Don't Mind Us

Eight

I woke up the next morning on a bed.

And not in my own clothes.

What the hell? I thought before sitting up quickly.

"Daniel! You're up!" I saw David holding a cup of coffee and handing me a drink.

"Why am I wearing your clothes?" I asked him after taking a sip.

"Well you fell asleep then I drove here and I noticed you had a stain on your pants." He said.

"What kind of stain?" I was getting kind of scared.

"I ate your hotdog and the mustard got on your pants." David said blushing.

"Piggie." I said giving him a shove.

We laughed until I put two and two together.

"Did you change me?!?" I asked.

David blushed. "Ya..."

I rolled my blue eyes at him.

"Cmere you!" I said as I pulled him onto the bed.

"When do the campers get up?" I asked.

"Uhh... Around 1:00." He replied.

I took his hand and looked at his watch.

12:00...

I gave him a kiss and sat up.

"So we gonna tell someone or..." David started.

"We tell Gwen first. Then the kids." I told him.

He nodded and got up.

"Your clothes are in the bathroom Daniel." David said as he stood up.

I nodded and got changed.