Crisis

The edge

Tommy's P.O.V

I sleepy turned, my eyes fluttered open. A blurry figure was on top of me.

"Hey princess, enjoy your beauty sleep?" Tyler laughs.

I rubbed my eyes and sat up, "Where's Sasha?"

"Takin a shower, wanna see?" I could feel my face turn bright red I imminently pushed him off my bed, he fell on the floor with a thud. "Ugh. That hurt and I was kidding!" He yelled.

"Whatever, it was your fault!"

"Was not!" He aruged. From there was bickering, "Yeah well you wanna go!?"

"So you can lose?"

"Oh yeah? Let's see!" We probably looked like two drunk idiots fighting eachother. I was drunk on sleep he was just naturally drunk. I swiped him off his feet and laughed at his defeat, he pulled me down with him. At this point we were on the floor kicking and baby punching eachother. We were so busy 'Fighting' we didn't notice the bathroom door open. We didn't realize until it slammed against the wall. We both turned to the door. Sasha's hair was dripping wet, her face had its natural beautiful tint, a few drops of water slipped down her face. A white towel was wrapped around her curved body, and we were on the floor looking up at her. I quickly got up and pulled Tyler up with me, wondering if he'd stay on the floor, he seems the least bit perverted.

"Are you guys okay?" She asks, her voice is as soft as a feather and as sweet as sugar.

"U-Uh, y-yeah. We're fine." I stammered. My legs felt like jello, my heart was skipping beats and my face was practically a tomato.

"I thought somthing might have been happening, you scared me!"

"Sorry, we, uh, didn't mean to."

"Whatever, as soon as I get dressed we'll head to breakfast." She turned around and walked towards the bathroom, she stopped in the doorway then looked at me, "Oh and good morning!" She smiled at us then shut the door.

"She's so hot." I literally slapped the perverted look on his face, "Again, kidding." He assured.

"Pervert." I sneered.

"Um, no, and frankly, I'm a teenage dude, what else would be on my mind? Girls and Guns, that's all there is to care about." He smiled.

"Ugh, now your turning into Uncle Tord. He was the same way when he was younger."

"Really?" Tyler questions intrigued.

"Yup, I can't remember a day he didn't pull and gun out of his pockets. This one time they were at a arcade and he used real guns. And he's always been about girls, such a dirty pervert though. I wonder if he even cares about that stuff now." I sighed, "You really are just like him, cus we need another one of those." I scoffed.

"Shut up." He laughed. The bathroom door opened, she was wearing her usual outfit.

"Let's go eat." She beamed, we got up and followed her down the hall.

I plopped another delicious cherry in my mouth,  "So what's the plan for today?" I say inbeetween chews.

"I dunno." Shasha says, "We could build a snowman?" She suggests.

"Or a snowmonster?" I smiled.

"Or a snowthirdwheel because that's me." Tyler blurts.

"Come on, your not just a third wheel, your our friend. Right Tommy?"

"Huh? Yeah,-I just got an idea. That one holidays coming up right?"

"Your talking about Christmas?" Tyler asks dumbfounded.