Chapter 8

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"Noo... get the hell off of me!" I groaned when I felt someone sit on top of my sleeping body.

"Not unless you wake up!" I heard Aspen retort.

"Why? It's a Saturday!" I reasoned with a raspy voice.

"We're supposed to go to the mall today!" Charlotte reminded.

"Can't we put that off until later?" I whined, while flailing my arms around in an attempt to slap Aspen of my back.

"No. We need as much girl time as possible," Courtney's voice chirped in.

"God! How many of you are in my room!" I rubbed my eyes as I began to sit up. "Get off, I'm getting up," I told Aspen.

"God! Someone's quite grumpy this morning!" Aspen grumbled as she fell on the floor.

"You deserved it," I laughed.

"To answer your question there's 4 other people in this room besides you," I heard Piper.

"Kirsten! Why'd you let them up!" I yelled groggily.

"Because I love their methods for waking you up and you have to go shopping with them! Hurry up!" Kirsten listed, I could sense the evil smile on her face.

"Ughh..." I groaned as I walked to the dresser to pull out my clothes.

"We'll be waiting downstairs with Kirsten, you have 30 minutes or Aspen will pull you out of the room, clothed or not," Charlotte said seriously, the last time I took longer than 30 minutes, which was because I fell asleep, they put me in the bathtub and started the cold shower.

My eyes widened and I ran into the bathroom. I brushed quickly but throughly. I stripped out of my clothes and took a nice hot shower. I dried myself, moisturized, and finally put on my clothes. I wore a pair of light blue skinny jeans, a black tank top, and threw on a red, black, and white checkered flannel on top of it. I wore my gray vans to complete the look. It was only October, but it was as cold as Antarctica.

I brushed my hair, and fishtail braided it to the side and slid down the staircase railing.

"Winter, how many times have I told you not to slide down the banister?" Kirsten scolded.

"As many times as I slid down the railing," I stuck my tongue out.

She glared at me,"Sorry," I bit my bottom lip, a habit that gave away my lies.

"You took 27 minutes, those three minutes were your saving grace," Charlotte checked her watch and looked at my face.

"Don't you want to stay for breakfast?" Kirsten asked as flipped another pancake.

"No it's okay," Piper responded politely.

"I'm making pancakes, even the chocolate chip ones I know Aspen likes," Kirsten sang as she wiped her hands on a cloth.

"We're staying!"Aspen literally shouted as she jumped with joy.

"Get the rope, we're gonna need to tie her down," I sighed.

"Here," Courtney took it out of her purse.

We all turned to look at her.
"What?" She grinned sheepishly."I need it in case of Aspen's emergencies!"

"Seriously? I don't need to be tied down!" Aspen argued.

"Aspen dear, we need to get you help," Kirsten shook her head as she gave Aspen her pancakes.

Aspen's eyes lit up, the chocolate was taking control of her very entity. I always knew that chocolate was too good to be true.

"Get the rope ready," I mouthed to Courtney.

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