Chapter 8

-The next day-

I woke up with the worst pain in my arm . Sitting up in bed , I realized that I was alone . Where was Cayle ? I looked around and there was a bottle of water , two asprins and a note .

Smiling , I took the asprins and gulped it down with water . A note didn't seem right to me , in light of recent events . But I picked it up and read it anyways . It said ;

'Good morning , love ! Sorry I couldn't be there when you wake - wanted to hit the gym before school with the guys . Here's asprin for your arm . Love you , -C'

Awwwh ! The pain in my arm started to subside as I got up to start my day . It was about six-thirty . School started at nine .

Slipping on my pink robe and fluffy house slippers , I opened the door and startes walking downstairs . I'm an early riser and I couldn't wait to get started on today .

In the kitchen , I started cooking breakfast . Usually , Reanna cooked . But I couldn't burn pancakes ! I started mixing the batter , singing to myself .

-A mile away , in the gym-

Cayle was jabbing at the punching bag in the corner . He was imagining it was Jeremy's face . He would pay - trust him .

Nearby , Dominic was simply running on a treadmill . Mark was lifting weights , Cody was doing push-ups and Jer and Noah were sleeping at home . Logan was ... Meditating ?

"Yo , Logan ? You okay , boss ?" Cayle yelled towards him .

Logan nodded , "Yes . Just stressed lately ."

Dominic looked at them , "Is it Gina ?"

"Yeah ..." Logan sighed .

Cayle chuckled . He knew how Logan felt . Girls are so complicated , he thought to himself .

Mark looked up , setting the weight on the bench . "Tell me 'bout it . You know that new girl , Sienna ? She's playing hard-to-get . But all girls fall victim to the Mark-o-Love Machine ." He did a little body roll , causing the guys to laugh .

"Sure ... The 'Mark-o-Love Machine' will be a catch ,"Cayle said , using air quotes .

Mark smirked , "Your girl fell victim to it ."

Cayle froze and stalked over to Mark , "What did you say ?"

Dominic rolled his eye and turned to Logan , drowning them out . "So what's the problem with your mate ?"

"She wants kids ," Logan looked down .

Mark , Cody and Cayle looked at him .

Kids ? Who in their downright mind would want kids ? Especially in this economy .

"Hold the phone - did you just say ...?" Cody shuddered , not even being able to finish the sentence .

Logan nodded .

Mark shook his head , "No . This is what you do ..."

-Meanwhile , back at the apartment-

Beep , beep , beep .

The smoke alarm woke everyone up and smoke clouded the ceiling .

Apparently , even I could burn pancakes . Pancakes ! I'm a terrible cook .

Reanna rushed into the kitchen in shorts and a shirt . She grabbed the broom and smacked at the smoke alarm . Then she glared at me .

"Sorry ..." I looked down .

"I'm the cook , hon . Not you ," she smiled .

I chuckled at how right she was and stepped out of her kitchen . The door had to be open to air out the smoke . It seemed that today would be veeery interesting .