A game of oreo

Chapter 7

(A.N.: the picture is Rose. As always there will be drama but from more than one boy. Also some cheesy cliche kitchen moments! HAHAHAHA! so there is a suprise but it's far from good (you'll know it when you see it).

Ok my lovelies read on. I will know if you didn't read this. I will track you down and... sorry I got kinda out of hand. ANYWHORE enjoy the show!

Sincerely, Shakaykay!)

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Niyla's POV

My eyelids flickered open and just as quickly closed when a bright light struck my face. Memories of last night rushed through my mind and I remembered where I was. I moved my hand around but Darren was no longer in my presence. I sat up and immediately regretted it when a pain shot through my head. Stupid headaches. Well I guess that's what I get for crying myself to sleep.

I swung my legs out of the bed and held my head in my hands as if that would help the pain. As if. I wobbled sluggishly to a door. There's three in here and I don't remember which one we came through.

I pulled open the door to be met with a walk-in closet, but instead of shoes the shelves are stuffed with video games. I quickly close the door before I get the urge to steal one. Or all of them.

I closed the door and went for the next door. this time the door led to a bathroom. There was a nice marble sink, and the shower and toilet were spotless. Since there is only one door left that should be the way out. I head to the door and when I open the door a delicious scent fills my nostrils. Sniffing, I recognize the delightful scent as... pancakes!

I run down the stairs, tripping over my feet a couple of times. The scent gets louder and I follow it until I'm at the entrance of the kitchen. The first thing I see is Darren moonwalking with a spatula and singing, "Bacon pancakes, making bacon pancakes, take some bacon and I put it in a pancake, Bacon pancakes, that's what it's gonna make, bacon pancaaaaaaaaaaake!" He ends the song with a high not.

I clap my hands "Encore, encore!" I giggle. Darren gets startled and drops the spatula on his foot. He hisses in pain and starts jumping around on one foot. Then he slips on the spatula and falls on his back. "Ouch." he groans. I panic and run over to him. "Are you okay? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you." He shakes his head and sits up. "I'm okay. It's not your fault, I'm a little clumsy sometimes." I offer Darren my hand and he takes it, allowing me to pull him up.

Darren stands up to his feet and walks back over to the stove. He shoves a big spoon into the pancake batter. "Don't worry, I'll get you back." I look at him with a playful smirk on my face. "Oh really? And how-" Before I can finish my sentence he flicks the batter off the spoon and it lands in the very middle of my face. I gasp and he starts laughing hysterically. I bring my hand up to my face and wipe off the batter. Catching him by surprise, I smear the batter on his face.

This time he gasps and narrows his eyes at me. My eyes grow wide and I run for my life. Ain't grab no shoes or nothing Jesus (A.N.: I just had to LOL). I run around the island and he chases after me, right on my heel. While turning the corner of the island, I slip and run into the sink. An idea pops into my head just as he is about to turn the corner. I turn on the sink and grab the little water hose connected to it. Once Darren is about to touch me I push the little button and spray him in the face. He backs up into the island and I continue to spray him. He pulls his hands up to cover his face, "O-Okay, you win." he yells from behind his hands.

I slowly put the hose down, as he slowly put his hands down. I put the hose away and walked slowly towards the pancakes. Darren kept his eyes on me as I walked away. When I fully turned around the back of my jeans got soaked with water. I turned to face Darren and he had the hose in his hand and was struggling to keep in a laugh.