I tried to open my eyes, but the effort was just too much, and my bed was just too comfy. Going to school was kind of overrated… I let the blackness of sleep begin to curl back over me…
BEEP!!!!!BEEP!!!BEEP!!!BEEP!!!BEEP!!!BEEP!!!BEEP!!!BEEP!!!BEEP!!!BEEP!!!
My hand swung over of its own accord and slammed down on the snooze button of the alarm clock. I groaned, and then sighed, breathing in the smell of fresh coffee and some kind of sweet pastry. Yum. I mentally shoved myself out of bed, but my body refused to follow. It was cruel in a way, after eating Gram's cooking, the day really had no place to go but downhill. Well, that wasn't exactly true, as long as horses were involved, and if I dawdled much longer they wouldn't be.
I stumbled out of bed and towards the stairs, still in my sweats and tank top. I rubbed my hand over my eyes and stepped forward- onto nothing.
I had reached the stairs more quickly that I'd expected to apparently.
In the split second before I fell I got that "I'm-about-to-fall-and-get-hurt-and-there's-nothing-I-can-do-about-it" kind of sick feeling in my stomach. I surfed most of the way down, and I thought it seemed kind of awesome in my half-awake state. But then my sock snagged on a splinter or something and I fell face forward-
Into someone's arms.
I looked up into Jake's face, he seemed startled at first and then his eyes quickly transformed into a humorous and rather mischievous expression.
"What?" I asked.
"Just helping you get where you were going."
"Well then let me go."
He did. He dropped me straight back onto the cold, hard, wooden floor. I just sat there and stared up at him for a minute, my mouth open.
"I hate you."
He grinned, non-repentant. "you told me to let you go." He offered his had out to me. I got up on my own; I wasn't falling for that.
He had to ruin the moment.