"GET THE HELL UP GUYS YOUR GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!!"
"Whaa-?" I mumbled
I stuffed my hand through the cat flap we had installed between mine and Jace's room. Getting no response I retracted my hand and picked up my water bottle. Unscrewing the lid I took a huge gulp then, using the rest of the water, shoved my hand through the flap and tipped it upside down spilling all of it on Jace.
Hearing a squeal I retracted my hand and jumped off the bed to lock the door.
"Oh sweet Emily," he whispered through the key hole, "a door won't stop me, don't forget we are in all the same classes.
I facepalmed, better get it over and done with then. I sighed. I carefully unlocked the door and sprinted behind my bed.
After a few tense minutes Jace walked in, his hair sticking to his forehead. I crawled under the bed and cacooned myself in my sleeping bag.
I could hear him prowling around the room looking in my closet, in my bathroom, even in my draws.
I lied as still as possible, not making a sound. I bent down to look under the bed and I froze, unable to breathe.
He made a frustrated sound and growled.
"Where the hell did she go?!" He pondered, leaving my room.
I fought the urge to laugh, itch or even move.
He jumped back in a groaned, I couldn't resist smirking.
He finally left the room and padded downstairs.
Now, you may be asking why is the undefeated street fighter scared of Jace? Is it because they're perfectly matched? naah. Why? I'm veery veery ticklish...
I heard pounding on the stairs and froze, I saw the handle moving and dived into my closet. He sniggered.
"Eye spy with my little eye something beginning with....E."
He paused for effect and a rolled my eyes.
"Guessed yet? nope? I'll help you out... it's EMILYINTHECLOSET. So, Emily, when you thinking of coming out the closet?"
We both sniggered simultaneously. I twisted the handle and stepped out. Jace stalked over to me, enjoying how much I feared this.
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"S-s-sto-op I-it Ja-a-ce!! I-i c-c-can't bre-e-ath!!" I gasped. He suddenly stopped and I sighed in relief, 10 minutes of tickling is not my idea of fun.
Jace's POV
My mum walked in and I immediately stopped tickling Emily. My mum however didn't stare sternly at me, she just laughed. Emily's head snapped up and she narrowed her eyes.
"This is not funny! i poured 5ml of water on him and he tickles me for ten minutes!!"
My mum rolled her eyes. "Firstly, you probably deserved it and secondly, is his hair still wet? huh? yep, so don't complain!" She said, sassily.
Emily and I both laughed while she stood there trying to look like a sassy gal.
"Anyway guys, your gonna be late for school if you don't hurry up!"
"School?! it's Sunday!!" I yelped worried.
"Haha nope it's Monday."
We both groaned and my mum raised an eyebrow.
"Schoooool!" we both dragged out in answer to her unspoken question.
She laughed and walked downstairs.
Emily promptly shoved me out and yelled;
"If you need me, that's what the flaps for!"
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(A/N):- hey sorry it's been so long I've been really busy with exams and races :/
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