"Boooooooo!" Belle yells while throwing popcorn at the tv.
I sigh, setting another bowl of chips on the coffee table.
"It's 11 o'clock and we haven't even chosen a movie yet, cmon guys!And Belle stop wasting the popcorn please."
She pouts, hugging the popcorn bowl.
" Then make sure Jeremiah doesn't choose his stupid super hero movie"
He rolls his eyes, " it's X Men, and it's not just stupid super heroes."
She throws a popcorn into her mouth, "whatever."
James walks in the room sporting a white shirt and and sweatpants looking heavenly as always. Belle obviously noticing, raising her eyebrows at me.
"How about we just watch something on tv and not Netflix." He signs, running his hand through his hair.
"I agree with James." I plop myself on the couch.
He mutters under his breath, "that's a first."
"I heard you."
He turns my way and grins before turning his attention back to the tv. I sit between Belle and James, snuggling under the warm covers. My eyelids get heavy, before I drift off into sleep.
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I wake up to a hard pillow and someone snoring. I turn to my right to see Belle and then realize where I am.
And what I'm sleeping on.
What you may ask? James.
And my pillow? His chest.
Does he work out?
Good thoughts Finley, good thoughts.
His chest is so hard, he must.
Belles eyes flutter open, she looks around figuring out where she is. She closes her eyes and mutters, " is James chest a good pillow Finley?"
A small smile appears on her lips, "we don't talk about this ever again, ok belle?"
She twirls her finger around in the air, "il think about it." She says before drifting off again.
I get up off of the couch quietly, not wanting to wake the sleeping children.
Thea and I head to the kitchen to make one of my very few meals, pancakes. I grab the pan from the cupboard and start walking to the stove, and once again Thea's chew toy sends me to the ground.
The pan was luckily intact in my hand, my butt took the worse of the fall. It was practically yelling at me to stop falling on it.
I get up sore, using a few choice words to explain my distaste for the fall.
"I see you've made another trip to the floor" James says groggily, taking the orange jus from the fridge. "Oh yea, it's my favourite place to spend my time." I answer sarcastically, hoping he doesn't realize I practically used him as a pillow.
He chuckles taking the cap of the orange jus carton.
My eyes widen at what he was about to do, " you better not be drinking that straight out of the-"
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A Little Cup Of Chaos~Complete~
Dla nastolatkówNew York was the key to everything, to a new life. No bad memories, no pain, no scars. What she didn't know is that not matter what it will always be there. She was planning to deal with it on her own, but after James and her new friends come into...
