"AMANDA JANE GRACE LARUE!"
"I DIDN'T DO IT!" I shouted, and jerked up from my bed.
I turned my head to see Nick and Amie hysterical laughing.
"Guys, that wasn't funny! You freaked me out!"
Nicholas and Amelia have been my best friends since forever. Amelia, of Amie as most people call her, and I met in 3rd grade, and Nicholas, or Nick, or in my case Nicky, and I met at church, when I was 12, and became best friends instantly.
Every once and a while they decide to sneak into my house early in the morning and scream my full name into my ear, causing me to freak and out fall out of bed. Today, was one of those days.
"Nicholas Jerry Jonas, Amelia Antionette Jamieson, if you know what's good for you, you will start running…now."
They sprinted out of my room and down my spiral staircase. Considering it's about 8 am and I'm half asleep, I fell half way down the stairs and landed on my butt, causing Nick and Amie to erupt into a fit of laughter.
"Okay, that was pretty funny." I said, laughing with them.
We walked over to the kitchen, and I grabbed a box of cocoa pebbles, my absolute favorite, while Nick and Amie both helped themselves to breakfast.
"So what's on the agenda for today?" I asked.
"Well, aside from getting you awake, I'm not sure." Amie said.
"How about…"
"Pranking Joe?" Nick finished for me.
"You read my mind." I smirked.
"Ready?"
"one…two…three!"
Amie dumped the bucket of ice cold water on Joe's head and he shot up.
"WHAT THE?! AHHHHH!" he screamed as Nick and I sprayed silly string all over him.
"NICHOLAS! AMANDA! AMELIA!"
"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" We said at the same time.
"You better run…all of you."
At this point I was out the room and down the steps with Nick and Amie following me, and Joe on our tail.
Once we were out the door, we each went separate ways. Nick running straight into my house, Amie turning right down the street, and me going left.
I slowed down, knowing Joe wouldn't follow me, but much to my dismay, I got topped down by a 140 pound freak.
"Gotchya." He whispered in my ear.
Ten thousand butterflies erupted in my stomach; and before I could make sence of this feeling, I heard the most annoying peppy voice speak.
"Joey, what are you doing?"