Not Your Fangirl

7- Mexico Is Still An Option For Me

Aloha Bootiful people.

Enjoy your reading fams

Recap:

"Found you- woah, guys they're  kids present! Wouldn't you mind doing your R rated crap somewhere else?" Cameron cries, covering Hayes eyes while so. Everyone is literally now seeing this.

"It is definitely not what it looks like!" I say snickering.

Well, this is one way to end your first day of this weird trip.

Gotta love Marley.

Chpt7: Mexico Is Still An Option For Me

journal log in LA Day 2 {these guys are either weirdos or pervs}

"She looks so peaceful when she sleeps, almost like an angel." Some familiar voice tried to whisper, I could feel the person close to me.

"Yeah, but when in reality she's actually some Demon spawn- ow!" I'm guessing that was Grayson getting hit by Ethan.

"Never insult a girl." He says solemnly.

I ignore their voices, snuggling deeper with the pillows from my bedroom. Then I remember something, I'm not actually in my room. As in matters of fact, I'm in LA with a bunch of idiots.

"Why are we still talking about her, let's wake her up." Cameron suggests, that was right before I decided to raise my right arm and gave them the bird while I was still half sleep.

"There's the Marley that we all know and love." Grayson grumbles sarcastically.

"Wakey, wakey!" Matt shouts, before I could have say in this, I felt someone throw themselves at me.

Closing my eyes, and internally counting to ten,"Matt, if you don't get off of me, I swear I'm going to kick you."

"Try me." His confidence in his voice, told me he doesn't really know what he's getting into.

When I open my eyes, I smirk to myself, ignoring the others who are seeing the soon-to-be-show from the door. With one swift kick to the groin, a whining Matt was on the floor.

"Mattosaurus down!" He says in a Western accent, wailed out loud in agony.

Cameron and Nash let out a booming laughter, clutching to each other. Ethan was eating a plain pancake on his hand, shaking his heart Matt's state. Shawn well he was randomly doing vocals.

"Damn it, where's a camera when you need one?" Jackie exasperated, stomping his foot stubbornly.

"Don't worry buddy, with Marley here. I'm sure they're going to be fun times. Right, Marley?" As Jack Gilinsky pat Jackie's back, he turns to me for a wink. That only I caught on, the others didn't seem to notice.

Fuckboy alert.

"In your dreams lover boy-"

Grayson bursted in, with a handful of pancakes on the tray that he carried. From what I can see; some were scattered with marshmallows, others with mini chocolate chips, and with a swift I can detect-

My eyes widened. There's Nutella on the pancakes. I REPEAT Nutella on the pancakes. Only at the sight of it, I felt my mouth drool a bit. The way I'm looking at those pancakes, any person would describe it as love at first sight.