♦♥ Chapter #8 ♥♦
Last Day in the City
Isabel’s POV
I woke up got, took a shower and got dressed. Then I went downstairs to find Chaz sitting on the couch watching Sponge Bob.
“Morning Chazzy.”
“HEY IZABEL!” he says loudly.
I laugh. “You’re going to wake everybody else up.”
“Good,” he says back, “they should wake up its already 11.”
I hear the door open so Chaz and I turn to see Justin and Ryan.
“Where did you guys go?” I ask.
“To get bagels.” Ryan says as he holds up a brown bag.
“And pancake bites.” Adds Justin.
“Oh yay food.” I say as Chaz and I get off the couch we were sitting on.
“Somebody wake up everyone else.” Chaz says.
I smile. “I got this don’t worry.”
I go over to the stairs as Justin, Ryan and Chaz stare at me probably wondering what I’m going to do.
“ASSES GET DOWN HERE FOR BAGELS AND PANCAKE BITES!” I screamed, cleared my throat. “Thank you.” I added at normal voice level.
“Someone say something. I think I lost my hearing.” Chaz says.
“Something.” Ryan says back.
“Ok I can hear. How can that not bother you Justin?” Chaz replies.
“I’m used to the fans screaming.” Justin says.
Then we hear footsteps on the stairs.
“Why did you call us asses? I thought that was Ryan’s nickname” Brianna says.
“Ha-ha very funny.” Ryan says sarcastically.
“Its’ true. Don’t deny it Butsy,” Rythima says, “or should I say assy?”
We all start laughing and go into the kitchen to start eating.
“Ryan and I already ate so we are going to look around down stairs.” Justin says.
We all nod or say, “ok” as they put on their shoes and leave.
“Did you know that you can choke on a pancake bite?” Christian asks.
“You can choke on any food.” Amanda says.
“Yea but you don’t expect it from a little pancake bite,” Brianna says, “I’ll tell you the story how I choked on one.”
This should be good.
Justin’s POV
After walking around the lobby for a little while me and Ryan go to the small gym room.
We go in and sit on these exercise bikes.
“My machine is being too personal.” I say.
“What?” Ryan asks confused.
“Yeah it’s asking me for my age and weight.” I reply.
He laughs. “The machine likes you. Georgi has some competition.”
I roll my eyes as I press the cancel button.
“Did it ask for your age and weight?” I ask him.
