Twisted Love

Chapter 3

Cassie’s POV

            “Cassie!” My mom yelled at me from the other side of the door but I sat oblivious as I had my headphones in and was humming along to Simple Plan.

            She hit the door a few more times but Peter, told her that he would ‘handle it’. Mom shrugged and walked down the hall while Peter put his fingers to his lips, telling Gwen and MJ to keep quiet. They smiled as Peter slowly opened the door to my room while I sat on my bed, my attention absorbed on my phone.

            Peter sneaked over to me, without me noticing, while MJ and Gwen tried not to laugh, their hands covering their mouths. Military style, Peter crawled on the floor towards my bed until he slowly reached his hand over and grabbed my foot.

            Immediately I screamed, kicking away from him, my hand on my heart as I looked, with a terrified expression, at Gwen and MJ laughing hysterically. I frowned, narrowing my eyes at them while I took off my headphones so I could hear both of their laughter. “Very funny guys.” I said sarcastically, still not aware of Peter, crouching down, stifling his laughs while hiding away from me.

            Swinging my legs over the side of the bed, I screamed once again when something touched my foot again!

            I was perched on my bed, my eyes wide while MJ and Gwen just continued to laugh. My eyes were giant as I looked at them then finally looked at the source. “Peter.” I growled.

            He started laughing until he was holding his side as he rolled around on the floor. “Your-your face!” He said in-between laughs then made an impression of what my face looked like before cracking up again, until he was laughing so hard that nothing came out of his mouth.

            My eyes narrowed at him, my heart still racing from being scared twice. I grabbed the closest thing next to me, which happened to be my tissue box, and hulked it at his face, hitting the top of his head while he yelped and held his head. A smile crossed my face as I continued to start hitting him with objects in my room, luckily Mom had just done the laundry and I had socks scattered all over my bed. 

            This time, it was MJ and Gwen’s turn to start to crack up, holding their stomachs while Gwen fell on her knees, not being able to handle standing up and laughing.

            “War!” Peter yelled and started to throw a sock at me while I laughed and dodged, trying to hit him back.

            MJ joined into the action and started to open my sock drawer, throwing my socks at the both of us, laughing just as hard as we were.

            Gwen just laughed harder until she got hit in the face with a sock. Her smile immediately disappeared, as she opened her eyes and gaze Peter a death look. Peter’s eyes went wide as he sunk down, his head disappearing from Gwen’s view behind the bed then slowly peaking up, looking nervous on how Gwen would react. “Oh it’s on!” She yelled at us, her expression becoming playful again as she started to throw socks at us, immediately releasing any tension from the room.