Ray Ray POV
Somebody shook me awake. I opened one eye and saw Princeton standing over me.
"What?" I said.
"Time to get up," he said.
"Duh," I mumbled. I groaned and crawled out of bed, trudged to my closet, and picked some clothes for the day.
"Get out," I said. I pointed to the door.
"Why?" He asked. "It's my room too."
"Yeah, but I have some buisness to take care of."
He looked at me for a second, and then understanding clicked in. "You are nasty, Ray." He turned and walked out.
I smirked and locked the door, then climbed back into bed and fell asleep.
Prodigy POV
I was lounging in bed, watching the newest episode of some disney channel show.
Somebody knocked on the door. "It's open," I called, and in walked Chyna.
"Hello," I said.
"Hey," she said, and sat down on my bed.
"What's up?" I asked, changing the channel.
"I need some help," she said.
"With what?"
"Well..." she hesitated, then said, "With you."
I looked at her for a moment. "What now?"
"Well, you're all...alone, and we're all...together, and I didn't want you feeling left out," she said quickly.
"Well, I won't feel left out. Not if you don't mention how left out I feel."
"Aww." She hugged me.
"Thank you," I said. "But anyway, what are you trying to say?"
"You need a girlfriend, and we're finding you one. Princeton! Come here!"
Oh Lord, I thought.
He came in. "What?"
He took in the scene. "Seriously, what?"
"We need to find Prod a girlfriend."
Princeton looked from Chyna to me, then back to Chyna.
"Really? Really, C?"
She looked down. "Well, I figured he'd be lonely, and maybe he'd feel left out."
Prince stood there for just a minute and then - you are NOT going to believe this - he laughed. He stood there, and laughed. And at two very important people. His girlfriend, and his best friend. Who does that?
"Princeton? Out. Now." I pointed to the door.
"No, because Ray Ray's busy."
"You know that boy only said that to get you to leave so he could sleep," I said. "Now go back in there and bang on the door until he opens up or somebody else complains."
He stood up. "Fine," he mumbled, then marched angrily to his room.
