Apartment 138 // Corey Feldman

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Around eleven in the morning I got dressed and was getting ready to hang out with Corey.

He said that he'd keep his door unlocked so I was just going to head over there at any time.

I waved goodbye to my Mom and headed out my apartment door. I carefully walked down the steps. I walked to Corey's apartment and knocked on the door. Waiting, I got no reply. I knocked again. Still no reply.

I hesitantly turned the knob and the door opened. I walked in and my eyes searched for someone.

"Hello?" I said, it was heard around the apartment.

I slowly walked around, scared if his parents would come out of no where and be mad that I just walked in.

I walked to a small hallway that had two doors. One of them was open and empty, it had a big bed and seemed neat.

Must be his parent's room.

I turned to the other door, and knocked lightly on the door. Putting my ear to it to see if I could hear anything. After a few moments of silence, I decided to go in.

I opened the door and saw a room, the size of mine. It had posters of different things everywhere, a small T.V. like mine, and a twin sized bed.

On the bed, was Corey, asleep. He was bundled inside his blankets and his face was squished into the pillow. I could hear his soft snores.

It was cute actually.

I extended my hand, shaking him gently. He moved a little, but didn't wake up. I tried it again and got the same reaction.

I grabbed his cheeks and formed a happy face, and a frowny face, laughing as I did it.

He still didn't wake up. Gosh, are boys really this hard to wake?

I put my thumb on his eyelid, and pulled up, making his eye open and visible. He immediately shut his eye back and started moving.

Corey say up in his bed, rubbing his eyes. He turned and looked at me.

"Hey." he said, in his groggy morning voice.

"Hi." I said, he was shirtless, making this all the bit better.

"Oh, yeah! I totally forgot that we were hanging out today!" he exclaimed, remembering why I was here. I smiled.

"I have somewhere that I want to take you." he said, I nodded.

"What time is it?" he asked.

"Around eleven." I shrugged. I liked around his room. "Where's your parents?"

"Probably at work, they go at different times each day." he told me.

"I'm going to get ready, you can look around the house if you want." he said.

"Okay." I said, then walked out of his room, going to his living room and sitting in the couch.

On the table by the couch was some picture frames. I picked one up and examined it. It was a picture of a dog, but I didn't see one in the house.

The dog looked like a full blooded lab, a black lab to be exact. He was with Corey, and Corey had a huge smile. How cute.

"Okay, let's go." Corey came out, and said.

I set the picture frame down and we headed off to where he was going to take me.