Chapter Eight

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Angel left for her room soon after Cody arrived. I can tell she was uncomfortable. The three us make our way to living room. 

Our sleepover's consist of laying in lots of pillows/blankets on the floor, endless movies and food. I grab some spare pillows and blankets from the closet and throw them on the floor in front of the T.V. I sit down on the floor and lean against the couch. 

"What movie are we going to watch?" I ask as Cody sits on the floor to my right.

"We are going scary,"  Trey  pauses trying to pick one. "The Woman in Black!" I groan, I so don't want to watch a scary movie.

"You should be used to these," Cody smiles, I shrug.

"I just don't like it when things pop out," I mutter. Trey puts the DVD in and sits to my left. I dread the moment his finger hits the play button.

"Can't we watch The Notebook or something?" I ask.

"I will not be put through that again." Trey says. I frown, I loved that movie! I thought it was really cute.

You know how when you watch a horror movie and you get a feeling something scary is going to happen? That might just be me but anyway whenever I got the feeling, I would cover my eyes and I got that feeling a lot. Needless to say, I am a wimp.

"Come on, at least open your eyes for the ending," Cody whispers to me.

I open my eyes slowly, afraid to see what is on the screen. It's nothing bad from what I gather. There just at a train station, waiting for their train. Then the woman in black show's up and the next thing I know the guy and his son are dead.

I stare wide eyed at the screen. That was a horrible ending! That little kid didn't even have a chance to live! How could that woman think she made everything right by killing them!

 "I get to pick the next movie!" I jump up before either of them can argue. I glance at the shelves, trying to locate one of my favourites. I slide my fingers over the glossy DVD cases until I stop at one. I pull out the move I Am Number Four.

"Not this one again, how many times have we seen it already?"  Trey groans. It's one of my all time favourite movies.

"Oh, shut up!" I throw a pillow at him but he catches it. I slip the movie in and return to my seat. I always get stuck sleeping in the middle. Trey and Cody refused to sleep next to each other. Something about it not being manly. 

I rest my head on one of my pillows, curling up with a blanket.  My eyes are glued to the screen, I can't get enough of this movie.  

The boys fall asleep about halfway through the movie, like I knew they would. I wait till the end of the movie to sleep. 

I hear noises in the kitchen, checking the clock I realize it's only seven in the morning. I fight the urge to go back to sleep. Instead I get up, careful not to wake up the boys. I enter the kitchen to find Angel searching the fridge. 

"You have no food," she grumbles. I lift myself onto the counter and watch her search for food.

"I haven't been shopping lately," I shrug for lack of a better answer. "How about we just get McDonalds for breakfast and we'll go shopping later."

"Sure, sounds good."  I pull a brush through my hair and slip a purple hoodie over my head. I leave my black short shorts on and grab some converse. I meet Angel back in the kitchen.

"Do you have a car?" I ask her. She shakes her head. I take Trey's keys from the table. "Let's go!"

I slide into the driver's seat while Angel takes shotgun. I drive us to the nearest McDonalds. We walk inside, there's not much of a line and we get to order right away. We carry all the food back to the car.

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