Jen and James

Chapter 40

Jen's POV:

A/N:(Kinda steamy towards the end. Your welcome !)

My alarm wakes me up, the loud sound blaring in my ears.

Getting up is not something that seems fun at the moment because I didn't end up actually going to sleep until around one am last night.

The reason for that, I was packing...

I know that the average person doesn't usually take up to five hours to pack only two weeks' worth of clothes, but I'm not normal...

If you haven 't noticed...

It's also really hard to get up when your boyfriend who is as strong as a bear, is currently holding you down with the weight of his arm...

Other than that, the only motivation I have to get up right now is the fact that in just a few hours, the whole squad will be together in the amazing NYC.

I have dreamt of going to that place since I was little...

Living in New Jersey, you might say I'm crazy if I haven't been there by now but what you forgot is the fact that since my parents were almost never home and since I'm not legally an adult yet, I couldn't exactly just go there.

Not even for that 8th-grade trip, since my parents weren't home to sign the permission slip...

I used to beg my parents to take me with them when they would go to meetings there but they would always rebuttal, saying,

"New York is no place for a child to go, nor is it for one to go when their parents are handling business."

This used to upset me but considering that I'm turning 18 in about a week, I really don't care anymore...

Anyway, back to the problem at hand, my alarm is still blaring and James' arm is still holding me down.

I can't believe he isn't awake yet...

Deciding to finally get up, I attempt to peel James' heavy arm from my waist and proceed to turn off the alarm. Of course, that doesn't go as planned and I'm left struggling with the weight of my boyfriend...

It feels so weird to say that now...

"Babe, we gotta get up and get ready."

He makes a groaning sound and pulls me closer to him.

"Bear, come on, we gotta get ready to go." I whine.

I know he hates whining...

He lets out a big huff and lets me go before speaking.

"You jump in the shower and get ready, I'm gonna go back to sleep."

"No, James, it's already 4:15. The squad will be here soon..."

"Are you implying that I join you in the shower."

"No, I'm implying that if you don't get your sleepy ass up in five minutes, 302 will be in action this whole break..."

He jumped right up and out of bed.

If you've forgotten, 302 is a secret code we made up when we were ten. It enables the person who says it, to prank the victim any and multiple times without a warning. These pranks are usually always really mean and annoying, considering the consistency of them.

The last time one was pulled, I ended up in the Emergency Room with a broken arm and I couldn't play volleyball for a couple of months. It was the worst...

So, as long as James cooperates, we won't have to go to that extreme measure...

I take the clothes I left out of my suitcase, and head to the shower, James is also following me.