It was almost 5:30am. I couldn't sleep. I was lost in thought. We always slept out here but for some reason I couldn't get comfortable and sleep just wouldn't come. Deciding to just give up, and that the sun would rise soon, I decided to focus on Chris, sleeping peacefully next to me. She'd moved closer to me as she slept, which didn't bother me in the least, but she'd probably just been cold. By now the sun was starting to rise. I sat up, careful not to wake Chris lying against me. I took in the surroundings of my sleeping friends. Smiling lightly, I noticed that Jordan and Angie must've fallen asleep holding hands. They were totally my OTP so I was glad they were making progress. Jordan and I will be discussing that event later. I decided I'd be the mature friend, and get breakfast ready. Ok, I got up, shut the door quietly, and headed for the house. Ray's parents left early for work so I wouldn't bother them. Hmmmmm, what do teenagers eat for breakfast? Usually random shit, right? Ugh, I'm not a very good cook. Chris is much better at this than me. Maybe I'll just look around for something.

After looking I successfully decided on toasting some frozen pancakes and waffles along with some pop tarts. I know that Chris eats pop tarts if nothing else, so that'll work. Trying my best to plate the meal nicely I grabbed a tray and put the plates onto it, so I could carry them out to the shed. It was 7:30 now so I wouldn't have to be awake alone that long.

I reached the shed and when I opened the door two of my friends had woken, and I'm glad those two people were Chris and Ray. They're both so great to talk to.

"Hey guys, I made breakfast," I commented, trying my best to whisper. I didn't want to wake up Jordan and Angie, who were still holding hands. I pointed it out to Chris and Ray who both replied with squealing and giggles. I chuckled at their behavior, and waited for them to calm themselves. Gosh, girls do squeal a lot, plus Ray squeals too.  I set down the trey and let the two of them take some food. Ray took two pancakes, a waffle, and two of the strawberry pop tarts. Chris looked at me, smirked, and took a pancake and one of the cinnamon pop tarts.

"Want any more?" I asked taunting her.

"No." She answered, shrugging. I rolled my eyes and grabbed myself three waffles and one of the strawberry and cinnamon pop tarts. I personally hate pancakes, but I can't complain because Chris doesn't like waffles. We ate and chatted about random shit like teenagers do. Soon enough Angie and Jordan started to stir, but Poppy was still asleep. She's always the last one to wake up. Jordan jumped up when he saw all the food, this guy has a huge appetite, probably because he works out so much. We all find it hilarious. Angie followed him up, and Chris smirked at her, successfully creating a blush to spread across Angie's face like wildfire. I stifled a laugh and Jordan rolled his eyes, a light blush on his cheeks too, not going unnoticed by me. We decided to wake Poppy up so we could actually do something instead of being lazy all day.

A/N: hey all my lovely readers. I love every single one of you, and I'm so glad that you're reading this story, lmk what you think. Any predictions? Anyway it's like 2am right now, and I decided to post once more tonight. Love y'all.
Eliza Schuyler Hamilton 💙💙