Life Changing Moments

Chapter Four

Chapter Four

"Amy," someone whispered in my ear for the hundredth time this morning. Ok, it probably wasn't a hundred times, but it was a lot. "Amy, time to get up," they repeated again.

I groaned and flipped over so that I was facing the wall away from the most annoying person ever. "No, go away." The words were barely comprehensible.

The person gave a chuckle and stood up. "Ok, you asked for it," they said then I heard the door close to my room.

Finally! They must've figured out that I wasn't getting out of this nice warm bed anytime soon. More importantly, they probably knew that if they kept pestering me, that when I got up, they would be sorry that they woke me up at all.

Just when I was on the verge of falling back asleep the door opened again. This person just doesn't know when to give up, do they?

"One last chance, Amy. You need to get up." I heard some rustling then what sounded like . . . the sloshing of water in a bucket? Oh, well. I mentally shrugged my shoulders and went back to ignoring whoever wanted me to wake up so badly.

Before I could do or say anything else a bunch of water was dumped on me, making me soaked from head to toe. I shot out of bed like a rocket spitting and sputtering water from my mouth. I looked to my right to see Tyler laughing his head off with an empty bucket in his hands.

Oh no he didn't. I glared at him so hard the phrase "if looks could kill" came to my mind. I took two steps toward him. "You better have a very good reason for waking me up continually at," I paused looking over at the alarm clock on the nightstand, "7:30 in the morning then soaking me with water. If you don't you better run," I said in such a low voice that I almost scared myself.

After what he did he had the nerve to wink at me. "Do I need a reason? Besides, you should've seen your face when I poured the water on you," he said before he burst out laughing again.

By this point I was so angry, I wasn't even thinking. I saw red. "You are so dead," I all but growled. Yes, I growled at him.

He looked at me funny. "Did you just growl at me?"

Are you kidding me? He didn't even look scared, and I was about ready to choke the life out of that annoyingly muscled body of his. Wait? Focus, Amy! Don't get distracted by his hot body. "You better hope you live to see your next birthday, Tyler." And I charged at him.

He bolted out of the room and down the long hallway with me on his tail. When he made it to the middle of the huge staircase where there was a step that stretched out a little more than the others I yelled a battle cry and jumped onto his back and started pounding on his shoulders.

I caught him off guard and he staggered off balance. "What the--! Are you crazy!" he yelled just before he leaned a little too far to the side and we tumbled down the rest of the stairs with me on his back.

We landed at the bottom with me sprawled on top of him. He groaned and started to wriggle from underneath me. "You're heavy and you got me all wet," he whined looking at his wet shirt.

I sat up slapped his chest. "You had it coming to you, and quit your whining. Your shirt is just damp, but my whole body with soaked and dripping with water." I ringed part of my shirt and water dripped onto the middle of Tyler's shirt. "Maybe next time you'll learn not to wake me up."

He glared at me for getting more water on him. "Next time I'll just have to have a better plan on waking you up." He smirked. "Now, if you don't mind, could you get off me so that I could go change my shirt, or you could just stay there. I'm enjoying right where you anyway, either way works for me."