Y/N's POV
My eyes flutter open, to meet the sun shining in through the blinds. I look around, and I'm in the living room, next to Sub. My head is on his shoulder and I slowly lift my head off. The tv is off, and Sketch isn't here. He must've slept in the guest bedroom, and left me and Sub here.
I make my way to my room and grab a navy blue shirt, skinny jeans, and I make my way to the bathroom. I take a quick shower, and I brush my teeth and get changed. I dry my hair and brush it. I leave the bathroom, and put my clothes in the wash. I go to my room and log on to my computer.
I go on YouTube since there isn't much else to do. I was in the middle of watching a video from Sketch, which was uploaded a few seconds ago. I hear a knock on the door and I yell,"Come in you butt hole!" Sketch comes in and when he sees what I'm doing he says,"Is that the video I just uploaded?" I nod and he says,"I uploaded it from my phone, I recorded it at home so I wouldn't need to while I was here, but I don't think I have enough for a month."
I laugh and say,"You can use my computer when you run out of videos to upload." He nods and I ask,"So, why are you here?" He replies,"Oh, I found the pancake mix, and since I can't cook, or I'll burn down your house, I asked Sub to do it, he was pretty pissed about me waking him up, but I told him to walk it off. Anyways, pancakes are ready."
I nod and follow him to the kitchen. We walk in and I see Sub already digging into some chocolate chip pancakes. He looks up and says,"Took you guys long enough."I sit down with him and Sketch sits across from Sub and we dig into our pancakes. After the pancakes, I pour myself a cup of water and I gulp it down.
Sub says,"The guys are coming at the same time luckily, they're all coming at 3." I nod and say,"So instead of them walking, how about Sketch pick them up in my dad's car?" Sketch says,"Well, I have my drivers license, and I can use the car, as long as it'll fit all of us, I think I can do that." We all agree and Sub goes off to my room to upload a video.
Sketch and I go to the living room. We sit in silence for a while before Sketch says,"We should play truth or dare." I nod and he says,"Okay, I'll go first." He asks,"Truth or dare." I tap my finger on my chin as if I was thinking and I say,"Truth." He has a stupid smirk on his face and he says,"Do you like Sub?" My eyes widen and I look to my room door, which is visible from where we were sitting and the door is closed.
I look at Sketch and nod. Sketch then yells,"I knew it!" I say,"Oh shut up." He laughs and I ask,"Truth or dare?" He says,"Dare." I eye the pool in my backyard and say,"Okay, go jump in the pool." His eyes widen and he says,"Wait, what? But my hair, I just did it!" I reply,"Too bad, now go do it." He frowns and walks outside.
He stands at the edge, but he doesn't jump. I decide to 'help' him. He isn't facing me so like whatever. I come up behind him and he turns quickly but I push him in before he can do anything else. Big mistake. He grabs my arm right after I push him and I fall into the water with him.
I come up to the surface, and I punch him on the arm playfully as soon as his head pops out from under the water. He laughs and says,"That's what you get." I answer, "Whatever." We climb out of the pool and I grab some towels and we stay outside so we don't get the inside wet.
We sit on the ground and he asks,"Truth or dare?" I answer,"Dare." He laughs and says,"I dare you to bring Sub down here and get him into the pool so he can suffer with us." I laugh and nod. I continue to dry off and then head to my room. I knock on the door and Sub opens it with a confused look on his face.
He asks,"What happened?" I shake my head and say,"Not telling, now follow me." He nods and follows. I notice his hair is wet, so he must've taken a shower already. That should make it even more fun. I grab his wrist as tight as I can, and I run towards the pool. He yells,"What are you doing?!" I yell,"Just wait!"
I laugh and jump into the pool, and I'm still holding onto his wrist, so he comes in shortly after I jump in. Sub screams and when his head pops up back into the surface, I laugh and he says,"Not cool, y/n, not cool at all." I reply,"You're right, it wasn't cool, it was awesome!" He rolls his eyes and I try to get out of the pool, but he grabs my ankle and pulls me back in.
Sketch just sits there laughing. Sub shoots me a look and I nod, getting it. We climb out of the pool and stalk towards Sketch. Sub and I grab Sketch's arms and we push him into the pool. We laugh and Sub takes off his shirt. Oh gosh no, why. He lifts his shirt, and it reveals his bare chest, and he grabs my wrist and jumps into the pool with me.
We spend some time playing and messing around, and then we decide to get out so we could get the guys in time after eating some lunch. We all get ready. I use my bathroom, Sketch uses the guest bathroom, and Sub uses the bathroom near the living room.
After we all finish drying off and getting ready, we all go to the kitchen and Sketch and I exchange numbers while Sub makes spaghetti. Sketch adds me to the group chat on skype, which we'll use after they get here.
I go to my room and I make my bed, which I didn't do this morning since I was lazy. I stare up at the ceiling, not wanting to do anything else when I hear the door creak open. "Hey, butt hole" I look up and see Sub. Sub says,"How did you know it was me?" I shake my head and say,"I didn't, but you're both butt holes so whatever."
He laughs and says,"Lunch is ready, even though it's a little late for lunch, but we have to get to the airport so hurry up. After lunch, we pile into the pearl blue sienna and it fits seven people, which should be enough for all of us. Sketch gets in the driver's seat and I sit shotgun and Sub sits in the middle.

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