Fire

Chapter 6

~Stephanie's POV~

I wake up to loud talking and people laughing. I groan and sit up just to find all guys that were sound asleep on my floor last night watching sports on my t.v.

"What are you guys doing," I ask yawning and rubbing my eyes.

"What does it look like," Conner says from my desk.

He has a book in his hands that looks a lot like...my diary.

"Why are you reading my diary," I ask, not really caring enough to get out of bed.

"Just curious," he says, his eyes moving across every word I have written in there.

Since I just started it a few days ago there really is nothing terribly scandalous written in there.

He sets it down and looks at me with worried eyes, I just ignore him and throw the blankets off my body. Most of them look towards me, checking me out.

"What day is it," I ask Jake.

"Saturday," he answers.

"Awesome," I say happily.

I walk into the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. I take the rubber band out of my hair and start brushing out the knots. When I'm done, I go back to my room to make my bed.

When that task is done I turn to everyone.

"Did you guys already eat," I ask.

"No," they all said in unison.

I giggle, that sounded really weird.

"I'm gonna make breakfast," I skip down the stairs, everyone following me to the kitchen.

They all hang out around the kitchen while I crack about 15 eggs into an overgrown glass bowl. There are a lot of guys over here, it's like a male model convention. I attach the glass bowl to the mixer. While it's mixing I add in sliced green peppers, salt, pepper, and parsley. When it's done mixing I put it all in a pan and start scrambling them.

I order some of them to put bacon on a pan and put it in the oven and someone to put butter biscuits in the oven.

When the food is done, I place all the food on the dinning room table and then everyone starts chowing down.

"The food is great Steph," a guy says.

"You're an amazing cook," another says.

I smile proudly. I always knew I was a good cook. But before I can thank them for all their compliments, the doorbell rings. I groan when I think it may be more of Conner's friends.

I hurry to answer the door. The person rings the door ell one more time so I pick up the pace.

I swing the door open and am met with the gorgeous face I love...or like. Whatever.

"Hey Luc," I smile and he smiles back.

"Hey beautiful."

I widen the door, inviting him in. He gladly steps in and squints his eyes.

"Are you cooking something," I ask.

"Yeah, the guys decided to stay for breakfast," I shrug.

He nods.

"Come on," I take his hand and lead him back to the dinning room.

When we get there, they all stop eating and stare at us. Everyone is confusion, but Jake and Conner in sheer anger.

"Luc, meet my friends, and my brother, who you've already met," I say. I name them all one by one. Josh, Ethan, Dylan, Tyler, Drake, Ian, Paul, Sam, Embry, Eddie, and lastly, Jake.