Here's an extra extra long chapter for you. 1850 words!!! The longest I've written!!
I was free and generous so I'm gonna upload this and Mellissa's diary. Enjoy and comment!!
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Chapter thirty-three
I felt a heavy weight on my stomach. I tried to push it away but it wouldn’t budge. I slowly fluttered my eyes open and saw Shane sitting on my stomach.
“What are you doing?” I asked while blinking. My vision was hazy.
“Get up! It’s Mornin’. Benny’s makin pancakes,” Shane said jumping on my stomach.
I groaned in pain and asked, “Is it morning?”
“Yes,” he said and poked my shoulder. When did I fall asleep? The last memory I had was sleeping on Ben’s lap and watching the movie. Oh crap! I fell asleep on his lap. I looked around and saw that I was in his room.
“Where did you sleep?’ I asked him.
“In Benny’s pawents room” he told me.
“Where did Benny sleep?” I asked.
“With us,” Shane smiled and tugged on my hand.
I sighed and got up. I found his bathroom and brushed my teeth with my pink toothbrush. I guess Ben must have taken it out from my bag and put it there.
I walked downstairs and entered the kitchen. I saw Ben cutting up pancakes into tiny squares for Holly and the twins.
“Look who is up,” Ben smiled as he saw me.
“What’s the time?” I asked him and ran my fingers through my hair.
“11 AM,” he told me.
“Damn! I’m sorry,” I apologized, “Do you need any help?”
“I’m an expert at these things,” he grinned, “I don’t need your help.”
“If you say so,” I mumbled and sat down on the table.
Shane poked the pancake square with a fork and put it in his mouth. “See, I eatin on ma own,” Shane said and giggled.
“Good for you,” I smiled. I saw Holly and Shania eating the same way.
“How many do you want?” Ben asked me.
“Two would do fine,” I told him. He nodded and got back to the stove.
He returned five minutes later and placed the perfectly round pancakes on my plate. I grabbed some maple syrup from the table and poured it over the pancakes.
“Aren’t you going to eat?” I asked him.
He nodded and put 5 pancakes on his plate.
“I’m sorry for sleeping on you,” I muttered, embarrassed, and stuffed my mouth with pancakes.
He chuckled and said, “It’s all right, I didn’t mind.”
I swallowed the pancake and said “no, it was wrong of me. You’re allowed to push me off next time”.
He smiled and ate his pancakes. With a mouthful, he said, “next time I’m letting you sleep on my lap.”
“But it’s awkward,” I whined.
He chuckled and said, “You look cute when you’re asleep.”
I rolled my eyes and said, “That’s stupid.” I being cute when asleep was impossible to believe.
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