The Thin Line || BrightWin

We're here?

WIN P.O.V.

"We're here"!

With a sudden jolt, the minivan stopped and I was startled awake.

What? I groggily thought to myself. All I could see was sunlight streaming out of the open car window, and someone's arm blocking the way.

Wait a minute? arm....?

I shook up, to find Bright's arm wrapped around me as his head leaded against the car seat. I was curled into him into a sleeping position.

Oh. My. God.

Nonononono, I thought. If Bright found out about this, I was doomed to be teased about it for the rest of the year, and perhaps by the school too, if that came to happen. With Bright's big mouth I'm sure that would be sure to happen and...

Okay Win stop rambling, I mentally chastised myself. Just slowly nudge out of Bright's hold. I anged my body the other way and slowly tried to slip away from Bright's strong grip. My hand fluttered against his chest.

Wow, he does work out. I thought impressed. Then I grimaced. Ew Win! This is Bright!

Okay focus. Slowly, Slowly, Slowly...

And then, just as I was about to slip out of his grasp, the car door slid open in his direction, send a new stream of sunlight pouring in our direction.

"Rise and shine sleepyheads" Our way too cheerful papas chorused, As Bright groggily slumbered up with a half awake, what? Expression read clearly on his face.

"Oh my god Gun"! My papa excitedly pointed "Look at how they've been sleeping"! Both our papas stated squealing up and down like five year olds.

By now Bright had gotten the gist of what had happened and was slyly smirking.

"All over me now, huh Metawin"? He whispered his fresh minty breath, prickling my ear drum.

Do not kill Vachirawit, Do not kill Vachirawit, Do not kill Vachirawit was all that echoed through my mind. It took all of my will power not to strangle him in front of our papas.

I quickly darted out of his grasp, before anyone could day anything, and slid back out the car door. Bright followed suit. I stretched my legs in the broad open daylight, praying, wishing, for anything to keep our families and big mouth silent on this matter. God if you're up there, please... I mentally begged.

"There better have not been some funny business back in there" My dad said sternly to Bright, who was trying his best not to small cheekily. He looked like the Cheshire cat, trying to pout.

"Well sir, I mean it's hard for Win to resist this" He said as he slung his arm around my shoulder, and flexed his another arm causing a chuckle from our dads, and bunches of squeals from my papas.

Musting up some confidence, I answered back swiftly.

I whisper to Bright's ear. "You. wish". I said to him, as I strutted away with our giggling papas. I quickly turned my head around briefly.

Bright was there his eyes wide with shock.

Point one for Win. Let the picnic games, began.

To be continue.