She's the Life of the Party

{ chapter two }

"JAY! GET YOUR LAZY ASS OUT OF BED!" Miles yelled, his source of voice from the opened bedroom door.

I groaned into my pillow, hoping that he would leave me alone. I grabbed the extra pillow next to me and covered my entire head with it, hoping to block any source of audio. I heard the bedroom door opened wider as I was drifting off to sleep again. I was currently, lying on my stomach with the side of my face on the mattress.

Miles grabbed the pillow that was previously covering my head and hit me with it. I groaned even more, turning my entire body to my side and facing away from him at the wall. My eyes refused to open, because I was that tired. I pulled the covers over my head.

"Jay.." Miles called.

"What.." I mumbled.

"Get your ass out of bed." Miles instructed.

My good self tells me that I should get out of bed, but my body won't let me move. My eyes are glued shut, and theres no way I'm getting out of this bed.

"Let me think about it..." I mumbled. "No."

"You asked for it." he sighed. I had no idea how he was going to dragged me out of bed. Out of everyone in the entire world I expect Miles to know that it'll take more than a bucket of water being dumped on me to get me out of bed.

I felt his body being dumped on top of me. I groaned. Miles started straddling me and jumping, "JAY JAY JAY JAY JAY JAY JAY JAY !!!"

"ARGH YOU DICKHEAD GET OFF OF ME." I finally opened my eyes and tried to push him off of me. Now, Miles was sitting on my stomach, his legs are on both sides of my body.

"NO! GET OUT OF BED !" Miles commanded, remaining in his previous position.

"NO! YOU BOSSY BASTARD." I groaned. Miles leaned downed and gave me a bone crashing hug while he was still sitting on top of me.

"MILES ! YOU ASS! LET GO!" I screamed using my hands to push his chest. Miles kissed me on the cheek and, and kept showering me with them all over my face.

"WHAT THE FUCK MILES ! STOP KISSING ME YOU DECUSSING BASTARD !" I said pushed his face away from mine.

"Fine. Get Up." He said smirking. I sighed, and gave in, "ALRIGHT ALRIGHT I'M UP !"

Miles got off of me and sat indian style on my bed. I groaned before, getting up to a sit up right on my bed. I kept rubbing the sleep away from eyes harshly, because it felt nice to rub your eyes for a very long them. I don't know why, but rubbing my eyes felt nice.

I glanced at the digital clock on my night stand reading the time. I did a double-take not realizing what time it was.

"Miles..; its 6:30 in the morning," I tried to keep my voice as calm as possible but I couldn't, "WHY THE HELL DID YOU WAKE ME UP AT 6:30 IN THE MORNING."

It was really hard to rise my voice in the morning, I have an unusual morning voice. Everytime I wake up, my voice gets really deep, low, and rusty. Almost, like a guy. Which is pretty weird. I have a really low voice, for a girl, but I still sounded like a girl, but lower. I don't know, sometimes I wonder why I'm a girl instead of a guy.

"We need to finish packing today remember? Last night, we only packed our clothes into our suitcase. Besides, dad told us about the move in short notice, that none of our friends even know. I'm hoping we are done packing about 4 in the afternoon so we and our friends have a last gathering before, you know, we move." Miles explained.

To come to think of it, he was right. Dad just told us about the move last night, and we were too surprised to tell anyone about it. It sucked to leave our hometown where all of our friends and memories are made for the pass 17 years of our lives. But, maybe its a good thing to move and all. I really needed a new change, this town was getting boring anyway.