The Fight Between Two

Chapter 10

Hailey's P.O.V:

My team comes out a few minutes later and we all walk down to the kitchen.

I'm still curious as to what he needed my team for but I let it go.

"Alright Lione, what do you have for us to eat?" I ask smirking, to our chef Lione.

"I have some Italian Sausage, organic eggs, bacon, and some of your favorites, pancakes." He says.

My stomach grumbles so loud, it sounded like a dog growling and everyone burst out laughing.

I hate when I get embarrassed infront of people.

"It's not like you guys haven't had your stomachs sound like that before. I mean about the growling part, not the dog part. We all know you are already those...." I say trailing off and they all stop their stomach-cluching laughs.

"Excuse me!" They all say and I know what's coming next.

"Oh holy mother of Jesus....." I whisper trailing off and I run out of the kitchen.

It sounds like a stampede of bulls chasing after me.

Everytime I say something "mean" to them, they all tackle me and tickle me until I apologize. It's cute that they do that, but not when they tackle you like your in a SuperBowl football game.

I dodge around corners and then am stopped by the one and only, Levi.

Levi is the one that always gets to me first before everyone and then tackles me.

"Oh no, not this time bud." I say and then tackle him.

I hear the stampede still behind us and I am on top of Levi from tackling him.

I hurry and stand up while Levi stays on the ground.

I jump above him and run towards the back door.

"Hailey! Get back here and let us tickle you!" Connor yells, and I shake my head.

I swing the door open, and run out into the garden.

The stampede is still on my tail so I run towards the pool and come up with an idea.

I will swerve at the last second and turn away from the pool and they all will run right into it, falling.

I am about three feet away from my swerve and I get tackled into the pool.

I get the breath knocked out of me and I don't have time to get air before I am drenched and under water with whoever dared to tackle me.

Oh man! My gun!!

I thrash around in the person's hold under the water and they let go finally.

I rush up to the surface and gasp for air. I push all the hair out of my face and then a cold breeze comes out of no where.

Ugh! I'm going to get hypothermia all because of my dumb plan that failed.

"Y-you guys ar-are gonna get i-it." I stutter and shiver uncontrollably.

I look up and see that the one that tackled me was Daniel.

What the hell is wrong with him? He is so lucky my gun didn't go off because of him tackling me. Although, its safety is on, so I don't have to worry.

I look around the pool and see my whole team just sitting there with worried and concerned faces.

"Guys, get her out of there before she gets deathly sick!" Pharrel yells and all of them jump in.