A Deal With My Enemy

21-Baking.. Again.

Ring ring ring.

Ugh! Stupid phone. Can't it just shut up!

Yes It can. If you keep it on silent. My stupid brain replied.

Annoyed, I answer the stupid phone.

"What is it!" I screamed. I didn't even see who it was. Personally I don't care. No one disturbs me on Sunday mornings. It like 1pm. Why do they expect me to be awake.

The past week has been tiring. First my birthday which was amazing but then days passed quickly. We have our match soon. Then its the boys football match coming up. We got so many assignments. I slept at 4am last night.

"Why so grumpy?" I knew this voice.

"You're a really stupid donkey!" I screamed.

"You're acting like a bitch whose father refused to buy her a new pink lipstick."

"Shut up! Am not!"

"Yes. You are. Now open the door. I've been standing here outside for the past 45 minutes." He groaned.

"I don't care. Stand there for another 45 minutes then."

"Open it!"

"I won't. I don't feel like moving from my bed."

"I'll break the window."

"Okay. Break the door. Break whatever you want but I am not moving." I said.

"You're annoying as hell!"

"No. I'm sleepy." I complained trying to stuff my face inside the pillow again.

He sighed and hung up. Finally. Peace.

I heard a weird slam. Is he really trying to break the door?

I. Don't. Care. I got a bit more comfortable inside my bed and got under my blanket. Good thing the curtains were down or else the stupid sun would kill me by it's brightness.

After 10 minutes had passed I heard footsteps.

"Jess, wake up before I pour water on you."

"Mom. Let me sleep!" I shouted completely getting inside my blanket.

"I am not your mom!" He screamed. I laughed a bit. Is he really going to put water on me?

I got my answer when I felt the blanket getting really cold suddenly.

"What the hell Jake!" I screamed getting out of the bed so I could beat the crap out of him.

"I warned you." He said. Good thing I was under the blanket. I didn't get so wet. Good thing I wasn't in my stupid old night dress. It would have been so embarrassing.

I slept in the same outfit I wore yesterday. A normal shirt and jeans. I was really tired so I didn't even bother to change.

"My blanket's wet!" I screamed at him.

He was laughing so much.

I went towards him, stood on my tip toes and grabbed his hair.

"Ouch ouch ouch..." he kept on wincing.

I don't care if he is in pain. "No one. No one wakes me up like that!" I screamed and pushed him away.

He just moved a centimetre away. "Sorry! But I did warn you."

"I slept at 4 am you... you...." I thought of the worst word I could come up with. The problem is I don't use swear words. Calling someone an idiot, stupid or jerk are the worst words in my dictionary.