I don't know what I'm doing

Pretty Little Princess

It was midnight and we were still going strong. I lost count on how many movies we have watched. I started dozing off as I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I knew it was Jackson so I kept my gaze towards the TV and ignored him. He walked passed us and into the kitchen coming back out a few minutes later. I heard his footsteps stop right behind me but I refused to look back at him.

"So...what happened to your knuckles?"

"Oh, so now your going to be civilized?" I scoff. I still have my back facing him but I can feel Sila and Micheals eyes on us.

"I just want to know what happened. Are you going to tell me?"

"Nope that's for me to know and you to find out." I then grab the remote and turn up the volume.

"Fine then be a bitch!" He snaps at me.

"Gladly" I reply.

"Wait!" Micheal shouts. "I have a video. They're basically all over social media."

"They are!?" I ask.

"Yup."

"Oh god."

"I want to see" Jackson says, already sitting down next to Micheal. Micheal plays the video and I can hear myself yelling even from where I'm sitting. Once the videos done Jackson looks at me with something that looks like awe?

"Woah I can't believe you would do something like that" He says, sounding almost impressed.

"What do you mean?"

"You fought that girl for Sila! It was pretty awesome."

"Thanks, and I'm not a totally heartless person" I say while rolling my eyes. He then stands up and starts going up the stairs.

"Good night guys" He shouts.

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I jump awake from my sleep. I look around confused as to why I woke up but then I hear really loud thunder. Oh, that must be what woke me up. I look at my phone- getting blinded in the process- to see what time it is. Groaning I flop onto my back, it's only seven freaking o'clock. I close my eyes trying to go back to sleep but it's useless.

After accepting the fact that I won't be getting any more sleep I head towards the kitchen. As quietly as possible I start to look through all of the cabinets looking for anything good. I eventually settle on just eating yogurt. I sigh when I realize that I now need to find a spoon. Opening the first drawer I see I don't find any spoons but for some reason there are containers of glitter.

"What are you looking for?"

I jump from hearing the random voice. I spin around and throw my cup of yogurt at the person.

"Ow!" Micheal shouts as the yogurt hits him right in his face. "What was that for!?"

"I'm so sorry! You really scared me and I just threw that at you as some kind of reflex" I say sheepishly. "But I was looking for a spoon."

"Oh they're in this drawer." He grabs a spoon and hands it too me.

"Thanks. Hey I have a question. Why do you have so many containers of glitter?"

"My mom really loves arts and crafts and glitter. So when you put those two together you end up always having glitter in your house."

"Oh okay." I then smile when I think of something. I look at Micheal to see he's already staring at me suspiciously. "So you know how Jackson was rude to me?" He nods. "Do you think I was wrong to push him?"