𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐬; 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐠𝐚

ELEVEN

IRIS MARA
I woke up this morning with one thing in mind. That one thing was the simple fact that I must do everything in my ability to avoid the Arreaga boy.

These wet dreams were all fun and games up until the one I had this morning.

Him moaning in my ear- fine by me. Him moaning in my ear to call him daddy- over-fucking-board.

How do you expect me to even look at him without wanting to lunge at him and suck the life out of him?

"Hey." A soft, groggy voice spoke up from behind me, interrupting my thoughts.

Thankfully the voice belonged to the one person I wouldn't ever wish to have a wet dream about.

"Hey, Nicholas." I say with a smile.

He gives me a small smile back as he plopped down onto the couch across from me.

"What are you doing up so early?" He queries after letting out a loud yawn.

I shrug my shoulders,"I couldn't sleep."

He lets out a hum in response as he then picks up his phone and begins to ferociously type away.

"I couldn't sleep either." He replies, glancing up at me after he sends the text he had been typing.

"Is it because of the girl on the phone that you've been texting?" I ponder.

"W-what?" He stutters then quickly regains himself-or at least attempts to by letting out a laugh,"What are you talking about, Iris?"

"I know you better than anyone so I can, A) tell when you have a love interest, and B) tell when you're lying and I can also tell when you're lying about having a love interest."

He sits up and tilts his head to the side.

"I think that you may have forgotten that I can tell the same exact things when it comes to you, Iris."

"Don't you dare have the audacity to think that I don't notice the tension that you have when it comes to Brandon."

"Wh-."

He cuts my words off short,"I know things. You know things. I won't go tell anyone-especially our parents- if you don't say a word. Deal?"

I let out a sigh as I shook my head.

"Deal." I mutter.