Waking Up To Boys

Chapter 1

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I slowly feel myself waking up, the bright sunshine streaming in through my opened window.  I stretch my arms out wide, yawning.

As I stretch I suddenly feel something hard come in contact with my arm.

"OWW, shit, Meghan," I hear someone say, still too tired to realize that there's a guy sitting in my bed right next to me.

"Ahhhh," I scream as loud as possible, hoping that someone will hear my desperate cry for help, to get this guy out of my bed. 

"Shh, Meghan," the guy tells me quickly shoving his hand over my mouth.  "You're gonna wake your dad up," he says as if I should know this already or something.

"Who the hell are you.  Get out of my bed," I hiss at the stranger, I must admit he's attractive but what is he doing in my bed?

"Were playing that game again," he says seductively climbing on top of me. Placing his muscular arms on either side of my body.  I struggle to get out form under him, but he probably weighs at least fifty pounds more than me so it's no use.

"Get off me you perv," I tell him finally managing to shove him off of me.  Looking down I notice for the first time that I'm not wearing an clothes.  I quickly grab my purple floral covers and throw them over my naked body as quickly as possible.

"Who are you?" I ask him again, as he sits on the other side of the bed, with a smirk lingering on his face.

"Babe, don't pretend like you don't remember me, or last night.  No one forgets me," he says giving me a wink. Seriously who is this cocky douche sitting on my bed?

"Meghan?" I hear a familiar voice call from down the hallway.  My dad, and if he finds this creep in my room, he'll kill him.

"Shit," the guy mutters under his breath, scrambling off of the bed, searching for a place to hide.  I see him run into my closet, quickly shutting the door right before my dad rushes in.

Before he makes his way into the closet I catch a glimpse of the name on his back, Kinnerman.  I'm so confused at that moment that I hardly realize my dad standing over me, looking extremely concerned.  

It all comes back to me now, he's Jack Kinnerman.  I had a crush on him in middle school, which was only last year, and I'm pretty sure he didn't even know that I existed. So what is he doing in my house, and in my bed with no clothes on for that matter.

"Meg?  Meghan?" I hear my dad say from where he stood above my bed.

"Yeah?" I ask, still clutching my comforter to my chest, not wanting to have a little malfunction in front of my dad.  I think I've been embarrassed enough for one day, thank you very much.

"Why were you screaming?" he asks.

I pause for a moment, racking my brains for something to say besides that my middle school crush was just lying in my bed with me, and lord knows what we were doing last night, not that I have evne the slightest idea.

"I just had a nightmare, that's all," I lie to him, but really what else would I tell him.

"Okay, well just be down in about half an hour, you can't be late for school anymore, you've already had two detentions this quarter," he says.  My stomach drops, what is he talking about?  Me, Meghan Beth Rogers, a detention?  No there's no possible way that I would do anything to even come close to a detention.