Chapter 8 (Hannah’s P.O.V.)
“Hey wake up sleepy head!” a voice rang in my head. I groaned as I shoved my head under my pillow. I didn’t care what time it was, I did not want to get up.
“Get up!” I could recognize the voice now. It was Sabrina.
“Go away.” I groaning.
“But…” Tracey whined. “We were wanting to have a shopping day…”
I really liked the sound of that, but I was liking my bed a little more right now. I mean Liam went to bed around two this morning and I had stayed up for at least another hour.
“Wake up!” Tracey yelled as I felt a new weight on my bed. Then someone was bouncing up and down on my bed. I groaned, throwing my pillow at them. That backfired, because they caught it and threw it right back, hitting me in the face with it. I growled as I kicked out, making contact with the person’s leg.
“Ahhh!” filled my room. I smiled as I heard who I guess was Tracey hit my bedroom floor. “Not fair.”
Laughter filled the air. I peeked out from under my pillow to see Sabrina holding her stomach as she laugh. I rolled my eyes as I covered my head up again. I felt a pair of hands go on my bed as they began to shake me.
“Seriously, Hannah,” they whined. “Get up please.”
I sighed as was shook harder and harder, “Oh my god! Trace get off!”
“No.” I could tell she was using her pouty voice, “Not until you get up.”
I groaned, “What time is it?”
“Seven.” Bri answered.
My eyes widened, “Oh my god!” I kicked at Tracey as I growled. “You have got to be kidding me!”
I was sitting up in my bed now, glaring at them. I looked over my clock, confirming the time. This was so not cool.
“I don’t believe you two! What would possess you to wake me up this early?!” Now don’t get me wrong, I am usually the first one up. It was just those usually the days that I go to sleep before three in the morning.
“We wanted to have a girls’ day on the town.” Sabrina said as she stuck her lower lip out.
“Yeah.” Tracey joined her as they both began to plea in unison, “Pleaseeeee.”
I sighed as I chucked my pillow at the two of them, “Get out so I can get dressed.”
“Yay!” they cheered and high-fived as they left my room.
I half-sighed, half-growled as I forced myself out of my bed. I took a moment to stretch before heading for my closet. I slipped into a pair of black jeans and a black tank top before searching for a shirt for the day. I decided on a gray shirt that said ‘Rock Star’. I walked to my bathroom and brushed my hair. After an intense staring contest with my mirror, I decided to leave my hair down.
Tracey and Sabrina were waiting for me in the living room. Tracey as stretched out on the floor again. She was wearing her favorite red skinny jeans with a white shirt that said ‘love’. Bri was dressed in ripped capri pants along with a baggy pink shirt that read ‘Follow Your Heart’.
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