Six Feet Under

Chapter 1

"Ah! Stop it!!" I squealed, laughing so hard I fell to the floor. Scott is still tickling me. I slapped him on the arm in an attempt to make it stop, but it didn't seem to work.

We were at the backyard of our new house, because we decided to move in with each other. We love each other a lot, and we couldn't bear a day without seeing one another.

"OKAY! Okay. I'm stopping." he said. FINALLY. I almost ran out of breath from laughing so much.

After that I just sort of lay on the ground. It was very comfortable.

"Get up. Let's make cupcakes." he urged.

"No."

"What?"

"Nope."

"Please?"

"Hmmm..." I pretended to think. "No."

"Fiiiine. Let's watch a movie."

"Okay!"

We spent at least twenty minutes trying to pick a good movie, but we ended up choosing Finding Nemo. It never gets old.

Scott popped some popcorn in the microwave as I prepared the DVD player. I pushed the CD in and we sat on the comfy couch.

***

After the movie had finished, I yawned and stretched my arms and legs. It hurts to stretch after sitting in that position for two hours, but you need to. So I'm doing that. Scott was checking his twitter. Already,

"Bee, don't you have work tomorrow?" I asked him.

"Oh shoot! I totally forgot! We need to sleep, it's like 9 PM now, and I need to get up at 6." he explained. I nodded and we brushed our teeth, got in our pajamas, and went to bed. Cuddling, of course.

***

The next morning, Scott and I woke up at 6 AM. He works at the FBI, if you didn't know. And I am a piano teacher at Briarwood High School. Usually I would get up earlier than him, but the school doesn't have classes today because it's Founder's Day. So I'm just chilling at home 'till he comes back at around 12 AM.

We baked a few waffles with cheese inside, and we dug in.

After eating, we showered and got dressed, then he went off as I waved.