The Gangleader

Chapter seven

Maya's POV

I continued burrowing my head into my warm pillow, the sunlight shone through the room making me burrow my head deeper into my pillow.

"Awww they're so cute!" I heard someone squeak,

"Shutup idiot they might hear us." I heard another voice whisper,

"We should jump on them." A third voice whispered,

"That's your death wish Ty." An irritated voice whispered.

"Ha! and they say they don't date the lies." I hear another voice giggle.

"Get out." A voice mumbled from underneath me, I realized my pillow was moving.

I look down to see me cuddled to Jackson while his arms were tangled around me.

"Ughh!" I yell, untangling him from me. Crossing my arms while heat snuck to my cheeks

"Awww the shows over!!" I hear a voice whine, Looking up I see Emma peeking through the door, along with Ty, bud, and Lilly.

"You were so cute the way you cuddled Jackson," Ty exclaimed demonstrating on Emma, making her giggle.

"I wasn't cuddling him" I argue, starting to blush harder.

"You know you love it." I hear Jackson mumbled, who was still cuddling my waist.

I blush harder, I imagine I looked like a tomato.
I try to peel myself off of Jackson but his grip tightened.

"I don't want you to leaveee." He whined from under the covers.

"Awww!" Lilly and Emma squealed.
Bud and Ty just stood there smirking.

"UGHH!, Get out!!" I yell chucking a pillow at the door.

"Were leaving, were leaving." Ty sighed rolling his eyes, "After you two kiss" He laughed.

"Get some!!" Bud yelled before running out from the room, followed by some giggles.

"Ughh!!!!" I groan throwing a pillow over my face. I felt Jackson chuckling under me.

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Maya's POV

"Who wants waffles?" Emma announces as she places a stack of pancakes on the long dining table.

"Me!" Everyone shouts, everyone dug into the eggs, bacon, biscuits, and waffles that were set on fancy serving plates. For a gang, this seemed more like a crazy family to me.

I watch as everyone filled their plates while I look at my empty plate in front of me.

"Are you going to eat?" Jackson asks, nodding towards my empty plate.

"Um, I'm not really hungry," I reply, getting glances from the rest of the gang.

"You're not going to eat?!" Ty exclaimed, with wide eyes.

"More for me!" Emma yelled happily.

"Breakfast is important," Lizzie added, she's been telling me that since we were kids.

"Yeah, yeah. I'm just no hungry, I'll eat later." I reply, moving my plate away from me.

"Suit yourself." Bud scoffs, eating a piece of bacon.

I looked around at all of them stuffing their faces with food when I noticed they all had the same tattoo that I spotted on the side of Jackson's neck at the party.