Stranded in London

I am the next shreak

The beanie^
CHAPTER 2:

Amelia's pov:

I got awoken from my beautiful slumber by four sets of hands shaking my head. "Maybe she is dead." A voice said. "Told you not to let people in our apartment. Now we have do dispose of the dead body." The other voice said. "You could skin me and use it as a nice summer cardigan for when the after noons are a bit chilly." I said as I opened my eyes slightly. "The dead person has a point." Dan said. "The dead person always has a point." I said as I sat up and rubbed my eyes. "Dead person isn't dead anymore." Phil said as he turned off the TV. "Trust me. Dead person still dead until it's had a shower and a cup of coffee. Is there any chance I can get either of those here?" I said as I folded up the blanket I slept with last night. "Showers just down there. How do you like your coffee?" Dan asked "white with one please!" I said as he walked into the kitchen. "Here" phil said handing me my phone "fully charged and everything. Don't worry, you password stopped me from going through your phone." "Thank you. Truly. No one else I know would do this for me. any of this" I said as I stood up and got some clothes out. "That's because those people aren't me. Have fun showering." phil said before walking off. I grabbed my toiletries bag and walked off into the bathroom. I showered and washed my hair. Before hoping out and putting on my clothing. I quickly put on some basic make up and brushed my hair. Half of the awakening is completed. Now to go get the coffee. Then maybe I will stop looking like the next shreak. I walked out of the door and took a step out before I saw phil standing there with a cup of coffee in his hand. "Jesus Christ!" i said as soon as I saw him. "Nope. Just me, even though I am quite heavenly." He said with a wink. "No but seriously. Heres your coffee. where going to go out for breakfast so dress warm. We will then figure out what to do there." he said as i took in the smell of actual coffee and not airoplane fake coffee that is made out of mealted down barbie dolls. get it? cause its fake? no. Okay ill let myself out. "thank you phil. You have both been so nice. I have never meet anyone as nice as you two." i said as he turned to walk into another room. "thats because you had never meet us before." he said with a wink as he closed the door behined him. i followed a the sound of a voice into the kitchen. I leaned up against the counter as i watched Dan pace up and down the kitchen oblivious to my existence. "having fun there?' i said as he furrowed his eyebrows "jesus christ." he said as he tripped over his feat and landed on his butt. "nope. just me. Why you on the floor?' i asked sarcastically as I walked over to help him up. "maybe because you scered the actual daylights out of me?!" he said as he stood up. "that could be a small aspect of it but i dont think it is truly." i said as he laughed. 'but now my butt hurts.' he said pouting. 'its a hard life isn't it.' is said copying his facial expression. 'kiss it.' he said. i turned around stunned 'what?!?' i asked 'kiss my butt better.' good it was that that i heard. even though i cant say kissing his butt is clasified as a good thing..."im all good. my butt kissing days are behined me. If you asked me 6 months ago it might have been a diffrent story though.' i said with a devilish smirk. 'you've quit?! good for you. Can you teach me your ways. i want to quit to!' he said like it was the most normal thing in the world. 'what are you trying to quit?' phil asked as he walked through the door way. 'butt kissing.' we both said un unison 'forget i asked. and how can you say that like its the most natural thing in the world?' Phil said as he put the dishes away from the coffee they had this morning. or last night. 'who said that it wasn't?' i asked with a grin. 'dead girl got a point.' dan said as he came to ruffle up my hair. 'touch the hair and you will never be able to have children.' i warned him as he put his hands up in surrender. ' and stop calling me "dead girl" i yelled as he went to walk out 'fine. Ill call you Dobby, wait no he is dead to.' he said with a grin. let me just say one thing.

tHOSE DIMPLES WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME!!!!!!!!

okay im done where was i?

oh yea...'oh he is going to die very slowly and soon. No one says anything about dobbys death and gets away with it.' i said as i pretended to crack my knuckles and neck. except that actually did crack 'owowowowowowowowowowowowowwwwwww!' i yelled as i rubbed my neck. 'i dont recommend doing that at all!' i said as i finshed my coffee and washed it up. 'ready?' dan said re-appering in the doorway. 'yepadoda!' i said as i walked out as grabbed my jacket from my bag. 'i said where something warm.' phil said rolling his eyes. 'this is the warmest thing i have! i said as i looked down at my plain black t-shirt, torn jeans and doc martians. 'hang on.' dan said before disapering into his bedroom. when he came out he was holding a jumper. 'because if you die, we get punished.' he said as he put the jacket on me 'does it fit?' he asked as i lifted up my arms the end of my middle finger only just peeked out of the end of the sleeve. 'perfectly!' i said as both the boys laugh. 'well then lets eat! im starving!' phil said as he walked out of the apartement with dan and i close behined him. 'at least you wore a beanie phil said as i walked past him. 'one thing you must know about me.i never leave ANYWHERE without my beanie.' is said as the boys started walking down the stairs.

By the time we reached the street outside i was almoast about to have a heart attack. 'im so unfit!' i said unbetween breaths. 'toughen up princess!' dan said giving me a little push which made my butt feel like this should be hugging the sidewalk. 'what you sitting on the floor for?' dan said immitating me from earlier ' now you gotta kiss my butt. even though i know your trying to quit and all but one wont kill you.' i said as he shot me looks sudednly he kissed my cheek. excuse me whilst i ASDFGHJKL;AHHHHHHHH! play it cool Amelia. play. it. cool. like ice. but not the drug. have pugs not drugs. wait im getting off track. right reply to dan. 'sorry but thats not my butt. thats my face. And a really pretty one I might add.' i said as i was trying not to explode. 'really? they look the same to me.' he said. if looks could kill, he would have just died. 'at least i dont look as bad as you. wait who am i kidding IM AM THE NEXT SHREAK!' I yelled at the top of my lungs. 'Shut up!' dan said as he put an arm around my shoulders and a hand around my mouth. Worst time to point this out but he smells pretty. I stuck my tounge out and licked his finguers that covered my mouth. ' dude! thats disgusting!' he said as he wipped his hand on my jacket...well his jacket. 'you know thats your jacket dan.' phil said as he finally got us a taxi. 'HA HA!' i mocked. With In a split seconed he had grabbed my beanie and held it over a drain. 'for the recored you two fight like an old married couple.' phil said as the cab did a u-turn at the topp of the street to come back to us. 'we do not!' we both yelled unison. except the only diffrence is that in the meantime dan managed to drop my beanie down the drain. i looked back up to him to see him go completaly pale. 'I..I didn't mean to. It..Its Phils fault he distracted me.' he stuttered. ' is not.' phil said as he climbed in followed by me then dan. a single tear dropped from my check as i remembered all the memmories associated with that beanie. Cheesy I get it. But I don't care 'I really am sorry.' Dan said as he placed his hand on my leg. i ignored him and just looked strait ahead trying not to cry anymore. 'Dan i think your getting the silence treatment.' Phil said as he leaned infront of me. 'well two can play that game.' he said as he looked out the window. 'Dan?' I said. his head turned around suddenly. 'yea?' he asked. i looked down to his hand still on my leg. 'your hand tastes really nice.' i said with a smirk before the whole cab cracked up laughing. even the driver.