Hey Demis! It's Ali here, and I'm sorry I haven't posted much, I've been REALLY busy! So enjoy, and I know the chapter isn't the best, I was stuck and felt descriptive. Please R&R!
*Disclaimer* I do not own PJO sadly.
Chapter Eight "The Morning"
"Breakfast!" the door flew open, bright morning sun streaming into the room where Bailee, Kali and I were strewn across the floor, sleeping. Before I make this awkward by telling you how we were sleeping, let me explain my room first. My room is pretty small, but imagine that you are standing in the doorway. To the right is my closet, and to the left on the other wall is my vanity. My bed is straight back from the vanity, and my desk is in the corner by the foot of the bed. My huge bay window takes up the last wall, on the right from the door. Okay, now that that has been covered, let's move on. So Bailee was laying with her head on my desk, back propped up on my chair, and her feet in the window. Kali was lying directly under her, with my big area rug over her like a blanket. And me, well let's say that somehow during the night I had ended up in the closet.
Anyway, but Fletcher threw open the door, yelling at us for breakfast. Startled, Bailee, who is a very light sleeper, woke up, rolled off the desk and out of the window, landing on Kali. That of course woke up Kali, who shrieked and somehow managed to throw my thirty pound rug across the room. And guess where it ended up. Yep, it landed on me. Well, my head anyway. So, for a few minutes, we lay there groaning about being woken up. Then we all jumped up and started pelting Fletcher with pillows. And we're demigods; we can throw things faster and harder than the average mortal. So of course Fletcher was complaining about it not being fair, and that pillows were deadly projectiles. He was right of course, about the deadly projectiles at least.
After we gave up and retrieved the pillows, we headed back to my room to get ready. And I know we are all sixteen, except Kali who will turn sixteen in a week, one of our favorite things to do at our sleepovers is pick out each other's outfits, do each other's makeup and hair. So, we rotate. This week I was doing outfits, Kali makeup (which she is really good at), and Bailee hair.
Honestly, we are at each other's houses so often, my closet is split in thirds, one here, one at Kali's and one at Bailee's; and the same thing with them. So, for Bailee I picked out a cheery yellow skirt (ya know, Apollo) a brown one-shoulder top and white Greek style sandals. Kali's outfit was short shorts (but not that short), a black tank top under a brown/tan cheetah print see-through camisole, and her favorite black sneakers. Finally, my outfit. I choose some jean Capri-shorts, a brown lacy camisole under a gray t-shirt, and my turquoise sandals.
For makeup, Bailee had white eye-shadow and a little bit of eyeliner, along with mascara. Kali did varying shades of brown and tan, the lightest being in the corner of her eye and getting darker as you went along. Mine was denim blue eye-shadow, mascara, and black eyeliner.
Our hair was the best part. Bailee's was lightly curled, so it looked natural and casual. Kali's was straightened out of its usual wave, with a braid on one side. Mine was curled too, but instead of little waves like Bailee's, mine was big, bouncy curls, with the sides gathered in a small half-ponytail at the back.
Once we were all ready, we climbed into Fletcher's sky blue mustang convertible and drove to get breakfast.
