"You sure they're asleep?" giggled a voice. Girl. Julie Yamato.
"Pretty sure." Whispered another back. Male. Ben Tennyson.
Five percent at a time, I was coming to my senses. My senses were: Kevin Levin's arms wrapped around me, one hand on my butt, the other on my back. Kevin Levin's soft snoring. His chin over my head. And sunlight streaming on us. I think I mumbled something like, "Rot in hell, Ben," and tried falling asleep.
But they wouldn't stop. "What are you doing here on a six-am. Saturday morning?" Ben asked. I opened my eyes and tried to get up, but Kevin and I were still entwined. "Wake up, beastie," I muttered as I unwrapped myself.
"He asked you something," Julie said. I rolled my eyes at Ben. "You honestly do not want to know," I said
He grinned a cheeky one at me and said, "I beg to differ."
At this point Kevin woke up. His first words? "Don't rub your ass on the windshield, Tennyson. I just shined it."
"Kevin!" I nearly yelled. "You abduct me at 4 am in my pyjamas, bring me here, and don't even give me a Smoothie. Well, okay, considering it was cold. All you did was make out with me." I looked up at the sky. 'Where are stupid pigeons when you need them? Here, birdie birdie, poop on his windshield or head or something. I don't particularly care." I pointed a finger accusingly at Kevin. "If we were ever married with four kids, the first thing you'd save in a fire was your car. Your CAR!!! That's all you care about!" Julie was rolling on the ground laughing. Ben grinned at Kevin. Kevin looked rather ashamed. So I just prised the blanket off me and stood up. Ben raised his eyebrows and whistled. "Kevin! All I figured out was you invaded her bedroom. but –" he pointed to my boobs. "never knew you made her bra disappear, too!" Julie was gasping for breath. I just fumed. It's a good way to let off steam.