Sky

I was in my brother's room as we played smash bros together, and me being so amazing and skillful with Kirby, kept beating him. 

Kirby has such a great power; eat everyone and steal their powers. Like, yes please.

"You and Peter are hanging out a lot." He says with a smirk, but not looking away from the screen.

"That's what friends do?" I say, pressing the buttons in the correct order to beat him. 

"I think he likes you." He says.

I laugh. "Sure, and I hate Harry Potter."

"Seriously, you should've seen how he watched you during your game."

"Everyone was watching me dude." I chuckled. "I fell pretty hard, you know."

"You fell for Peter?" He smirked.

"Stop twisting my words!" I laugh and push him, making him laugh. I finally win the round and I jump up in victory. "I BEAT YOUR PRECIOUS, SUCKA!!"

Hehe, inside joke.

I wish we came with soundtracks...winning would be so much more fun.

"You just won because Kirby can fly!" He defended himself.

"You're jealoouuuss." I tease him, laughing at his face. He rolls his eyes and starts another round, muttering 'whatever'.

We played a few more rounds before we switched to watch some comedians on YouTube. It got pretty late, so I got up to allow us both to sleep before we have to get up tomorrow for work and school.

I go to the bathroom and use it, brush my teeth and face and go to my room. I was already in my pajamas, because why would I wear anything but pajamas at home?

I turned on my trusty old fan, which has a stronger motor than the new ones; exactly why I refuse to get a new one. Plus, it gives me an excuse to keep it only on me all night long, since it can't turn.

I got in bed after I checked it for bugs, as it's summer and they tend to be more annoying, then took off my glasses as I scrolled my phone looking at some memes. Afterwards, I put my phone away and took the book I was currently reading and opened it, putting all my attention on it.

Once I got sleepy, it was around 2:00 AM. I put my book away and put some eye drops in my eyes, because they're really dry apparently.

I love books, yet this is how they repay me.

And paper cuts...mostly from my physics book, and let me tell you; the feelings mutual.

I close my eyes, but not before checking every inch of my room for bugs or monsters. I can assure you, my house is haunted...or me. 

After a long while of me reopening my eyes with a sense of paranoia running through my veins, I finally fall asleep to yet another weird dream that would probably drive a therapist insane.

Peter

I sigh tiredly as I finally close my notebook, finished with the homework I had forgotten to do the entire weekend. I look at the time in my phone and yawn, seeing it's 3:34 AM. Thankfully, I had already changed and brushed my teeth, so I just get up from my desk and walk over to my bed, plopping myself on it face first. 

I sit up, making my bed comfier to sleep in when I see Sky jolt out of her bed, fully awake with panic in her eyes. She then gets off her bed quickly, looking around her room for something. She bends down and takes a dumbbell, lifting it easily despite her sleepy state, and then knocking it on the ground a couple times before she stopped. She ran a hand through her hair and went back to bed, almost instantly falling asleep, I think.

I guess I'll have to ask her about that tomorrow. 

I chuckle and close my eyes, falling into a deep sleep at last.

I was walking away from some tenth graders who were clinging onto me and walked to Sky's locker, knowing that she'd be there with her friends to get their things before our next class.

When I got there, I saw Sky was there alone. She had her hair in a -half up half down-do and was wearing light blue jeans with a white top. I then noticed a stain on her jeans, and I don't think she knows.

I quickly take off my blue flannel and sprint over to her, turning her around swiftly and tying my shirt around her hip. She looked at me confused, a slight blush on her face once she realized the close proximity we were in, and my hands around her hips. Then I leaned in to whisper in her ear.

"You have a stain." Her eyes widened and her face went brighter as she groaned.

"I thought it was done..." She whispered quietly to herself but I had heard her. "I can't take your shirt, Peter. It'll get ruined."

"I don't care about the shirt." I tell her quickly. "You need it more than me."

She blushed again and thanked me as she apologized as well, but I brushed it off. 

"Where are the others?" I asked as we walked to class.

"Laura has Drama club right now, and Nat went to tell her something. Anna has her book club." She answered, her blush still clear. I nodded and we entered our class, making a beeline to our desks in the back and near the window.

"Baby blue!" The cursed voice spoke. I felt anger boil in me as he made his way over to us, his usual smirk on his face. He squinted at the shirt around her hips and I wanted to punch him for staring at her. "Why are you wearing Thompson's shirt? You know you could have mine, right?"

"Well she's wearing my shirt, so deal with it." I spoke sternly, my voice getting deeper. I saw Sky looking at me with slight shock, but smiled when Kevin went away muttering to himself.

'What is he, her boyfriend?'

I wish.

I noticed some of the girls glare at her and I leaned over my desk to block their view of her until the teacher came in class.

"Thanks." She smiled softly at me, resting her head on her desk, her hair falling smoothly down her shoulders and covering half her face.

"Oh," I remembered. "I saw you startle up in your sleep last night, and you kept hitting the ground with a dumbbell, which by the way, how heavy is it?"

"Oh, that." She giggled adorably. "I felt something crawling on me, and then I felt a pinch on my eyelid. I threw whatever was on me away, and when I saw it I realized it was an earwig. Nasty bug, and doesn't die easily, hence the 5 kilogram dumbbell."

"Damn." I laughed. "You lifted that like it weights nothing."

"I'm just strong like that." She flipped her hair sassily and flexed her arms, which were beautifully toned.

We laughed together and then Nat walked in, a minute before our teacher walked in, and we explained why were laughing. She eyed the flannel around Sky but said nothing, only smiling to herself.

YOUR GIRL IS OFFICIALLY DONE WITH 11TH GRADE!!! I'M A SENIOR- oh my god I have nothing planned I will fail life.

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