"Wake up!" I jumped and my eyes go wide as I hear the yelling and feel a body jumping on me.
"Holy fuck-muffins!" I scream.
"Fuck-muffins? That's new." Marissa giggles.
"Where's the killer?!" Troye panics, rushing in, wearing nothing but his boxer shorts and a shoe in his right hand.
"Oops." Marissa giggles once more.
Troye relaxed his body, he no longer held the shoe in attack mode. He leaned the side of his body against the door frame and crossed his arms. He looked us up and down, he raised an eyebrow and put on a mischievous smirk. "Hot."
I take another look at Marissa and I, sheets off, me on the bottom and Marissa kneeling on top of me around the groin area.
"Wanna join?" Marissa asks with a raise eyebrow and seductive smirk.
"Ugh." I groan. "You're both gross."
"Hey, you've know me for a week now, you should know this already." He chuckles
"Wow."
"What?" Marissa asks.
"I just can't believe its been a week."
"Why's that so hard to believe?" Asks Troye.
"Because that means I havent spoken to Isaac in a week."
"You've both been busy, settling in and managing school, you can't expect to talk everyday." Marissa says calmly, she hops off of me. "Don't worry about it." She smiles. "Let's go, Troye." Marissa placed a hand on his skinny chest. "You can make me breakfast." She smiles.
"B-but.." Troye whimpers like a child. "It's 7am..." He sobs.
"We're already awake anyway, let Jamie get dressed." She smiles mischeviously. "It'll be fun." She winks and strings Troye along by the hands.
"Cook, talk, do what you want, just nothing sexual!" I yell.
"Can't promise you anything!" She giggles.
"Ugh!" I groan, falling back heavily onto my navy blue pillow.
Marissa had come over everyday for the past week, not to visit her best friend, but to see Troye, she, I quote "must do him agaisnt the wall at least once".
I grabbed a fresh set of clothes and my towel. But not without hearing Marissa's famous "loud to make him think he's funny" laugh and Troyes soft laugh-chuckles.
"I hear flirting!" I sing.
I walked out of my room in my black singlet and PJ shorts, I was not yet comfortable enough with Troye for him to see me in such vulnerable clothing, as much as I liked him and got along with him this past week, it was still only a week long friendship. I have issues when it comes to these things, besides my family, Marissa and Isaac, no one has seen me in these clothes. I used the towel to cover most of my body as I rushed to the shower.
"Hey, Jame?" I hear Marissa call out, knocking on the bathroom door.
"Yeah?" I call back.
"We've got class, so, see you tonight, there's break-y on the table."
"Okay! Bye!" I continue my perfectly warm temperature shower. After getting out, I realised that I didn't have any clothes besides my underwear and bra, I must have left the rest in my room when I was focusing on rushing across the living room. I sighed a difficult sigh, I hated feeling naked.
Towel wrapped around my naked body.
RUN RUN RUUUUUUUN!
"Holy fuck!" I hear a voice yell as we collide bodies.
