falling | wyatt oleff [ ON HOLD ]

52 | reality

FOR THE REST OF THE NIGHT, we played Uno. I, however, passed out by the second game. I guess I had such a pleasant sleep that when I woke up, everyone was already upstairs. After stretching and going on my phone for a while, I get up and groggily head to the kitchen. Even after sleeping like a baby, I'm still tired.

Everyone is at the dining table eating what seems like endless  plates of pancakes. Mrs. Oleff was busy in the kitchen flipping and pouring batter, that she got startled when I greeted her good morning.

"Oh! Hi, Michelle. Lucky for you, I just cooked a fresh stack of pancakes, here you go sweetheart." she hands me a plate of delicious golden goodness. I thank her and settle down on a chair beside Jeremy.

"Well lookie here, looks like Sleeping Beauty finally woke up!" Finn says, shoving a mouthful of food in his mouth.

"Why didn't anyone wake me up? I thought Jack was going to attack me again." I joke, pouring myself a glass of orange juice, drinking the cold beverage. It has pulp, which I don't mind.

"Hey," Jack puts his hands up in defense, "I said I was sorry!"

Wyatt shrugs, "You looked so peaceful, we didn't want to disturb you."

I nod in response and continue eating my pancakes. It is now silent as we are all eating the delicious food Wyatt's mom prepared for us. You know the food is good when everyone is quiet, eating and savouring the dish as much as possible.

"So, uh, what're we doing today?" Sophia asks while trying to reach the bottle of syrup.

Chosen helps her out and hands it to her. "How about we go to the beach? I heard there's a new froyo shop that opened." Sophia smiles as a way of saying thank you.

"I love frozen yogurt! Let's do it." Jeremy chirps, looking at everyone.

I grin thinking about the time Sophia and I would go get froyo back in New York when I tried their new flavour. "Yeah, I'm up for it."

Everyone else seems to agree. "Then it's settled. That is after Wyatt and Mimi fix our beds, of course." Jaeden winks.

I roll my eyes, that boy will be the death of me. "Fine, I'll fix your darn beds. But, Jaeden has to clean up mine and Wyatt's plates." I smirk in satisfaction and get up from my seat.

"Hey, that wasn't part of the deal!"

"Well it is now. C'mon Wyatt, we have something better to do." I pull his hand and we go downstairs. "You move the sofas back while I fold the blankets?" I suggest.

He nods in response and we get straight to work. I regret taking so many blankets because I folded at least 12 of them. I guess Wyatt was too busy pushing sofas that he accidentally knocks my piles of blankets off.

"Well gee, thanks. Just when I finished folding all of 'em." I groan, picking up the mess.

His curls pop up from behind the sofa, "Crap! Sorry, Mimi." he apologizes, helping me fold.

I don't want him to fold, so I chuck a pillow at him. "No, I'll do it," I snatch the blanket, "You'll probably mess it up again."

He raises his eyebrows, "You're telling me I can't fold?"

I cross my arms, "I didn't say it, you did."