Ella's POV
I soon realized that in all my classes either Lydia, Jackie, Alex, or Marc were with me, except for AP English that I had been moved to yesterday.
I still haven't told my brothers though
I guess the twins will figure it out this morning, because we are in the same class, believe it or not.
Suddenly I am suffocating under someone's weight
Ella-
"Owwwww watch yourself."
At least my bruises are gone and he, whoever he is, watched out for my leg.
Blake-
"Come on sleepy head, breakfast time!"
Ella-
"Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!! 5 more hours"
Blake-
"No come on do you wanna be tickled? I can get the others in here!"
I pulled the covers over my head
Ella-
"I'm not hungry, I can skip."
Blake-
"No way! You are so light even Kade can carry you, and he could barely hold the twins when they were 7."
Why is eating such a big deal? I've always skipped meals, I literally never eat lunch unless I am forced too.
Blake-
"TWINS, ELLA'S ROOM NOW"
Ella-
"No, Blake you won't. Do not!!"
The twins sprint and trip over each other turning in the door
Con-
"What?!"
May-
"Are you ok?!"
Blake-
"She isn't getting up. Tickle her."
Ella-
"NO!!"
I shriek
They both jump on me and tickle my stomach
Ella-
"Aaaaahahahahaahahahahahha..... stop!!"
Con-
"Are you going to get ready and eat?"
Possibly?
Ella-
"Y..... ye... yes"
May-
"You don't sound very sure about that."
Ella-
"Ahahah y..... yes I- I will"
"N- Now st..... stop!!!"
They stop and leave,just like that, I wish they left BEFORE I got tickled by them, and at this point Blake left like 3 minutes ago
I got changed and all that jazz
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The Abused Gymnast
Non-FictionElla secretly a gymnast after her abusive father made her quit 7 years ago after her moms death and has closed herself off, will she be saved?