"AMITY BLU GET THE HELL OUT OF BED!" Jasmines screeches in the doorway to my room and I scream, falling out of bed in surprise.
Kit wakes up a split second after I scream looking like he's about to murder someone. "Oh my god Jasmine it's 5 am you have no chill." I say staying sprawled out on the floor laughing into the sheets I dragged down.
"How can I have some chill when it's the day of the long awaited GRAND SOCIAL!" She hops around the room and Kit throws one of his pillows at her hitting her square in the face.
She falls on the ground and everyone laughs. She gets up and walks to the doorway turning around to look at me. "Meet me in our closet by seven. Two hours is plenty of time for you to eat breakfast." She says and then darts down the hallway to the stairs.
"Remember, the battles aren't until late in the evening so I suggest you try to look decent." I say in a challenging voice to Kit.
"Mhmm, just five more minutes." He says waving me off, faceplanting onto his pillow.
"Whatever." I say before grinning knowing I'm plotting the best revenge for all the times he's done this same prank to me.
Still on the floor I crawl silently around my bed to his a few feet next to mine. Looking towards the door to see if it's open incase I need to abort and run I close my eyes and cry internally seeing it's shut.
I shrug it off and jump onto the bed tackling him and laughing at his muffled protests. After a few seconds of struggling he shoves me off.
The next thing I know we're chasing eachother around the room throwing pillows at eachother and laughing, careful not to be loud enough to draw our housemates' attentions.
When I reach for a pillow on the ground Kit wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me back, kicking the pillow away before we both fall.
Looking up at the ceiling, still being held captive I sigh and raise my hands up in defeat and he sits up leaning against his bed and I get up and grab two mints from the bowl on the table between our beds, tossing one to him.
He grabs it and we both sit next to eachother against the bed reading the book about the creatures eating the mints, since we are both far too tired to deal with other people.
I put the book back up on the shelf and brush my hair while Kit lays on his bed and looks up at the ceiling making little water orbs in his hands examining them.
I turn and sit next to him. "So, do you remember all of our battle patterns?"
"Of course, don't question the best water classman." He says with a smug expression.
"Really? Well get you're mind out of the swimming pool and get yourself a shirt on."
"You're the only one who ever complains about it. Besides I'm fit, wouldn't you like to show off a good looking partner?" He says sarcastically while getting up and walking to the middle of the room.
"Ugh no, I'd rather dig up my grave and live in there then suffer your bragging. Also, you don't see me or Jasmine walking around with our bras on." I say and instantly regret it.
"Will and I wouldn't mind that." He winks at me and I facepalm.
"Get out. Just, go get your shirt or whatever. I lost my apetite so I'll go down and talk to Jas."
He bursts out laughing and walks down the hallway his closet and I go the other way to the stairs.
YOU ARE READING
Until Sunrise
FantasyLife at the Academy is good for Amity. She's passing with decent grades, and she's thriving more than any of the students with her power. With the ability to create fire with her hands at will, nobody stands in her way unless of course they want to...
