Sunshine and City lights

CHAPTER 6 ---inside joke. Part 1---

This chapter is dedicated to @tennisforever for the awesome comment below. Stay Spectacular dudette!!! You’ve got to read her story, Midnight Mischief, It’s A.W.E.S.O.M.E. 

So anyway, now serving the long awaited chapter 6XP

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I roll around and cover my ears from the horrifying sound. It’s causing me nightmares instead of sweet dreams about fluffiness and cute things. Cute things worth dying for like rabbits and poufy pillows and rabbits and hot guys and ice cream and cute miniature things and...Carter?  

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See, what did I tell ya? It causes me nightmares. Ha, I finding that douche cute is an understatement. Never in my life did I think of him that way. Then why’d ya had a crush on him before? I was naïve to his charms, even if we seldom talked when we were young. So in other words, I was plain stupid.

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“HELLO!!!” I yelled at the thing that ringing. “GIVE ME ONE GOOD REASON FOR WAKING UP!  HELLO?!”

The ringing continues and the more I get pissed. “Listen you fucking idiot, whoever you are, I am having my beauty sleep so do you mind?!”

“Well this is amusing.” a familiar voice answered.

My eyes shot wide open at the voice. I scanned the room to see if there was a person present in my room or was I just hearing things. That voice is haunting me, I’m sure of it. Too familiar and creepy but I can’t think of anyone with that kind of voice. All deep and velvety that I’m sure I was swooning. Gee, your hormones are going to take control of you, Millicent, if you persist on thinking like that.

I scan the room again to see a silhouette at my door. I focused my eyes, squinting at the shadow.

 Shit.

“What the hell are you doing in my room?!” I screeched, throwing my pillow at the person, hoping for a perfect aim.

“I crossed over the window.” he said with a grin.

“You crossed over my window without thinking about my privacy? You’re a sick little imp bastard, you know that?” I retorted.

I shouldn’t have left my window open last night. If I only knew this would happen to me and wreck my day; I wouldn’t open it ever again. Anyone could get in my room and do unsuspected things, other than people who would do it intentionally.

He cocked his head to the side with a lopsided grin on his face, “I’m six-foot three and you’re calling me an imp?”

“You don’t need to rub it in! Just because I’m five-seven and puberty got along with your height means I’m that puny.” I said, leaning back to show him my exhaustion.

I wish he would just spontaneously combust and leave me be with my beauty sleep. I mean it’s only 8 on a Saturday morning; I shouldn’t be awake till noon. Yes, I wake up very late on weekends if ever you are wondering. I sleep the whole day to be in la la land and things there are just so perfect that I wish it would happen in real life. I wish I would never wake? No. I still want to be in reality if you know what I mean. I want to live my life and I intend to live it to the fullest. YOLO would be the definition of it. But in a very different way.

“I’m not saying you’re puny, you’re simply small.” He said, moving towards my bed.

“Stay where you are, buster!” I ordered. “Don’t dare to move.