Trapped ღ j.t

Ch. 26 The Finished Product

        ~ Last full day at the Bungalow
                    [four days later] ~

{ P E R R I E }

Jade's quiet sneeze is what woke me up this morning. Normally it wouldn't, but tonight we had slept in the 'spoon' position. My back was to her chest, her face buried in my hair. Although extremely comfortable, one brush of air on the back of my neck and I almost jumped a mile.

I checked the time and saw that it was 7.45. The girls wouldn't be up 'til at least 10.

"I think I'll do yoga," I murmured. I gently tried to lift Jade's arms off me, but she gripped me tighter.

"Pezza . . ." she murmured, still sleeping. I chuckled and tried again. I pecked her lips quickly and her face seemed to visibly relax, and she finally releases me.

I loved yoga. It increased strength, stamina and flexibility. Not to mention how relaxing it was. I grabbed my mat and changed into my sports bra and sweat pants. I used to take classes before my parents . . . separated. Thankfully, I memorized an hour's worth of poses.

I set my mat down by the window in our bedroom. I began to stretch, slowly easing myself into the more complex poses. I groaned – I was a little rusty. Finally, breathing hard, I sat down from doing my last pose. I rolled up the mat and turned around. Jade was awake, propped up on her elbow. She grinned cheekily.

"How long have you been up?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"How long have you been doing yoga?"

"'Bout an hour."

"'Bout an hour."

"You were watching me?" I asked, embarrassed. She nodded proudly.

"I'm glad to see you're flexible as well as strong." She winked.

I groaned and grabbed a pillow. I chucked it at her, hitting her square in the face. Before she could recover, I ran into the bathroom and locked the door to shower. I washed my hair and scrubbed the dirt off my body. I stepped out feeling clean, wearing red shorts and a yellow shirt, my hair hanging damp down my back.

"Jade?" I called out before unlocking the door. Silence. I counted to three and opened the door, only to be hit in the face by three pillows.

When I finally recovered, I looked up to see Leigh, Jade and Jesy all laughing. I stared them down.

"That's for thwonking me with the pillow!" Jade cheered.

"You were being a pervert!"

"I was being imaginative. I have a sexy imagination, you know?" she protested. Leigh and Jesy looked confused.

"I got up early to do yoga and found out she was being a creeper and watching me," I explained. They nodded their heads in understanding, but to my surprise they didn't take my side.

"I'd have done it too," Jesy admitted. Leigh said nothing, just chuckled. I crossed my arms.

"Fine, I guess you guys don't need the pancakes I was going to make. Good luck finding your own breakfast, Leigh Leigh." I dropped my stuff and walked downstairs, Leigh-Anne chasing after me.

"No! I take it back! Jade's nothing but a filthy pedophile!"

"Hey!" I heard from up the stairs. I smiled and slowly turned around to face a pleading Leigh.

"Please, Perrie. All I ever want in this world is Nachos and your pancakes. They're the best food on the entire planet!" She got down on her knees and gave me her irresistible puppy dog eyes. I groaned.