Behind the Mask

8.

Jake and I stopped our fighting immediately as we both turned our head towards the door, where the sound came from.

"Haydyn!" I screamed with excitement, as I lept up from the floor and ran towards him.

He laughed that deep laugh of his and opened his arms wide for me, as I jumped, and gave me one of his infamous bear hug.

He gives the best hugs IN THE WORLD!

"Sweet-cheeks! How've you been baby girl, haven't seen you hanging 'round here lately. Nor have you come visited The Gate recently, everyone misses you, y'know!"

I untangled myself from Haydyn's arms, and stared up at his two pools of melted chocolate.

You mean his eyes, idiot.

Yeah, same thing!

"Sorry Hay. Been a little busy lately with school and all. Have to revise for my exams 'cause, y'know, A* are everything!" I replied guiltily, I missed hanging with the boys.

Okay, I may be a badass but exams really are important!

Yeah, what a joke - everyone's gonna be like 'look at that badass with all her coolass grades, I wish I was as cool as her!'

"Don't worry sweet-cheeks," he let out a exasperated sigh and shakes his head in disappointed. "I'll just tell them that you have no social life whatsoever and you're a complete saddo who is proud to be a
homeworkismyfriend-oholic."

My hands rose on its own accord and, before I could stop myself, I slapped him....oops

"Dang sweet-cheeks, that was merely a tickle! What happened to your punches?" Haydyn cried out in horror.

Definitely not the reaction I was expecting.

He picked up one of my arms and let it flop back to the side of my body, whilst letting out a fake-girl scream.

"Omg Jay-Jay! What happened to your sister's arms? They're basically made of over cooked spaghetti."

Yup, DEFINITELY not the reaction I was expecting...

"Omg Hay-Hay I know right? Preach it honey, preach it!" Jake said in an equally camp voice.

I crossed my arms and pouted.

I'll show them whose arms are made of spaghetti!

Making a fist with one hand, I stalked over to Haydyn and threw the hardest punch my small body would allow.

Guess where that punch was directed ladies and gentlemen; oh yeah, straight at the downstairs compartment!

Go figure! You know where the ding-dong is located! Whoooo.....

Ding-dong...? Wtf?

He doubled over, spluttering and gasping for air.

"AAAAHH OMG Hay-Hay! Are you okay?!" My brother cried as he rushed over to Haydyn.

"Who was it you were saying had spaghetti arms?" I taunted.

"How could you do this to him? I am, like, sooo gonna to ruin you!" Jake shouted, still in his camp phase.

He ran at me with a war cry and rugby tackled me to the floor.

Once again, ladies and gentlemen, we are in a tickling war.