Fixing A Broken Relationship

Chapter 8

"Oh. My. Gosh. Th-that was horrifying." Destiny trembled.

"Hey. You suggested a scary movie, and a "scary" movie is what you got." I said adding air quotes to the scary part. I smirk at her wide- eyed stare.

The rest of them were just shaking like they had just seen her.

"Let's just go to bed." I suggest. We spread out our sleeping bags, fighting over space, and squiggle into them.

"Good night." I said calmly. They just murmured in response. Too scared to think straight, I suppose.

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The next morning, everyone seemed to be back to normal, just a little frazzled, but still normal.

"So, what do you guys wanna do today?" I asked.

They all shrugged. You wouldn't believe the lack of creativity here!

I sighed. "I'm sorry I made you guys watch that movie. I didin't know it'd scare you that much." I ran a hand through my long hair.

"No. It isn't your fault. I guess we just can't handle scary movies as best as we thought we could." Audrey admitted.

"Well, to make up for it, why don't we go out for breakfast at...um....IHOP?" I suggested.

"Yeah! I haven't been there in AGES!!!" Jayda yelled. I guess she's not scared any more. Hm.

I covered my ears and said, "Why are you yelling? We're right in front of you!"

"Oh. Sorry," she said.

Then, Luke came down. His hair was a mess! It looked like he had just woken up, but it's almost 11! Well, I can't blame him. I sleep in until 12 when I'm exhausted or want to daydream some more.

And then I came to my senses. "EEEPPP!!!!" I screamed. He was just in his boxers! Even in my sixteen years of living with him, it's still gross. But then, I started laughing uncontrollably. He was wearing his Superman boxers. Ahahah! That's what six year olds wear!

All the rest of the girls started laughing, too, but they were blushing like mad! They looked like a group of tomatoes.

"L-Luke, you had b-b-better go upstairs before y-you e-e-embarrass yourself more!!!" I choked put between laughs. I felt around for my phone. Darn it! It's still in the living room! I would've taken a picture and put it on Facebook, Instagram, or Tumblr. Anything to make him die of humiliation.

He had a confused look on his face. Then he looked down, joined the group of tomatoes, and ran back up the stairs. OH MY GOSH!!!!!! THAT WAS THE FUNNIEST THING EVER!!!!!!!!! It was like double payback for the whipped cream. More than double payback. Like, quadruple payback.

Once we all had calmed down enough to stand up, we walked out the door and to the my car. It was kinda tight since there's like 6 of us, but I'm sure we'll survive until IHOP.

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"Table for 6 please." I told the person at the counter by the door.

"Follow me please," she said. Hm, she sounded bored. I suppose this isn't the most exciting job in the world, but hey. At least you get enough to pay whatever, right? She grabbed some menus and led us to our table, I mean, booth. A few people stare, since we are in our pajamas still and, if you went by our hair, you would think we just went through a hurricane.