my best friends older brother

2.

This is kind of a filler page because the big party is next episode. Please point put my spelling mistakes

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"Wake up!" I heard a scratchy voice complain and felt hands pushing at me. I opened my eyes and they stung, the blinds were open and the sky was white.

"What." I dragged out, pulling my blanket over my head as a barricade from the light.

I heard sandy sigh and walk away, then called back to me; "Are you up for the party?"

I immediately flung the blanket off my head, "That's today!?" For your information, it's a Saturday. Sandy's parents weren't home yet, and are probrably going to stay over at a hotel tonight.

"Yeah dipshit," she sarcastically remarked, "it starts at 6pm and it's like 12:30 right now so..." She dragged out the so.

"So what!? What I'm hearing is that you woke me up 5 and a half hours early." I complained. Needless to say, I was not impressed. I sat up in bed, looking around.

"I let Gretta out an hour ago." I watched as she sat at her makeup desk again. Then I saw a whicked grin cover her face and she turnt to me. Mischievous.

"What?" I asked, rubbing my non black eye.

"Can I cover up your black eye?" She said, her smile only growing due to her excitement. It's genuinely shocking how 2 people so different can be friends.

"With makeup?" I scoffed, rolling my eyes.

"Oh come on!" She pleaded, I've always retaliated at any girly activity she's tried to drag me into. I mean dress up? Really?

"Okay, but only a cover up." I said sternly. "And not yet, do it at like 3 or 4 when I won't accidentally smudge it."

"Smartass." She said, her smile drooping into a straight line. She turnt back to her vanity, doing her makeup already. Although right now she was only applying lotion or something? I'm not into that stuff.

As I stood up from my warm fortress of solitude, my stomach grumbled. Yeah, maybe I should have breakfast before anything else. I walked over to Sandys desk and stuck my hand out. She plopped a hair tie into my hand and I let out a small thanks.

I put the hair bobble between my teeth as I dragged my untamed hair back into a low ponytail. Leaving some hair out due to its short uneven length.

Finally, I could go and have some food. I am starved! I didn't eat dinner last night, all I had was candy. I took a small jog down the hallway all the way to the stairs. I swear that hallway gets longer every time I walk down it.

Soon, I was at the front door but I could smell something. Something delicious. I peaked my head around the doorway and saw Zain at the oven making some pancakes.

My mouth watered at the sight, they looked so perfect I could just lunge out and snatch them all. But I won't.

I watched Zain stop for a moment, "How long are you going to stand there staring at me?" He asked. I was busted.

I stepped out from my hiding place around the corner and saw him throw a dimpled smile my way. "You want some?" He asked, swivelling the one that was being made.

I nodded eagerly. If I'm being completely honest, I don't know how to make anything. I can only make a tea, but that isn't food.

I walked past him and to the mug cupboard, grabbing my favourite mug. A light muted green colour, kind of army green I suppose? Sandy bought me it a few months ago because it 'matched my eyes'.

I set the mug down beside the kettle and relaxed as I heard it whistle. I poared a hefty amount of sugar into my cup as well as 1 true blue English teabag. Even though I'm American.

The kettle quietened down so I poared it, unfortunately I was in my own world. Why is that unfortunate, you may ask? Because the kettle shifted a bit in my grasp and spilled piping hot water all over my other hand that was holding the mug.

I whinced, holding my hand close to my chest. One of my eyes went watery at the stinging sensation. "Run it under some cold water!" Zain reassured, unable to help as he was just serving up my pancakes.

I staggered over to the sink and ran cold water all over it. This is going to bite me later.

"You okay?" I heard him ask, stepping over to check up on me.

I looked up at him and sarcastically remarked "Yes I'm fantastic." Although, I did feel bad a moment afterwards when I saw how he was genuinely worried.

"Anyways, your pancakes are ready" He presented them to me and I was back to being hungry. Completely drawn away from the burn covering my hand.

"Thank you!" I exclaimed, holding the plate with my stack of 4 plump pancakes. I set them down on the counter and walked towards the mess of spillage that surrounded my cup. I cannot be asked right now, I thought as I finished preparing my drink.

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When I'd finished the pancakes, I walked back in only to see no sign of Zain or any mess that I made. I should've asked if he could give me and Sandy a ride to the party. Missed a great opportunity. I'll get Sandy to ask him later.

I opened my 'hidden cupboard but the packet of dried leaves was nowhere to be seen. Weird.

I set down my now empty plate and mug and was on my way back to Sandys room when I felt something brush past my leg. I looked down to see Gretta.

"Hey!" I said, bending down and letting her climb up in my lap. I wish I could take her to this party, then atleast one thing can calm me.

I grabbed her in my arms, giving her a tight squeeze which she wasn't very enthusiastic about. I walked back up the stairs, letting her hind legs dangle with each step.

Eventually, we made it back to Sandys room; only to hear her on the phone again. Gretta gave me a judgemental look as I placed my ear to the door. It's not my fault I'm nosey!

"Hey Ruby," Sandy said, sounding awkward after trying to strain her voice to sound higher. "I'm just calling to ask how big this party will be... is it like a few close friends or full on frat party?"

I heard Ruby let out a mean girl laugh and then say something along the lines of "I wouldn't say frat party, I'd say it's just a massive party. There's gonna be college students and alchohol, so you probrably won't fit in." What a bitch! It's true that it's not Sandys 'thing', but to say that directly to the persons face is on a whole nother level.

"Kay, thanks Rubes." She said, sounding a little bitter. I heard her nail tap the phone which I indicated as my sign to walk back in.

Sandy looked at me like I was from a horror movie. "Alex!" She yelled, "Do you know what time it is!? Its 5:20! We leave in about 30 minutes." She was going on a monologue about the importance of being on time or whatever. How was I meant to know? I was sat on the sofa watching cartoons.

I rolled my eyes, ignoring her spew of hatred as I gathered up an outfit that didn't look like utter trash. In the end my outfit was kinda basic.

I put together a red tshirt with a black long-sleeve underneath, some baggy jeans shorts, black socks with a skull at the top of the outer ankle, a guitar necklace, a shark watch and finally some slightly platform's shoes.

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I'm going to put in a slide in the next page which shows what the outfits look like!