Deciding Between The Twin Brothers

Chapter 8: His hands were exploring more than Dora.

And before I knew it I was deep in dream world, not caring if I was drooling or not.

"Ariel." A male voice called. "Ariel, wake up. Detention's over." The male familiar voice keeps talking. It keeps repeating my name and after 5 or 6 minutes; I slowly open my eyes to a blurry figure.

Why is it so blurry? Did I loose an eye or something? Wait....what if I'm dead?!

No, no, no, no! I can't die! But, This figure is probably an angel! It's probably here to take me away!

"Are you an angel?" I ask him or her, my eyes still narrowed. "No, please don't take me away! I haven't done so many things! You can't possibly think that I'd just let you take me away, do you? I'm not allowing it! Do you have any idea what I have to do before I die? First, I haven't gotten married to Spongebob and make Patrick my bridesmaid! Second, I haven't slapped Mia Matwill's ugly face and make her wear a dress with cow crap as the special perfume! Third, I haven't–"

"Okay, that's enough." The tall figure placed his finger on my lips, stopping my rant. "The fact that I just heard you say you want to marry Spongebob will haunt me forever. I'm not ready to hear the rest. Stop talking."

Obeying the figure, because for all I know, I could actually be sent to hell right now, I shut up and, slowly, widened my eyes.

"Oh." I breathed a sigh of relief, and gave Jacob a Lets-forget-everything-i-just-said-and-move-on smile. "Hey Jacob. Fine day, isn't it?"

"Uh, Yeah. Nice to see you too but you got a little–" He gestures at my entire face which basically led me to seeing the sticky liquid dripping from my left cheek. Great, I'm drooling. I knew I shouldn't have slept off!

I just realized something.....what if someone took a picture!? But the only people that were here were–

"Where's Stacy?" I questioned, looking around the deserted classroom. "She's in the car, when I got here 10 minutes ago, she was more than happy to throw the papers on the ground and leave." He Explained. It's kinda funny how we'll be back here tomorrow and she'll have to go through not having her phone again.

"Alright. I'll be out in a second." I assure him. He nods and exits the room.

Now I just wanna crawl under a pillow. Jacob probably won't remember me saying I wanted to marry Spongebob, right? He probably won't. Probably. And what if people took pictures of me drooling. UGHHHHHH!!

Groaning, I open the car door and find Jacob and Stacy laughing. This can't be good. "What are you guys laughing about?" I look at them suspiciously. They see me and Jacob hurriedly threw his phone under the seat. "Nothing." Jacob lied. I look over at Stacy. She's biting her lip in order to stop the laughing. Which really isn't doing anything to stop it.

After a few seconds of her giggling at my annoyed face, My eyes land on her phone placed gently on her lap. I'm getting that phone....

"Look! a pig on a horse!" I point towards a random direction and thankfully they fall for the trick, MUHAHAHA! While they kept searching for the animals, I used that as an opportunity to grab the phone.

"Ha!" I did a happy dance right on my seat and, man did it look weird....

I stuck my tongue out at them and proceeded to check what was so funny. Unfortunately, they were right. It was kinda funny.

It's a picture of me, laying –well technically sleeping– on my chair and drooling like I supply water for the country. Just staring at the picture makes me feel like the drool queen.

"You took this picture, didn't you?" I accused Jacob. "What? No! Never!" Jacob was able to say in between laughs. I wish this wasn't so funny now, I couldn't help it, I started to smile a little thanks to the horrible sound known as my brother's laughter. Ugh.