Moving Day

Pillow Talk

We got out, and went into the ice cream place, followed by six security guards, clearing out the whole shop, as girls and boys screamed, "WESTON!" He played it extremely cool, waving, smiling and putting his arm around me.  We got ice cream and sat, I didn't even realize what time it was until I yawned. "Are you tired?" He asked, squeezing my hand. "A little." I confessed, looking at the clock on the wall. It read 11:30. "I have to get home!" I laughed, getting up. Weston smiled and before I knew it, I was in my bed, falling asleep.

I opened my eyes to see the sun shining through my window. This was the last day my dad would be here, for a whole month. The boys would be staying in my house, and their houses would be locked up tight, so no one could get in, including us. They where supposed to come over at 11:00 so they could find a room and start unpacking their things. I peeked over at my clock, barely moving my head. 11:36 it read. I jumped out of bed, applying my makeup and changing into a cute pair of black sweatpants and a "Stanford University" red sweatshirt. I threw my hair into a messy bun, which let me say, looked amazing, and raced downstairs, smelling chocolate chip pancakes.

My dad was talking loudly, but it didn't sound like he was talking to Jake. I strode into the kitchen, expecting the boys to be late, but lucky me, all four boys where sitting at the counter, waving as I walked in. "Hey Mia!" They all said in unison. "Hey!" I said, trying to hid how nervous I was. I picked up a plate and put a chocolate chip pancake onto it. "Guess who made the pancakes?" My dad asked, as he fixed his tie. I looked at the five smiling boys, knowing it defiantly wasn't Jake. "Ashton?" I guessed, as he shook his head. "It was me." Brandon said, getting out of his seat. "Sit here." He said, taking my plate so I could sit.

"Awe thanks." I said. "Mia..." My dad said. "What this time dad?" I said giggling. "She has such a cute laugh." I heard Weston mumble. "I have to leave early, like at  11:55.." I glanced at the clock, it read 11:45." I jumped up and raced to my dad, embracing him with a hug. "Go do what you gotta do." I said, as he kissed my head. "Love you kid." He said, opening the front door. When I turned around, the boys where all standing in front of me, except for Jake, who quickly followed my dad, because he was going to sleep away camp.

He kissed my cheek as he ran out the front door. The four boys stood in front of me, and Ashton spoke out first. "Your very pretty, and I would take you, but i'm only 9 and your 13, but i'll be back." He said with a cute little grin. I laughed as he went to the TV room. I looked at each of the three boys. "Jake wouldn't let anyone sleep in his room!" Ashton screamed from the other room. "And the guest room on the left is occupied by your moving boxes, so I'm sleeping in the other guest room!" Ashton yelled again.

"That mean's your sharing a room with the other three cause it's the biggest!" He giggled. My mouth opened a little bit, the boys where all blushing. "Come on." I said, leading them to my room. I hadn't noticed that a twin bed was rolled right next to my bed. It was one big bed...

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hey guys! Thanks for reading this far! I hope your enjoying the book! The chapters will be shorter since i'm leaving for a sleep away camp, but i'll be writing a lot when I get back!

xoxo, Mia