*Chris’s POV*
I woke up bleary eyed to Dylan shaking me.
“School time,” he told me.
I groaned and rolled over away from him.
“Chris,” he whined, bouncing on the bed, “We’re going to late if you don’t get up. It’s 7:30.”
“What?!” I flew into a sitting position and scrambled out of bed to find pants.
“Why didn’t you wake me up sooner?” I demanded, grabbing a pair of skinny jeans off the floor.
“Well now that you’re up, its 6:15, and we’ll be having breakfast in a few minutes,” he said, quickly kissing my cheek and escaping down the hallway before I could kill him.
“Jerk!” I yelled after him. I heard a ghostly chuckle before I was alone and stretched before I started getting dressed.
A grumbled Haley filled my door way and looked at me with eyes almost as not-awake as mine.
“Did Dylan tell you it was 7:30 too? Because I swear sometimes him and Jadyn plan these kinds of things,” she told me, flopping on my bed.
I laughed. “They probably do.”
“Do you have a pair of pants I can borrow?” she asked me, rolling over to look in the closet.
“Probably. Find a pair, and then find me a pair,” I told her, “I think Seth took my T-shirt.”
“I’m taking the black pair,” she told me as I walked out of my room and turned right. His room was two doors down and across the hall.
The door was slightly cracked, so I stopped at it instead of walking in.
“Seth?” I asked, pushing on the door slightly. Peeking my head in, I saw no one was in there, so I pushed it open completely and spotted an outfit laid out on the bed.
I knew it was my angry-birds shirt before I even made it there, so I picked it up and rolled my eyes at how neat he folded everything.
When I fold clothes, they somehow always end up looking like squished balls.
I was turning to head back to my room when a singing Seth walked in bare-chested with a towel around his waist and wet hair.
He was right; the scar on his side looked pretty cool. It still made me feel kind of guilty, but he’d assured me on countless occasions that he’d do it again any day.
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Some Cuts Never Heal
Teen FictionSummer’s finally over, and Chris and her friends have had time to recover from the damage that Ironarm and his group of fighters did, and in good timing. The Rounds are coming up soon, and everyone has to be high on their A game to win in this chall...
