For the second time today I woke up to the sound of Zoe. Only this time it was a persistent knocking on my door and a mixture of "Wake up!" and "Get out of bed"
Half-awake I rolled out of bed, to open the door for Zoe.
"What is it?" I asked groggily while rubbing my eyes.
"Do you know what time it is?"
"Too-early-to-be-awake time?"
"Nope. Try again."
"Time for you to leave?" I asked, only half joking.
"Haha." She stated dryly, "Very funny, you should be a comedian."
"Zoeeee!" I whined "Just tell me the time!"
"It's 2:00 you lazy bum!"
"Haha very funny, tell me what time it really is."
"I'm not kidding!"
No way. I couldn't have slept for an extra four hours right? I couldn't have a date with Joe in just 30 minutes right? Haha this was a cruel joke. Except this was no joke!
"NO! OH MY GOD! I NEED TO LEAVE NOW!!!"
Quickly I ran past Zoe, and down to the bathroom to brush my teeth, then put a piece of toast in the toaster. Then I ran back upstairs past Zoe again and quickly took off my pajamas. I picked out the first dress I saw in the closet and quickly threw it on. It had been a while since I'd gotten changed in front of Zo. It reminded me of the changing room days, where the girls would rate all the guys in the class, while the boys could hear everything from next door. Little girls really are vicious creatures.
"Hey, did your chest get bigger!?"
I laughed and threw a pillow at her and muttered "I wish!" under my breath. I ran past her again to collect my slightly burnt toast from downstairs. I tried to eat my toast and apply my mascara at the same time, and it was not working. So Zoe kindly stepped in and applied my mascara while I munched on my toast. The tricky part came when she tried to do my lipstick. I was chewing so obviously my lips were moving, and what happened well, teeth ended up more pink than my lips.
But still I was grateful! Glad I had Zoe on makeup duty, she did a really good job! Talk about friends with benefits!
I gave Zoe a quick hug and a thank you. Then at the speed of light I ran out of the house, before I could answer Zoe's question of: "Where are you actually going?"
I was in a rush, I wasn't actually hiding the truth!
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My Boyfriend's(?) Roommate
FanfictionWhat are we? Are you my boyfriend? Even if I love your roommate? But who is the roommate and who is the boyfriend? Joe or Caspar? #87 Alfie #187 Zoella