Chapter 4

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I apologize for any errors in structure or grammar I didn't look carefully over this chapter because I was rushing when I wrote it.... which us obvious   

I woke up on the same couch but, I had a blanket over me and a pillow under the arm of the chair where I rested my head. How did I miss that? I scanned the room to see all the boys were gone. I lifted myself up and walked towards the door to the room. As soon as I reached for the handle, the door swung open and almost hit me in the face.

"Woah sorry Bambi," said Luke as he brought in more food of course.

"How'd you sleep?" Asked Michael with a slight crook in his mouth.

"Fine I guess, what time did I fall asleep?"

"Hmm probably like 7:00, you fell asleep quickly and you really didn't wake up. Heavy sleeper huh?" Calum asked.

"Yeah I didn't even notice the pillow and blanket. thanks for that by the way i probably would've frozen if it weren't that."

"Yeah no problem," said Luke quickly, "Do you always get cold when you sleep?"

"Ooh if you do we can cuddle I'm always too hot maybe we can balance each other!" I looked over to see Ashton smiling at his remark then he opened his arms wide like an invitation for a hug.

"Thanks Ashton," i said with a smile on my face, "Ill just make sure i cover up well."

"You can call me Ash you know. And he's not Michael, he's Mikey. And calum is Cal. But Luke is just Luke. he's boring that way." He smiled again and giggled as Luke gave him a look.

"Okay then, Ash. What time is it?" I asked looking around for my phone.

"Its 11:43," said Michael, "Do you have somewhere to be?"

"No I just never told my mom what i was doing and she will be so pissed..." I started to scramble around to grab my stuff. I only brought my phone and bag but I couldn't find my textbook...

"We'll look for it, as long as you promise you'll hang out with us again today." said Calum with a toothy smile on his face.

"Okay great thanks, and yeah sure I'll text you when I can, sound good?" I questioned.

"Yeah that works see you later Anthem." Michael grinned at me as he joined the boys in a joint, two-fingered salute.

        As soon i got home i walked in with a slightly crooked smile as my mom peppered me with questions. things like, "where were you? could you not leave me a message? You are in so much trouble young lady." I hated when people called me that. i don't know why but I'm not that young and i was definitely not a lady, so I didn't get it. 

"I made friends so i was hanging with them," I said hoping she would get off my back. She calmed down a little just said, "Well that's good, but your phones not broken, so use it please." I nodded quickly and ran upstairs. I sat at my computer and went on twitter. Nothing was going on but a bunch of people at my old school about how they missed me and how the school was poorer without me. I don't like to brag but i was an exceptional student. Also, i was pretty good and sports (soccer, volleyball, track, and softball to be exact) so the teams would be a lot weaker this year. I definitely wasn't popular, but i had a lot of friends in that school, so i was well-liked at least. I shut my computer realizing that i was almost starting to tear up. I just thought to myself, (don't be like this. try to be happy! go hang with the guys). I wasn't sure but without thinking i grabbed my phone and was about to text Luke when my screen woke. It said i had a new message from Luke so i opened it, only to be interrupted by another notification. Except this one said, "Luke Hemmings now following you on twitter". Great i thought, he's going to read through all of my tweets... I shook off the thought of him stalking me and read his text. (Hey Bambi we are going to go out today and tomorrow, want to come with?) As i read i was wondering what they were doing that they were going to be gone the whole weekend. It was only about 12:15, so i texted back asking what they had planned. He responded almost immediately saying we aren't sure. But we are going to go to Chicago.

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