Do You Have A Freaking Dungeon Up There?

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[A/N] Sorry for not updating as soon, I've been busy with homework and stuff. Tell me what you think!

- Chloe :D

After we finished the pizza, I gestured for the boys to follow me as I grabbed the two 2-liter bottles of coke and lemonade. I walked towards the left and stopped at a dead end. I reached up towards the ceiling where I pulled a string and a make-shift stairs set fell from the ceiling.

Alex cursed as he hopped out of the way, and I couldn't help but snicker at that. "What, do you have a freaking dungeon up there?" He said, quickly regaining his posture.

"My bedroom is in the attic," I explained, walking up the stairs and into my room. The thing was, I loved my room. At first I didn't like the idea of having a bedroom in the attic, but after I got things moved in it turned out pretty decent. When you walked up there was a sitting area with a few bean bags laying around and the more you walked towards the back the more you got into my bedroom where I had my bed, a bookcase, and a TV there.

"Dude, this place is sick," Sam remarked, making his way over to a bean bag and plopping down on it. The rest of the boys did the same; already making themselves at home.

"Thanks."

"I declare this as our new hang out. Everyone in favor say I!" Alex yelled, and there were a chorus of "I's" from the boys.

"I see you've made yourselves at home," I remarked, sitting down on the ground since they hogged all of the chairs.

"So, what's the plan?" Zac asked sitting up.

"I was thinking..." Alex started but I slowly tuned them out. I was always tired after school, so it was usually hard for me to maintain focus. I felt someone poke me in the side and I looked over to see Luke.

"You don't have to sit on the ground, I can if you want this," he said gesturing to the chair. His tone was a lot lighter, evidently talking about music and things made his mood better.

"No, I'm fine," I replied, waving him off. I honestly didn't mind sitting on the ground.

"Come on, don't make me get up," Luke said now, shifting his weight forward. "At least share the chair with me then. I feel bad that you're sitting on the ground."

I blew out a sigh. "Really, I'm fine."

"I'm going to get up," Luke said, a crooked smile gracing his lips.

I rolled my eyes dramatically at him. "Fine," I said, shaking my head at him. "Scoot over." My beanbag chairs were big enough to share, but since they always sunk in, Luke and I were squished together.

Zac and Luke shared a look, and I bit my lip. I had to learn this secret language they always used between each other. Maybe it was some sort super power they had, or whatever.

"I don't know man, that sounds kind of lame," Sam said to Zac about some sort of revenge on one of the footy players, he shrugged his shoulders. "I think we can think of something better than that."

"Well do you have any ideas then?" Zac asked.

"Come on guys; you're buzz killers," Alex said, sinking more into his seat.

"So, this meeting is concluded," Zac clapped his hands, and Alex continued to sulk. Sam chuckled at Alex's expression.

I called Hayley and Jordan over later on. They were both a bit skeptical about the guys being over at mine as well. I hoped none of my family got home until later since I didn't want them to see everyone flocking up to my room.

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