Ten Too Many Boys ***Old Version!!!***

Chapter Ten: I Live in a House Full of Idiots

After my encounter with Finn, I went back to work unpacking my boxes.

I was almost done unpacking when I uncover my second favorite possessions, my books. I think I have at least three boxes filled with just books.

This room is so small I don't know where I'm going to put them all.

I actually cut down a bunch on the hoard I owned before I left and I still ended up with a lot. I ended up keeping all my favorites from when I was younger, and my favorite authors from now.

Lunch and supper both proved to be a new level of awkward. Finn kept his head down the whole time, avoiding my gaze and not speaking two words. I kept trying to catch his gaze but he just avoided me. Some of the boys noticed and looked between me and him, trying to find out what happened.

At supper I didn't look at him either. If he wants to be crabby, fine by me.

I don't unpack for too much longer because I usually get in bed pretty early and its starting to get late.

I don't actually fall asleep until probably an hour later because I like to go on my phone before I sleep. I'm pretty sure it's bad that I do this, but it's habit now, and I am too lazy to bother fixing it.

I finish up with the box and climb into bed. I barely have the blanket pulled over me when Angel hops up onto my stomach. She neads my stomach a bit before turning around in a circle and plops down, purring loudly.

I scroll through posts on Instagram for about an hour before I put my phone away and close my eyes to sleep.

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I never expected to be woke up by someone saying "Holy guacamole! Look at those beans!!"

Someone help me.

Something is on my face, almost suffocating me, my blanket is all twisted around me, and someone is fangirling a little too hard for this early in the morning.

I flail my arms around, letting whoever's in here know that I am indeed, awake. My arm connects with someone's face, making a satisfying, smacking noise.

"Ow!! Holy crap that hurt!"

Take that waker uper. Next time let me sleep in peace.

The furry object removes itself from my head so I can finally see. I sit upright in bed and get a look at the fools who decided it was a good idea to wake me up.

I glare at idiot number 1, Evan, and idiot number 2, who is Jon? Tyler? Devil in disguise???

I can't figure out who idiot number 2 is. I know they are a twin.

Let me just say something real quick, I am not a pretty sight or a happy camper in the morning. I prefer quiet, peaceful, idiot and boy free mornings.

I also have to take at least 10 minutes to make myself look semi presentable in the morning. If I don't do that I look like Bellatrix Lestrange, except with my blonde hair, freckles, no wand, and less evil.

Just a little though.

I cross my arms over my chest and glare at them more. They sit there twiddling their thumbs.

I arch my eyebrows at the two of them. "So who's stupid idea was it to come into my room, touch my cat, and wake me up?"

Crickets chirp.

Unknown child all of a sudden points to Evan very dramatically, arms waving. "He said that it would be ok if we came and pet your cat! And when we came in and found you sleeping he said it would be fine to quick pet the kitty as long as I was quiet! And I was, but then he started talking"