My Notes To You

24 | Coke and Mentos

Aliyia

I'm the only friend who has amazing ideas because I just got another fun idea we could do. Although I should wait till everyone is awake. It's only 11:30 am but I'm pretty sure everyone is still passed out.

One lucky thing about my room is it has a balcony. I don't understand why Zayden saved me this room out of all the other ones. He honestly is the most whipped person I've ever met.

Getting up from my comfy bed, I slip on some slippers and head to the balcony. The fresh Hawaii air is everything. If I could live here every day for the rest of my life I would.

I hope I can live here with my significant other one day. Or maybe own a beach house like this with whoever I end up with.

My phone dings from the bedroom and I leave the balcony to go check who it's from. Zayden, why is he up? I thought he would be asleep right now.

zayden 🫂

Z: are you up?

Me: yeah, why?

Z: can you come down?

Me: I could but why?

Z: please

Me: fine u gremlin
read 11:34 am

Wow, the bitch really left me on read. Why is he calling me downstairs at 11 am? He makes it sound serious.

I open my door and notice Zayden's room door slightly open. I know I shouldn't but I peek through the gap and see a box on his bed.

Not that it's any of my business but I'm really curious. Maybe he ordered something off amazon. The door slightly creaks as I open it but not loud enough for someone downstairs to hear.

As I approach the bed I see a bunch of letters and little notes in one pile. Huh? How weird. Why does he have so many letters and notes?

Once again, curiosity flows through me and I have the urge to look at one of the letters. Just before I can pick one up, Zayden comes in the room. Shit.

"What are you doing?" He asks, coming closer to me. "Oh, I saw a box on your bed and was curious to see what it was." There's no point in lying since I was already caught.

"What are those?" I point to the piles of papers inside the box.

"Just old papers from my childhood, nothing important," he said, running a hand through his hair. I thought he would be mad at me for snooping around. "Aren't you mad at me for snooping?"

He looks at me a small grin appears on his face. "I could never be mad at you"

That's surprising. "Oh, well what did you want me to meet you downstairs for?"

"I was thinking we could have a movie marathon with the others when they wake up," he says, sitting on the edge of his bed.

No way the guy read my mind. That was originally the idea I had planned in my head.

But Couldn't he just wait till everyone was awake? "Why couldn't we do that when the others were awake?"

A sudden smirk shows up on his face. "Well I was thinking we could wake them up with a little.." he pauses. "Fun?"