Levi's P.O.V.
I woke up and got dressed into jogging pants and a Star Wars shirt with the San Jose Sharks hoodie Bradley got me for my birthday. I walked downstairs and laid down on the couch. I closed my eyes and tried not to fall asleep. I knew if I fell asleep that Parker or Bradley would pull a prank on me.
After five minutes of peace, I felt somebody sit on me.
"Get off me, fat ass." I said opening my eyes to see Bradley.
"You think I'm fat?" He said mock offended.
"Get off! You weigh like two hundred pounds." I said trying to shove him off.
"That's so rude! I only weigh 150 pounds." Bradley replied.
"Whatever. I don't even weigh one hundred pounds and you're crushing me." I said.
"Too bad." He replied.
"Chubbinator, get off me!" I told him.
"That's a new one." He laughed.
"Get off me, please! I haven't even done anything to you." I pleaded.
"Fine. All you had to do was ask nicely." He replied getting up.
"Oh thank God! I can finally fell my legs again!" I said touching my legs.
Bradley rolled his eyes and Parker walked into the room.
"Dang, Lee. You look tired." He said.
"I'm super tired." I replied.
"Because you didn't listen to Brad when he told you to go to bed." Parker smirked.
"Shut up. I'm tired because I'm awake at 8am on a Saturday." I replied.
"Someone's cranky." Bradley smirked.
I rolled my eyes and Parker said "Lee, you have massive bed head."
"It's my new look. I'm going for the 'I don't care anymore' look." I replied.
"Let me be the first to tell you, it looks horrible." Parker said.
"It could be worse. It could look like your face." I retorted.
"Oh, sassafras Lee is back." Rhett laughed coming into the room.
"You're so lucky I have to save my energy from hockey or I would beat your ass." Parker told me.
"Dude, if you could knock me out, that'd be great. Then I can sleep." I said.
Parker let out a frustrated sigh and I smirked. He was pissed off and walked out of the room.
"So are you excited, Lee? Christmas Eve is tomorrow." Rhett asked.
"I'm very excited. I'm just not showing it because I barely have enough energy to keep my eyes open. I'm falling asleep in the van." I answered.
"Why don't you just fall asleep here?" Bradley asked.
"I'm not stupid, Brad. I know you're gonna pull a prank on me." I answered.
"How dare you think I would do such a thing!" He gasped mock offended.
"How early do you get up on Christmas, Lee?" Rhett asked me.
"About 8 o'clock or 8:30." I answered.
Scout walked over to us and sat in between Rhett and I.
I leaned my head and part of my body on Scout and after two minutes he got up causing me to fall onto the couch.
"Not that I don't like the fact that we're not murdering each other, but could you please get off me?" Rhett asked me.
"Sorry. I didn't realize I fell on you. I thought I fell onto the couch." I said opening my eyes and sitting up.
"Its fine. I don't care if you lean on my shoulder or whatever just don't sleep on my leg." He replied.
I nodded and dad came into the room.
"We're going to breakfast at Tim Hortons because we don't have any waffles or pancakes." Dad told us.
"Okay." We replied.
"So we have to get going. Can you boys please put your hockey bags in the van? get in the van after your done, please." Dad asked.
"Sure." Bradley and Rhett answered.
They got up and so did I. I put my shoes on and grabbed a SnapBack off the hat rack. I walked out to the van and sat in the back. Parker opened the trunk and put his hockey bag in and so did Rhett and Bradley.
They closed the trunk and got in the van. Rhett sat beside me and I put my seatbelt on. I leaned against the side of the van and fell asleep. I was woken up by Rhett shaking me.
"Lee, get up." He said.
I sat up and unbuckled my seat belt. We were at the arena and I asked "I thought we were getting food?"
"We did. You were right out and wouldn't wake up." Bradley answered.
"Okay. I'm going back to sleep." I said closing my eyes.
