Georgia's p.o.v
"Hello Juda! Hello Julz!" I chirped as I opened the door. "what brings you here at this time? Shouldn't you both be filming a new video round town?" Juda glared at me intensely and said, "Actually I should already be here, asleep, but Julz woke me up to go down town, but we had to finish early because it was cold, plus I wanted to come back to see you two, even though I live here..." I opened my mouth as if to say something, but before I could, she was already making her way towards the kitchen. I hear the cupboard door slam and the horrific squeaking sound of another one opening. I laugh and close the front door waiting for her reaction, as Julz sits down on the couch, turning on the tv. "Holy poop George, do you ever like eat?! Do you ever own food in your cupboard?!" I laugh. "Ahem Juda, let me tell you something about me... The food that is supposed to go in there ends up in here... Specifically two seconds later." She jutted her lip out. "You could have saved some for me!" She shouted jokingly. I walk out of the kitchen and into my room where I opened my laptop and logged into YouTube. My fingers sure typed for themselves as five minutes later I found myself listening to Justin Beiber! "ugh i hate that guy" I say to myself before typing in 'all time low- therapy'. I never really liked the song, I suppose it just wasn't them to me, but hey, I listened to it anyway, it was a good song. I sit in my browsing position for the next ten minutes until I decide to get something to drink. As I open my door, I find Juda sitting down with a cup of tea in her hand. "Woah Dobby Dobbs when the hell did you get there?!" She laughed and held the sparkly mug up to me. I took it from her hand and held it by the handle with both hands whilst watching her struggle to stand up again. After about five minutes she gave up and sat back down, shoving the other cup of tea beside her. "George" she asked. "Yes Juda, what would you like?" She looked up at me. "Can you give me a hand?" I laughed again. "Hmmm, now, do you want my left or right hand? They are both the same, but unfortunately, you'll have to pay for my hand." She hit my leg and pulled a sarcastic face. "Well, I believe you are right handed, so I suppose I'll go for your left hand, I'll even pay you with another cup of tea when you help me up!" I cold tell she was getting annoyed, so, I helped her up.
It had been ten minutes since I helped Juda up, and she's busy in the kitchen making my cup of tea she owes me. Julz is sitting on the sofa watching 'slide on over', one of her favourite tv shows. I didn't really like it, okay, I lie, I love it, me and Thomas would watch it when we were sad, but I don't really watch it because I don't have much time. And Thomas, he was in his room drawing and recording Link and Navi from The Legend of Zeld for his YouTube channel. "Yo HufflePuff" Juda shouts from the kitchen, "could you chuck my duvet on my bed pppllleeeaaassseeee?" I groan and stand up. "Duvet." I imitate her voice. It's annoying when people say that. "It's called a cover!" I shouted, walking into the drying room. "Oh, and don't forget my duvet cover! You know, the red one, the one mom brought me?" I did as requested and took it out along with Tea's Harry Potter cover too. "Julz? Do you want me to shove yours in your room too?" I hear her laugh and I waited until she'd finished. She turned the tv off and walked towards the kitchen, where Juda was, passing me in the process. "Yes pleeeeeesssseee!" I didn't really mind doing this as their rooms are right opposite to mine and Tea's, and plus I was the youngest in the house, so I was technically the only one who still had the energy to do it after a long day at work. I chuck Juda's stuff onto her bed and walk out of the door, doing the same with Julz's stuff and sneakily the same with Thomas', leaving some cookies that Juda made for all of us earlier, without getting in the way of his video. I stand at the door way of my room and sip the tea that Juda rather creepily brought to me earlier. I look into Juda's room and found something out of position on her window sill. I strut into her room and pick it up and put it back in place. "George, are you in my room? Can you put the duvet cover on my duvet?" I swear she does it to annoy me. "No. Not until you call it a cover!" I smile knowing that she will have to call it a cover because she is too lazy to do it herself. "Fine. Can you sort my cover and my duvet cover out pleaseee?" I laughed, grabbed her stuff and shoved it all into my room for me to sort out.
Judas p.o.v
"Pleaseee?" I begged Georgia. If I'm honest I couldn't be bothered to do it myself, but, like she is, she did it for me anyway. Weirdly, I felt a presence behind me. I knew it would either be Georgia coming to make yet another bowl of cereal, or it would be Thomas, getting a bottle of coke, or it could be the silly billy Julz. It's weird to think of how long we've been together. I mean, the first time I met her, I thought she was cool because she stayed up late. But not just because she wanted to, but for me. Alright, I found her weird at first, but that's turned out to be one of the things I like about her. But most of all, she treats me like someone her own age, and I actually felt comfortable talking in front of her. She let me be, well, me, and we always and still talk like we have known each other for so long already! I suppose the only problem we had between each other was that my English wasn't very good, and I thought that the way she spoke was funny. Sometimes I felt that we misunderstood each other in some things, but now, it's like we've known each other like since we were born. We're like sisters almost! I remember that time when I asked her about doing the Harlem Shake together, that's when we first 'met'. Ah fun times. Or as Georgia would say, 'spiffing' or 'jolly good'. But anyway, who is this person? Is it even a person, or is it Georgia's cat? Or maybe Julz's cat... Either way, there is something behind me...
