Mary's P.O.V.
I tossed and turned (A.N.~ ;D aye! not exactly planned it there. LoL) on the bed. I wanna wake up but then again at the same time, I really don't ever wanna leave the comforts of this mattress. My eyes began to peek open a little but then clamped closed again when it hit the bright rays of sun that comes out from the blinds.
I brought myself up and walked to the blinds. I slipped it open to see just the boys playing basketball. I checked the area outside to see if there were any possible escapes. I knew it would get me in trouble but if I could get away I could call the police and junk. Then again, if Jason does catch me, ---- I couldn't imagine what he would do to me. Might end up inside out, or bloody, or taped to alot of grenades, or something worse. Ughhh!!
"Wake up, Mary! Breakfast is here!" Chris knocked on the door.
"Yeah yeah.. I'll be there." I replied while running to my --now-- bed fixing it.
"Hurry up! We all know Jase lacks of patience." he says now as he enters the room. "I'm coming! Geez!" I followed him downstairs to the kitchen. I could live with this! Damn! He's got a pretty neat house. While walking down the stairs, I eyed the surroundings. The house was gorgeous! And I can't believe I just realized it, just now. Well... you were absolutely scared shizz-less the last time. Ofcourse! and once again my conscience points another one.
As we enter the kitchen, It was big too! It has this long table that could fit like 5 people on each longer side and it was -- surprisingly -- clean. I know! Right? Like almost everyone here is a guy! Like-- WTF!?
On the table, there were already eggs, strips of bacon, pancakes and orange juice. Everything placed on the table looked so homey. I sat on the vacant seat beside Chris and I was about to reach out for a bacon but he slaps my hand hard making me wince silently in pain.
I shot him a look and said, "Why!?"
He informately tells me, "Wait till Jason's here."
"Ughhh!!! Do we seriously have to??" I whined staring him down as if i were a puppy dog. He nods his head 'yes'.
"Dafuq!? What is he? The pharoah of this kingdom? What century or rather generation are you?" I reached again for the bacon. And once again I am met by a hard slap over my hand. (T^T) Oh come on!
"Seriously. Really. Or you will be--" he says then makes that signal where he pretends his throat is bein' slit then he dies.
"Oh. O k." I stopped and drowned in my seat. You better hurry up, McCann! Or I will be eating you. I am so hungry and I will do it. Woah! Where did that thought came from? Ahehehe...
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Author's Note:
Sorry for the very long period of not updating. I was mixed in with alot of assignments and projects and exams and tests and school stuff and non-school stuff but is needed to be done. I'll do my very best to try to finish and complete this book.
"Patience is a virtue" they said. But for me it sort of should come out like-- "Patience... is virtue that many lack. Therefore, It is a super power where the few have." ;) Ahahahahahhaahaha! LoL!
Till next time.
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