saturday, 7:30am
mika's pov:
i woke up, and sat up, rubbing my eyes. i looked around, and remembered that me and the rest of the gang had slept over at my house last night. i was the only one awake, miles had his arm on his head, and had a blanket and a bunch of pillows around him, chapa was next to him, her phone right next to her, and bose's head was on his arm, and he had a blanket on him.
stood up quietly, went upstairs, found an outfit (the one from chapa's phone home, 2x20, the yellow shirt, with the flowers and the tie at the bottom). went into the hall'
Jathroom, took a shower, got dressed, brushed my teeth, and
brushed my hair (her hair looks like how it did in big dynomite, 3x3.) i went downstairs, and found miles eating cereal, chapa sitting at the table on her phone, and bose was looking in the pantry.
"hey guys," i said.
"what took you so long, sis?" miles said.
"what do you mean?" i said, checking the time on my phone, it was 7:55, "i woke up at like 7:30, what do you mean 'what took so long'?"
"i dunno, just wanted to annoy you." miles said, chuckling.
"ugh." i said, going over to the pantry to get syrup, "excuse me, bose."
"you are excused, mika." bose said.
"um, no, honey, i meant 'excuse me', to like move, so i could get in to the pantry."
"oh, sorry." bose said, sounding slightly sad.
"oh, buddy, it's ok, not everyone gets things the first time." i said, rubbing his shoulder.
"thanks mika," bose said, going to the table
i got the syrup out of the pantry and grabbed the waffle mix. i put waffles in the waffle maker we have, and after about 20 minutes or so, there were 12 waffles. i put the plate of waffles on the table, with four other plates.
"hey miles, can you get forks and knives?"
"stop demanding." miles said, rolling his eyes.
"i'm not demanding," i said, placing the plates out on the table.
"fine," miles said, getting up and getting the silverware.
20 minutes later...
we were all eating waffles when i heard my mom come downstairs.
"hey mom." i said.
"hey miss, good morning."
all at the same time we spoke, "morning mommy." miles said, "good morning mrs: macklin" bose said, "morning mom." i said, "morning", chapa said. (they all said that at the same time
"what did you kids do last night?" mom asked.
i panicked, they can't know that me and bose kissed last night, i mean it took a while for us to convince my mom that the first time we were "kissing" was fake and it was because we had to hide our identities, if that was crazy, then when she finds out we actually did, she'll go insane! "um, nothing." i said, quickly.
"what do you mean 'nothing'?" bose asked, looking at me, i just stared at him.
"yeah, what do you mean?" chapa asked, "last night we binge watched shows ave ate snacks."
"well that's basically nothing," i said, "that's basically what we do every time."
"true, i got it." chapa said, eating her waffles.
