Meant To Be

Chapter 10: grab that little hoe

"I said wake up!" My mom's voice insisted, pulling the white sheets off of me.

"I don't want to." I growled.

"I didn't ask." She says opening my curtains and i threw a pillow over my head to cover the sudden light.

"What time is it even?"

"7:30"

"What?! On a Sunday?" I put the pillow aside and looked at her. She had some high waisted, knee-length denim mom shorts that look like the ones hipsters wear nowadays; white sneakers and a floral t-shirt. She had her hair on a ponytail and a white Nike baseball cap she must have stolen from my closet.

"Yes. Maggie and i decided that as a punishment for last night's behavior you and Zac will help fix Maggie's garden."

"I don't even know how to do that kind of stuff." I complained, hoping that would somehow get me out of it.

"Well, you'll have to learn." She shrugged and i groaned louder. "Now, get dressed and we'll leave as soon as you're done with breakfast." She said and as soon as i stood up she exited my room, closing the door behind her.

I decided to not take a shower as i would be getting dirty, and just washed my face. I got into a black Nike sports-bra, some short red shorts that looked like the ones lifeguards wear, and an oversized white t-shirt i didn't mind to get dirty. I put on the first pair of sneakers i found and went back to the bathroom to put deodorant on and apply sunscreen and light makeup. I got my hair into two braids and grabbed a black baseball cap with a little red rose patch on the front before heading downstairs.
I prepared myself some coffee and had an apple before going back upstairs to brush my teeth. I unplugged my phone and my mom called for me to get into the car.

While she drove i took a selfie on Snapchat because i looked good and captioned it with "fuck me", adding the time filter that showed it was 08:03am. I posted it in my story just as my mom parked in the driveway.
I did a last attempt to beg her that i had another punishment other than spending the day working under the sun with Zac, i even offered that she took away my phone, but she dragged me out of the car and inside the house.

"Glad you're here. It'll be so much fun." Maggie smiled at us when we met her at the kitchen. "I tried waking up Zac three times, but he kept falling back asleep. I hope he isn't asleep again."

"I can wake him up, water always works." I volunteered heading towards where the bowls where so i could fill one with water like the previous time, but i hadn't even reached the cabinet when he entered the kitchen.

"That won't be necessary." He said and opened the fridge, getting out the milk. He put cereal on a plate and poured in the white liquid.

"I thought i told you to come downstairs dressed." Maggie told him.

"I am dressed." He replied still half asleep.

"Pants and shoes don't count as dressed. At least not fully dressed. When you're done eating you go and put on a t-shirt." She instructed and he nodded, his green eyes on the plate in front of him.

He was scrolling on his phone when he smirked before looking up at me. "When and where?" He raised one eyebrow and i looked at him confused. Before i could ask him what he meant he showed me the screen of his IPhone: it was my selfie from a while earlier, which i had captioned 'fuck me'. I gave him the middle finger but the smirk remained on his face.

I exited the kitchen and sat on the living room, i opened Snapchat and went through Cosmopolitan, People, Mtv, Buzz Feed, Sweet and all of those shits' stories. About twenty minutes later we were called to go out.
Maggie and my mom where on the terrace next to a lot of weird garden tools, smiling as if they where about to go into a Disnayland attraction and not going to do garden work.

"Okay" Maggie clapped her hands together. Both Zac and i were standing there with sleepy looks on our face, not even trying to hide how not exited we were about it. The sun was still pretty low but i knew in a while it would be up and un earable. "First, we'll dig holes at the sides of the terrace and then we'll plant those flowers." She pointed to a lot of little bags with colorful flowers peeking out. My mom handed us both huge gloves and indicated us to get them on.
"Me and Sarah already used the big shovel to take away a little bit of grass where the flowers will be, now you gotta dig the little holes...Zac, grab that little hoe."

He looked at both sides of him before surrounding my waist with both arms, and i was pretty confused until both women started laughing.

"Idiot" I pushed him away from me.

He smirked down at me and the crouched to actually grab a little green hoe that was laying there.

They gave us more instructions before leaving us at it and heading to the front garden, claiming to be going to fix the plants that were already planted there for a long while, which they said we would mess up. I was only glad it was one less job to do.
As Zac was digging holes, i would be after him carefully planting each flower, taking the out of their bags and placing them on the holes, then trowing some more dirt at the sides so they would be firm.

I got tired of the silence only interrupted by the muffled sound of Maggie and my mom talking and the metal hoe going in and out in the ground, so i took out my phone and without even caring about what Zac wanted i went on Spotify and pressed shuffle on my workout playlist. Because, let's be real: that was a workout.

Six hours and one 10-minute lunchbreak later, both moms were happily watching Tv inside while drinking lemonade, and we were both still working under the hot, hot sun. So it wasn't a surprise that we were both shirtless; Zac was completely free on his top half and i still had the little terrible warmth of the sports-bra.
We had planted every flower, cut the grass, took out some bad bushes, planted some new bushes and where now fixing this little garden thingy in between the side of the pool and the wall that surrounded the whole garden.

We were so exhausted and sweating like chicken on a roaster, my phone had died an hour ago and to top it off Zac had decided to keep himself entertained by picking on me. He wouldn't shut the fuck up.

"I'm sure this is child abuse." I growled whipping off sweat from my forehead with the back of my hand. My hands where dirty because i had taken off the gloves, they got too hot and i sure as hell didn't need another cause to sweat more. "Mom! Can we stop now?!"

"Have you finished yet?!" She yelled back.

"I'm gonna call the cops on you two, this is child abuse!" I yelled again and heard them both laugh.

"You can put charges on someone for abuse when you are an abuser yourself."

"Can you fuck off already."

"Not yet. First i need to..."

I growled, throwing my head back. "Shut up."

When i looked at him again he had that annoying smirk signature of his, but it was growing into a smug grin. "Make me." He said raising one eyebrow challengingly.

I mimicked him, raising one eyebrow too.
Well, i guess if i want him to shut up i'll have to do something about it.

I leaned closer to him and because he's such a fuckboy and would even go for an insect he closed his eyes when i was an inch apart and slightly opened his mouth. I felt his warm breath over my skin and took the opportunity to grab one of the gloves laying next to me and shove it inside his mouth.
He spit it out as his eyes went wide back open and i fell on my back laughing at him.