Chapter 4
It was probably noon by the time we woke up. And we were in very strange positions.
Mandy's leg on top of my stomach, my arm on Miley's nose, and her head on Mandy's knee.
"Wake up, crazy girls." I said, sitting up.
"Wow," Miley said, doing the same. "We were in weird positions."
"Mandy. Mandy come on wake up." I said, pushing Mandy.
"She's not budging. Lets sit on her," Miley suggested.
"Um okay??" I said, giggling.
Miley and I got up and then sat down on Mandy. Nothing.
"Hmmm. Lets bounce up and down. I suggested.
Miley and I were bouncing up and down while sitting on Mandy. Nothing.
"Water Bucket?" Miley asked.
"Go!" I said.
Miley shot out of the room and went to fill a bucket of water. She quickly came back and held it over Mandy's head.
"One…" I counted. "Two… THREE!"
We flipped the
bucket over and the water rushed from the bucket to Mandy's face.
She shot up like a rocket.
"Wait, the
hamburger stole my pink monkey and the dish ran away with the
macaroni…" Mandy started to say, then lost her focus.
"MILEY!!
SYDNEY!!" She yelled. Mandy tackled us to the floor and started
tickling us while sitting on us.
Braison walked by to go to the bathroom, saw us, and backed away slowly.
"OKAY! OKAY!! Mandy Stop!!" I screamed while histerically laughing.
Mandy got off of me and Miley then we all sat in a circle. I shut the door and we all leaned in. This is usual for a boy session.
"So, Sydney." Miley started off. "Tell us what you know about Matt."
"Yes, do tell." Mandy said.
I froze. My face turned red as a tomato.
They knew. They knew everything.
