Rock Me Softly

Cleanup On Aisle Four!

I crinkled my nose and bundled my head under the covers when I felt an itch.

Once I got settled and started drifting away to my peaceful dream again, I felt something gently pull my covers down, followed by another itch on my nose.

I swatted my hand angrily and heard giggles.

When I felt, once again, an itch on my nostrils, I shot up and flung my eyes open.

Preston, Noah, Alex and Zach all backed away from me laughing their asses off. I glared at Preston when I saw he had a long, black feather in his hand.

"What the hell, guys?" I asked tiredly as I stretched my arms over my head, yawning. Preston's eyes grew intense on my body before Zach smacked the back of his head.

Preston shot him a glare while rubbing his head and I bit my lip to keep from laughing.

"We've been trying to get you up all morning! You could sleep through the apocalypse!" Alex exclaimed, chuckling lightly.

Noah nodded and said, "I swear I thought you was dead for a second, before I walked over and checked your pulse. And by then the guys had all walked in and decided to play with you a bit."

I looked at them dully, "So thoughtful of you." They all laughed and Alex spoke, "Uh Noah, aren't you late for class?"

Noah muttered, "Shit," before dashing down the stairs, yelling a goodbye over his shoulder.

"Wait, what time is it?" I asked. When Zach told me, my eyes widened and I shot out of bed, "Damn, I'm late too!"

"Well at least we know a fast way to get her up now," Alex chuckled and I threw a shoe at him. He caught it while laughing.

"Get out, I need to shower and change." I said as I gathered clean clothes from my back pack.

"Hasn't been here two days, and she's already bossing us around." Alex muttered playfully as he passed me. I flipped him off and they all laughed as they shut the door behind them.

I was brushing my fingers through my still damp hair as I walked down the stairs. The smell of toast and bacon hit my senses and my stomach growled.

Zach grinned at me from the kitchen counter, "Want some breakfast?" He asked.

I was lost for words when he piled bacon and eggs on two plates, all the while wearing a black apron that read "Wanna See My Grill?"

"You cook?" I asked with a shocked expression. He rolled his eyes as I took a seat at the kitchen table.

"Yes, I cook," He replied as he walked over and set my plate down in front of me, along with a glass of orange juice, "With the hangovers I have, food is your best friend. I got tired of going out to eat all the time so I taught myself the basics. Which I so regret now, since I got the house chef position bestowed upon me."

I laughed and thanked him for my breakfast.

"It's true! Wait until Taco Tuesday; Zach makes the best hot sauce!" Preston said as he and Alex walked into the kitchen, taking a seat at the table.

Zach walked over with a plate and set down, digging into his eggs and bacon.

"Hey, where's ours at?" Alex asked with a pout. Zach snorted, "Get your lazy asses up and fetch it yourselves."

Preston pointed a finger at me and said, "You got Callie a plate!"

"That's because she's special." Zach replied, shooting a wink my way as he shoved food into his mouth.

I blushed and Alex and Preston got up angrily, heading towards the stove. Preston hit the back of Zach's head as he passed, causing Zach to cough up eggs.