Look Up (ON HOLD)

Drunken Stars

I woke up to Adam's snoring. I had my leg across his and my arm around his waist. He had his arms around me and his head was down like he was looking at me. I didn't want to wake him up. I loved his snoring. I know people don't like it but I liked it somehow. It wasn't too loud. It was adorable.

I silently tried not to move to much and get out. I tried to move his arms off me but that was hard. I pulled and tugged his arms offf me but he barley budged. I finally just started to roll away from his and into the wall. That worked but now I have to somehow go over him. Me and my brain thought of a plan. I would go to the bottom of the bed and get out that way.

It worked!!

I was now at the foot of the bed.

I hopped off and took one last look at him. I noticed he still had his working boots on. I attempted to take them off without him knowing. I unlaced ALL of the knots out of the shoes and slid them both off. He only moved a little bit. I set them off where the rest of them were. 

Then I finally looked around at his room. It was mostly posters of bands or something kinda stupid or something I didn't know. It was plain concrete walls. There was a little dresser to my right with a mirror. Then next to it was a door to the bathroom. The floor was also concrete. In all honestly this room was a little scary.

I shook the thought out of my head and went up stairs. I went straight to the kitchen and started breakfast. It was just me and Adam. Woody was with the twins in New York. The twins weren't coming back so that must really rough.

I jumped to a really loud ringing. I look around and saw the phone on the wall jumping from the noise. Should I answer it? Well I guess its kinda my house too...

"Hello, This is the Mitts' residence. How may I help you?" 

"HAHA! Jessy, this is Woody. Is Adam up yet?"

"Hey Woody! And no he is not up yet."

"Alright... Tell him I called. So how are you doing?"

"I'm doing fine. And you?"

"Eh... I've been better. Well I gotta go. I'll be home in a couple days or so."

"Alright, Woody. I'll see you soon. Bye."

"Bye." 

He hung up. I finished Adam's breakfast and ate mine. I had cereal but I made his eggs, bacon, pancakes, toast, and I poured him a glass of orange juice.

I ran upstairs and took a shower. I walked out in my towel looking for something to wear. I heard my phone buzzing. I walked over to it and it was a text from the nuber last night. It was Vince.

Hayy... Jessaaayyy! we all comin ova in morinin. -ur dudes

Wow he texted like a chick. I quickly put on some holey jeans and a black tanktop. I slid on my converse and ran downstairs. They weren't here yet. I heated everything and made more. I poured five more glasses of orande juice and waited.

After three minutes of unpatient waiting Adam came up stairs. He was fully dressed and looked like he just walked out of the shower. His hair was wet and down. He was wearing a black tanktop but a plaid shirt over it. It was a good look and casual. He had his bookbag and was ready.

"Good Morning..." Adam said through his squinted eyes. I could tell he was not ready for the morning.

I jumped up and gave him a hug.

"Goood Morning." I kissed him and smiled.

Then we heard hollering at the front door. I ran to go get it.