The Above Cover Agent

.:{Chapter 103}:.

Aria's POV

     After a long time of trying on almost hundreds of different outfits, shoes and dressing up we began to play with makeup.

     She played with my hair and face for hours at a time making mem scream out in pain as she used tweezers on my eyebrows.

     After a long time of more outfits, more makeovers and walking around her room as if it was a catwalk while singing to Barber Strisen.

     We now were laying down in her bed siting down next to each other happily laying down in matching pajamas pants and pajama shirts.

     "Hey, maggie got any jokes about sodium, A:na." I replied jokingly.

     "Oh please that was so like pi, it was irrational to say," Maggie smirked.

     For about ten minutes we just laid there telling science jokes, pickup lines, and especial science puns while gazing up at her ceiling.

     "I'm getting tired what about you?" Maggie questioned.

     "I thought you would never ask!" I sighed.

     I received a small giggle from maggie as she opened up the bedsheets crawling in and motioning for me to follow.

     It was warm and fuzzy and especially comfortable unlike my bed back at home.

     "Good night Aria." She whispered.

     "Night night," I mumbled out softly.

     I closed my eyes and let sleep consume me and maggie as we slept happily in each other's arms.

==-(Morning 9 am)-== 

     Poke poke poke poke poke poke poke poke.

     I tossed and turned in my sleep as the pokes continued. The annoying jabbing of pointy fingers to my cheek early in the morning.

     I sighed out mentally unable to get up I was too sleepy. The pokes only continued to increase as I tried my hardest to ignore them.

     Poke poke poke poke poke poke poke.

     I snapped I was done I opened my eyes and sat up to be met with maggie as I raised my hand and slapped her with all my strength.

     "Don't ever wake me up again..." I said in a deadly and menacing tone sending chills down both of our spines.

     "Oh shit!" Maggie giggled out as she grabbed her cheek.

     I was never a morning person and as a future scientist and science lover, I never have understood why some humans like the mornings. 

     Despite my efforts of research, I have never found out why or how people could like something so terrible.

     "Ow, why did you hit me!" Maggie whined out.

     "Ow, why did you poke me you fudging brat!" I yelled out.

     We both were tangled up in her covers with crazy and wild hair matching to each other with messy clothes and smeared makeup over our faces.

     If maggie had not of forced me to play dress up I would probably look like we both had one hell of a hangover.

     Luckily for the both of us, we were too smart to never touch a drink nor do drugs what so ever.

     "Come on get up we have places to be people to see and especially clothes to buy!" Maggie said happily, smirking towards me.

     "I don't want to I want to sleep more...!" I whined out pouting and crossing my arms over my chest like a little kid.

     "Why don't you like shopping your so boring...!"

     "It's like 6 am or something you know I am not a morning person!"

     "It's like 6 am or something," Maggie mimicked.

     "Its actually 9 am so wake up let's get ready to eat breakfast and then go shopping!" Maggie replied throwing her hands up I the air like she did not even care.

     "I don't want to I'm sleepy!" I cried.

     "To flipping bad, we are going shopping if you like it or not!" She shouted crossing her arms and stomping her feet.

     before I knew it I was being pulled off of the bed and immediately gravity kicked in and iIcoliuded with the cold wooden floors of her bedroom.

     I groaned out in pain as I untangled my legs from the bedsheets and sat up looking at maggie with a pissed of expression.

     "You. Are. So. Dead!" I screamed out!

     Maggie's eyes widened as she stood up and quickly ran off towards her closet hiding inside of it giggling like a little girl.

     I slowly wobbled to my feet as I stormed my way towards the closet door opening it up violently to be met with...