Heart Attack

Chapter 9 Bewildered

When I wake up my eyes are just daring not to open. I just sit up straight in bed crouched and rubbing my eyes. I yawn and stretch my arms and back out. I look to my right and see Lilly asleep then I look to the floor on my left and Fernard is sleeping on a mattress I keep under my bed. at the left corner of my bed, Lu is asleep and his nose is twitching a little. It's so cute! I move slowly trying not to wake anyone, especially Lu. He'll just give a burst of energy and just might jump on everyone waking them all up. I slowly taking the blanket off of my legs not making a sound but of course, Lu's head pops up and he jumps around the corner of my bed and starts to whine. I quickly grab him and start to pet him slowly to try to calm him down but of course it doesn't work. He squirms out of my arms and jumps on the mattress Fernard is on waking him up as he jumps straight up sitting with no slouch. Lu starts to scratch at my closed door to get out and then the door opens and Lu dashes out and now Carlos is leaning on my door frame. I observe him a little, his hair is messy, he is shirtless showing off his 6-pack and he's wearing black basketball shorts and he has on white socks. He looks like he's half asleep like everyone right now, I wonder what time it is? He notices me staring at him and he grins at me. Even asleep he figures everything out! I just don't get it! I look at Fernard who is looking back between me and Carlos. "Whoa there, did this air just get really thin or am I hallucinating early in the morning?" Fernard says. Do all guys notice everything?! It's so damn annoying! No one says anything. I look down at the shorts I changed into last night and the black T-Shirt with my a Marilyn Monroe on the front then I look back up at the guys. I'm to tired to say anything, my mouth literally feels glued shut. I glance at myself in my mirror I have and my hair is in a messy braid. I actually look really nice, rare moment guys, I have to treasure this. ... . That was a good treasured moment. "You okay?" Fernard asks me. What? why would he ask me that. "What?" Shit!!! I just opened my mouth, goal accomplished for the day! "You just looked really like shocked for a moment there." "Go to sleep." I say stubbornly, half heartedly throwing my pillow at him. It lands near him arm and he just picks it up and puts it in his lap. "Mine now." "You ass whole, give me my pillow back." "Has anyone ever told you that your a bitch in the morning?" "Fuck you." "How hard?" he says giving me the most perverted smile I've ever seen in my life. My eyes grow a little bit bigger by his comment. "I will cut you. Give me my pillow back." I am not joking. I want my pillow back and I want it now! "Hmmm, let me think about it. Nope." I will kill you. "Has anyone ever told you that your a fucktard in the morning?" I say stubbornly. I hear a muffled laugh by my door and I turn my head to see that Carlos is still standing there. I look at him for a little bit longer then back at Fernard. I give him my puppy dog face which he can usually never resist the urges to pinch my cheeks which I hate. His eyes go wide and his grin turns into a big smile. "Pweez?" I say using my baby voice with my bottom lip out and quivering a little. He throws the pillow at me and it hits me smack in the face. Gee, thanks. Next thing I know, he's right next to me, sitting on my bed, and he starts to pinch my cheeks. "Who's my little baby? Who's my little baby?" "I get the strange feeling that it's me." I say while he's still pinching my cheeks. He stops pinching my cheeks and then ruffles my hair up more than it already is by running his hand through my hair. I stick my tongue out at him and lazily slap him slightly on the cheek making a little noise. "You have a strange passion for slapping people." He says with an annoyed expression. I smile because it's something that's so true and something that I really love about myself. "Why thank you." I say with an even bigger smile now. "So who's the prick?" Fernard asks, and by the look in his eyes I can tell that he already knows. You see, Fernard has never seen, met, or heard Carlos but I've told him about how obnoxious he is and how I can't stand him so that's the only piece of information he has, not anymore. "His name is Carlos and he's also a fellow fucktard I know." I look at Carlos and he's just glaring at me, I give him a nasty scowl and look back at Fernard. The air has gotten awkward and I really don't like it.