E.M. 13 **Unexpected Events**

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Amari POV

It was a Sunday morning. I woke up feeling achy with a scratchy throat. I sat up shielding my eyes from the bright rays. I rubbed my tired eyes then heard something hitting my window. I looked over seeing little rocks hit against the glass.

I furrowed my eyes before pulling back the covers and getting out of bed. The little rocks continued to hit against the glass. They stopped once I got close. I looked out the window rolling my eyes and shaking my head. I opened up the window and stuck my head out. "Do you not know what time it is?" I yelled down at him.

He had that stupid smirk on his face. "Get dressed" he yelled back. I folded my arms and rested them and the windowsill. He straight faced me "Please? I'll take you to IHop" he said bribing me with food and I laughed. He smirked knowing that he won. "Thank you! Get Mariah dressed too!" he yelled as I turned around to go get ready.

I pulled out Mariah and I's matching addida outfits. Mine was black and white where heres was white and hot pink. They matched our shoes. I kept them in my room sense I had more closet space. I laid them on the bed and started going around my room picking up the things I needed to take care of my hygiene.

There was a loud thud behind me and the floor shook. I shook my head biting my bottom lip to hold in my laughter before taking a deep breath and turned around. "You good?" I asked leaning against the wall beside my bathroom door. Jun got up dusting  himself off and nodding his head.

"That is why normal people use a door." I teased. He sat down on the foot of my bed pulling out his phone. "Yeah well Im different." he said looking down on his phone. "Or just weird" I mumbled turning on my heels and entering my bathroom. "Excuse me?" he asked and I ignored him now closing the door.

"Like I thought. You better hurry up too. Needa be there by 10." he said on the other side of the door. I scrunched my face at him before spitting out the toothpaste and stripping to get in the shower. "Well go wake up Mariah and tell her to get ready." I said before sliding into the shower. The hot water hit my skin feeling so good as it warmed my body relieving it from its goosebumps.

I hummed at the feeling as I proceded on taking my shower. I had to have been in the there for like 15 minutes and that was my definition of a quick shower. I dried off and finished up my hygiene stuff before slipping on my undergarments. I wrapped my towel around myself before cracking open the door. I didn't so no sign of Jun so I hurried out to get dressed.

The door opened up making me cover my chest with the addida shirt. My eyes wide as Jun walked in looking down at his phone. "Okay she's-- my bad Babe I thought you'd be dressed now" he said looking up and quickly covering his eyes with his hand. My face burned red as I blushed uncontrollably. "Just turn around" I said motioning my hand for him to do so. He turned around and I quickly pulled the shirt over my head.

After I had pulled it fully over my torso I told him okay. He slowly turned around uncovering his eyes. "Sorry again" he said and I waved him off before going over to my vanity. I pulled out a black Nike head band from the top drawer. I placed it around my neck and brushed my hair up into a high pontail. I slid on the head band as I heard small knocks at my door.

"At least someone knocks" I mumbled to myself before telling Mariah to come in. She came in fully dressed with her hair scrunchy and brush in hand. She told Jun excuse me before walking passed him over to where I was. I grabbed her things before proceeding on doing her hair in a simple high puff.

The way I brushed and handled her hair you would've thought she was tender headed. I gladly broke her out of that at a young age. After smoothing her hair and laying her edges down with a little water and a tab of gel. "Can I have one?" she asked pointing to my headband. I gave her a small smile before pulling out a white Nike headband from my drawer.

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