Max's room.

"Fancy seeing you here." I said smiling at Max who was reading something in his bed.

"Your in my room. Why wouldn't you see me here, Sherlock." He said in a duh voice.

"I see your hair is still a bit orange?" I said smirking. His expression changed to a mad one. I dyed hi hair orange since he went to sleep early last week. Now only the tips of his blonde hair is orange.

"Because you dyed it!?" He said getting up and walking towards me.

I opened the door and tried to run away but I bumped into Dylan.

"Dylan! Move you big oaf!" I yelled as I did a front flip over him. I turned around and saw Max fall on top of him.

"Who are you?" Max asked him as he helped him up.

"I'm Taylor Caniff, Avery's friend."He said pointing at me.

"Didn't she call you Dylan?" Max asked confused.

"I don't know why she calls me that but my name is Taylor." He said shrugging.

"Ok. Well I'm Max, Avery's older brother." He said shaking his hand. "Are you guys dating?" He asked looking at me sternly.

OH HELL NAH!

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