Chapter 5

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I wake up to something tickling my nose. Uriah. As soon as I hear him giggle softly I know what he's up to. He's trying to play the oldest prank in the book! I move my pinkie on my left hand slightly. Yep, there's whip cream on it.

He doesn't think I'm awake yet so he keeps tickling my nose with a feather. Everyone knows that I'm a heavy sleeper so he shouldn't get to suspicious. 

I crack my eye ever so slightly. I look to see where he's standing. Once I have that information I close my eye again. Then I yawn and raise my hand like I'm about to rub my face. But at the last second I jump out of bed and rub it all over Uriah's face and hair. "Trissy-poo!! It's supposed to go on your face, not mine!" Uriah wines.

"Uri, did you really think you could get away with that?" I ask laughing at the sight of Uriah and the whip cream smeared all over his face. I mean, come on. It's super funny!

I run into my closet and grab some skinny black jeans, black tank top, black leather jacket, and my awesome black combat boots. I like black okay? Don't judge me please.

I run into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. Uriah wines that he needs to get in to wash his "beautiful" face off. I laugh as I step into the shower.

15 minutes later...

I step back out of the shower and dry off with a towel. Then I put the clothes I brought with me on. I wring out my hair and then put it a french braid. I brush my teeth and put a tiny bit of make up on. Then I put my make up, brush, tooth brush, and toothpaste into a little bag. I walk out of the bathroom and put the little bag in my black book bag.

Uriah runs into the bathroom as soon as I step out. He locks the door and starts his shower.

I walk downstairs to the kitchen to get some breakfast for Uriah and me. I grab two chocolate chip muffins that are sitting on the counter and then head back upstairs. When I walk into our room I see that Uriah is already out of the shower and is putting socks on.

I throw the muffin at his head. "Heyyyyyyy." He wines as he picks it up and takes a bite. I take a bite also. wait a minute, these aren't chocolate chip! These are blueberry!

"ZEKEY-BEAR!!" Uriah and I scream in unison. We run out of the room and up to Zeke's room. I kick the door open and then we pounce inside. Zeke is on his bed watching TV. "Is it to much to ask you guys to knock?" He asks with a sigh.

Uriah and I both run and pounce on him. "Hey!" Zeke complains as Uriah and I tackle him to the bed.

Just then mom and dad walk in. "All three of you let go of each other at once!" Mom says sternly. We all hug each other and say, "What's wrong mommy? We're just loving each other like siblings do."

Mom shakes her head trying to fight a smile off her face. "Tori will be picking you up soon. Are you all packed?" We all nod. "Ok good. Bring your stuff downstairs so that when she comes you'll be ready to go." She and dad leave the room and walk back downstairs. Uriah walks over and closes the door.

"Zekey-bear, why did you change out our chocolate chip muffins with blueberry? You know we HATE blueberry." I complain to Zeke as I sit on his legs.

"Payback for dressing me in silly string and making me blind for a couple of minutes." He says mocking my tone.

"tsk. tsk. tsk. Zekey-bear, your in for trouble. When someone switches out Trissy-poos muffin they in for some real trouble." Uriah says with his arms crossed at the door. "Come on Trissy-poo, we need to take our stuff downstairs like mom said. Race you!" He yells as he runs out the door.

"Not on my watch." I grumble shooting after him.

I get to our room as soon as he's running out. I tackle him and do a war cry. I take his book bag and jump off his back. I run back into our room and throw it all the way across the room. I grab my book bag and sprint down to the living room.

"That's not fair Trissy-poo! I never said you could tackle, just race!" Uriah wines as he joins me on the couch.

Zeke comes down with a black book bag also. Black and gray just run in the family I suppose. 

Zeke sits on top of Uriah and me. I moan. I squirm from beneath him and jump on top of him. Uriah squirms out and sits beside him. I lay my head on Zeke's chest and he rests his chin on my head. Uriah leans against Zeke's shoulder.

We are one happy family!!

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