Adopted by Demi (Spy/Agent)

Chapter 6

  My alarm started to buzz at 6. I turned it off quickly, even though Demi was a very hard sleeper. I carefully moved her arm. I put some leggings, a tinktop, a sports bra, and my running shoes. I put my hair up in a pony tail, before leaving. I locked the door. I ran the course I set yesterday. I was jogging to start, if I start full out running and have to run alot I get cramps. I increased my speed until I was at my perfect speed. The sun started to rise. It was quite cold, it didn't matter to me. It actually was quite nice. I reached my turning point and turned around, it was 6:40. I increased my speed to where I would sweat a little more and be right on time. I made it back.
  I opened the door, I got a key from Demi. The house was quiet. The sun had casted a blanket of light. I could easily see outside. I couldn't however see in here very well. I looked for a light switch. I finally found it. I turned the light on, I didn't expect it to be that bright. It burned my eyes. I turned it off quickly. I just decided to go back up to bed. I walked up the stairs quietly. I opened my door, Demi was sprawled out on my. She stole like all of my bed. There was no way I could fit on there without waking her up.
  I'll just sleep in her bed. I decided. I opened her door, I left it open. I couldn't see anything, the windows had curtains covering them. I could make out the bed. I jumped into her bed. It was very soft, and it was made. I would feel guilty as I am sweaty and her bed is nice and made, but I'm tired. I quickly fell asleep, it smelled like Demi in here. It was a nice smell though.
  I checked my watch, 8. I was awoken by the sound of feet on the wood floor. It was very easy for me to tell she was coming in here. I decided to just act like I was sleeping. I could hear the door open all the way up. I heard her feet going past the bed, when she suddenly screamed bloody murder. It was so high and loud I think I lost my hearing. I poked my head out of the covers to see she turned on the lights. She laughed when she found it was me. I went back under her covers, they were warm, soft and smelled like Demi. It sounded really creepy when I say that. She walked towards the bed. I felt her poke through the covers. I barely felt it. I groaned and held out my arms. She chuckled. I heard her go and turn off the lights. She walked back. She got into her bed, with me. I might have to claim her bed though. She put her arms around me and pulled me close to her. We were under the covers still. I didn't see what color they were. I hope they're not yellow, I hate yellow with a passion.
  She practically enveloped me. I love and hate being short. She didn't fall asleep. I always wait for people to go to sleep first. Habit from the other places. I turned and faced her. She had her eyes open, it was really weird. Sleep lady, sleep. I closed my eyes. I wasn't really planning to fall asleep before she did, but I did. She was just so warm, and like a teddy bear it was so hard to stay awake.
  I woke up in the dark, the studpid curtains. I was also a little cold. Demi was gone. I checked my watch, 10! Why didn't she wake me? I hurridly went downstairs. I heard Demi watching T.V. I looked in the kitchen it was a mess. How she did that I'm not sure.
  I walked into the living room. I couldn't tell what she was watching it was a commercial. She didn't see or hear me come in. I ran and jumped on the couch. I almost hit my head, but I didn't. She laughed at me. I looked at her strangely from the other couch. I was cold, and she had a blanket. I was going to take the blanket and run.
  I ran over there like I was going to sit down but quickly changed directions and took the blanket and started running. The cold floor sucking out all warmth from my feet.
  "Hey!" Demi yelled. I heard her feet on the floor, she ran loudly. I quietly ran up the stairs I went down the secret stairs that I found in the layout plan. I quickly went down them. I ended up in the kitchen storage. I opened the door and sat on the couch. I was snuggled up with the nice, warm and soft blanket.
  She was watching a pretty interesting show so I didn't change it. I heard her feet come down the floor quickly.
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  Demi ran in. She fakely gasped at the sight of me curled up with her blanket, and watching her show. She jumped on the opposite side of the couch stealing some of the blanket. It barely covered our legs now, why did she have to have such a large couch. I only had one solution. I reached out my arms, for some reason she was staring at me.
  She quickly flipped sides, almost falling off the couch in the process. I laughed at her. She got behind me. (Not that way you perverts, though I a dirty mind for pointing it out but still. I know what you were thinking.) She wrapped her arm around me. I pulled the blanket up, it reached our shoulders now. It was very warm.
   I felt her staring at me. She seems to stare at me a lot. I decided to just ignore it. I had three more days to be stared at, I mean I know I have amazing body structure but that's just rude.
  "Haven't you ever been taught it's rude to stare." I said sarcastically. She chuckled lightheartedly.
  "I like to look at what's mine." She said jokingly pulling me closer. That was more creepy that staring. I turned around looking at her weirdly.
  "You are one weird cookie." I said looking at her. I really want a cookie now, one of my sweet minty chocolatey goodness oreo babies.
  "That's not how they say it." Demi said pouting.
  "It's how I say it." I said sassily.
  "Am I at least a good cookie?" Demi asked.
  "Depends on the time." I said not caring very much.
  "Well at least your always an oreo. Hard on the outside and a true softie on the inside." Demi replied.
  "I'm more like a thinmint. You gotta take it all otherwise it isn't as good." I reply. Demi looks deep in thought.
  "I'm going to make lunch now." I said simply getting off the couch almost falling on the blanket. Demi laughed, I glared at her. I kept walking, trying to keep my dignity. I can't wait for the next mission with the tops, I miss Allie's amazing cooking. Especially her amazing monkey break. I'm only allowed to eat it after the mission but she always has some. She's like a mother to me.
  Maybe Hunter will make some chicken. He is amazing at those chicken tacos. Then there's Alex who can't cook to save his life. I learned how to cook from Hunter and Allie so most of my recipes came from them. Except my special sandwich that was all me.
  Demi walked in the kitchen. I realised I had been thinking about their food for the last thirty minutes. I began grabbing everything for a grilled cheese. It is horrible for nutrients but tastes so good. I made them quickly. (I'm not going to do the steps because you should know how to make it, and this isn't a cookbook :P). I set the plate down infront of Demi who was scrolling through instagram. She looked up quickly before putting her phone down. I ate mine, enjoying the taste of simple comfort food. A loud whistle came from my pocket.
  "One second I have to take this." I said business like. I walked into the living room taking the call.
  "Lizzie, we have to do a mission now. A red 9." Allie said quickly, not giving me a chance to respond before hanging up, that's how mission calls are normally. I quickly ran up to my room getting in black leggings and a black t-shirt with a light jacket over it. I hid a few guns and knives in my cloths. I grabbed my phone quickly and yelled a quick bye before leaving.