The Vloggers [1D]

Chapter 42

*ADDIES P.O.V*

I woke up to the smell of bacon drifting up the stairs from the kitchen. After I brushed my teeth, I bounded down the stairs to the source of the smell.

"About time you cook me breakfast." I informed Jaz, taking a seat on the counter.

"Who said this is for you?" She enquired, flipping over an egg then placing the strips of bacon on a napkin covered plate.

"I did, hoe." I spoke while attempting to snatch a strip of bacon. Unfortunetly, Jaz was quick to slap my hand away.

"You can have breakfeast after you take the garbage out." Jaz asserted, pointing her head to the sleek black garbage can in the corner.

I groaned out loud but complied as I knew she really wouldnt give me food. I grabbed the white trash bag and tied it in a tight knot. I slung it over my shoulder and slipped on my red converse that i left by the door. I pulled down the hem of the black tshirt i was wearing along with the green shorts. I opened the door and turned around to close it. I stopped dead in my tracks at what i saw. Youve got to be kidding me.

Girls. Girls surronded our house and the boys. There were at most thirty girls and when i stepped out, they screamed bloody murder. They ran towards me, making me feel as if i was in one of Jazs zombie movies. I froze, unsure of what to do. I honestly treated them as zombies, thinking if i stayed a second longer they would eat my brains. With a piercing scream, i turned and fumbled with the door knob before finally opening the door and slipping inside, leaving the trash bag outside and panting heavily. There wasnt a lot of them but they still out numbered me and they were pretty scary.

"Whats that noise?" Jaz called out from the kitchen.

"Oh, you know, the usual. Thirty screaming girls outside our quaint little home." I answered back, slipping off my shoes and placing them near the door.

"Our home? This is my house, caca face." She retailated, totally oblivious to the huge fact that they were people outside.

Before I could enlighten her on the stampede happening outside, she cut me off; finally coming to her senses.

"Wait. Girls? As in people? Screaming? What?!" She shreiked, sprinting out of the kitchen to the window in the living room. She gasped at what she saw.

"Thats scary." She mumbled, backing away from the window slowly.

"And you left the trash! They could track our dna and find out everything about us!" Jaz freaked, grabbing my collar into her fist and pulling me closer to her.

"They could find out about sophomore year." She whispered.

"Jaz, calm down. Thats not going to happen you idiot. Ill take care of it." I assured her, patting her shoulder before pulling her away from me.

I leaped up the stairs and slid into Mr. Rodriguezs room. I pulled the curtains apart and unlocked the window before pulling it up and sticking ny head out.

When they noticed me, they screamed and pointed. I motioned for them to be quiet, which took forever for them to do, and leaned farther out the window.

"You see that garbage bag? Would one of you be a dear and throw it in that black can by the street? Thank you!" I yelled, cupping my hands around my mouth to make my voice travel more. I saw one blond haired girl pick up the bag and throw it in the can. That was nice!

"Thanks sweetie! Now heres another thing. Do you mind staying outside the gate? Jaz is having a heart attack." They did as I said, closing the gate behind them. Wow, that was easy.