Chapter Eleven- Grab your Pillow girls, we're going into war.
It seemed I was adapting to a nocturnal lifestyle. Staying up all night, sleeping all day. Then again, I never was one to sleep. Preferring the nightlife over day life. Partying all night was my way to live, and the boys didn't seem to mind one bit. Tonight in the cave...seemed colder than usual, but being cold-blooded doesn't help either. I sighed at the fact that I was on the edge of the bed, with no covers. Star was curled up happily, under all of the sheets, right smack dab in the middle. I could hear the boy's voices in the other room.
Growling softly, I mumbled in Star's ear, "Move over, would you."
My only response was silence.
"C'mon Star, I'm hanging off the edge, and I'm freezing my ass off," I whined softly. Still no response.
"Fine then," I mumbled, shifting my position. I placed both of my hands, and feet against her body, took a count of three in my head, and shoved.
"Ah," she squeaked, THUD. "Ow." she moaned from the floor.
"Okay, that's better." I sighed contentedly, scrawling out on the beds surface, covering myself with the covers.
"Honey, that wasn't nice." She whined, sitting on the floor.
The room outside was silent.
"You were hogging the damn bed!" I growled.
"So, you didn't have to shove me off." She pouted.
"Hey, you were hogging the covers too, I'm cold-blooded. I freeze my ass off at random intervals. You wouldn't move, so I made you move. You snooze, YOU LOOSE." I laughed at her, placing my head on the pillow. She came out with no verbal response. So I assumed that I won the fight, but not entirely.
"HEYA!" Star screamed, and wailed a pillow down on my head. I grunted, and shot up.
"Okay, now you're gonna get it!" I snarled playfully, arming myself with a pillow. She giggled, and took off into the other room. I leaped after her. Of course I was in a mere tank top and short, shorts. My old cheerleading shorts, when I participated in that god awful sport.
She didn't get far when I whacked her on the ass with a pillow, she whirled around and got my head with her weapon. I staggered to the side, giving her a five second head start. I blinked rapidly before I tore after her again.
"Damn you and your long legs!" I growled, sprinting after her, as she hid around David.
"Hey, no shields!" I scolded, "don't you know the rules of a proper pillow fight?" Aiming a good wack at her head. Then ran away laughing.
"Come and get me." I taunted her from the couch, standing in between Marko and Paul, fending her off. She aimed a good one for my knees but I grabbed it away from her.
"Aha! I got two pillows, you've got none, therefore...you loose I win!" I laughed.
"Fine, you win. I bow down to the Queen of pillow fights." Star huffed, pulling a mock bow.
I stepped down and raised my foot to her face, "you may kiss the Royal foot," I answered in a snobby voice.
"HA, as if, "she snorted, grabbing my foot, and pulling me down. I screamed, and landed on my ass.
"Ow."
"Hah, serves you right, for shoving me off the bed today." Star poked her tongue out at me.
"But Star, this is my ass. That was only your face." I smirked at her, standing up.
"Now that, that was mean." Star poked me in the side.
"Eeek." I squeaked out, leaping about a foot away from her.
"Ticklish much?" Paul grinned.
I looked into his mischievous eyes and gulped, "Don't even think of it."
Not even blinking upon my warning, he grabbed me around the waist and threw me onto the couch, where Marko pinned my arms, and the two of them began to poke my sides and stomach, tickling me mercilessly.
For a good ten to fifteen minutes, I laughed and shrieked until I cried. My feet were kicking, but Paul was sitting on my legs, so no harm was caused. I squirmed and my breath heaved until I felt faint, that's where David took sympathy on me,
"C'mon guys, let her breath." and they stopped as suddenly as they started.
I stayed on the couch, my head in Marko's lap, my chest heaved, and I gasped for breath.
"Fuck, that wasn't fair. That sucked." I glared at the two.
"Two against one? I'd say that's pretty fair, what about you Marko?" Paul joked.
"Yea, I agree." he grinned down at me.
"Piss off, you suck." I growled, and sat up.
"So, what's going on tonight?" I grinned.
I was laying on the bed in Star's room, arms behind my head, legs crossed. Full relaxation, and watching Star move about the room.
"Hey Star?" I called, picking at the hem of my shorts.
"Hmm?" she hummed, sticking a pair of earrings in.
"Lets have some fun tonight."
"We always do, the boys provide lots of entertainment."
"No, well...yea I know. But our own fun. Just the two of us." I grinned.
"Um, like what?"
"Go to a bar, have a few drinks maybe. Pick up a few guys." I sighed, counting them off my fingers.
"I don't know about that, Honey. What will the boys think?" she asked, nervous.
"Who really cares? They don't need us to have fun. They're fully capable of making their own. Besides, we follow them around all the time. Lets go on our own."
"Oh, it sounds fun and all, but I don't really think we should." she was afraid, I could practically smell it.
"What? Do they like..own you or something. You can't go anywhere without them?" I stated, sitting up.
"No, but.."
"But what? It's time to do our own thing! By ourselves. Two girls hitting the nightlife. We'll have fun. I've noticed that David seems to think he owns you. You go to him at his every beck and call. Drop him for the night, and we'll go hunt up our own action." I smiled, I could be very persuasive when I wanted to. I could hear her walls crumble.
"Oh, okay. I guess we could. We'll go have our fun tonight. We control ourselves, no one else." she grinned at me.
"Good, cause I brought weapons." I grinned slyly, pulling out the pair of stilettos.
I had Star at my mercy about ten minutes later, she was sitting on the bed with all my makeup spread out beside her. Sitting on a stool in front of her, I was steadily applying the brown eyeliner to make her already brown eyes pop. Reminding me every ten minutes that she wanted to go all natural, like she always did. I tried to persuade her to go a little more bolder tonight, but noo, she wouldn't have it. My hand slipped when I heard a voice come from the entrance,
"Nock, nock?" Paul's voice came.
"Fuck," I growled as a brown line traced down Star's cheek. I stood up and faced him, blocking his view of Star.
"What?" I snipped, hands on my waist.
"You girls coming or what?" he asked.
"You guys go ahead, we'll catch up."
"We've got the bikes. Unless you can mysteriously pull a motorbike out of your bag and ride it down to the boardwalk, I highly doubt you'll be able to "catch up"." Paul snickered at me.
"Oh, we'll find our way. Now get out, we're busy."
"What are you girls doing anyway?" he asked, taking a step into the room.
"Nuh, uh, I don't think so, back it up Paulie." I chuckled, placing my hands on his chest and giving a light shove.
"Oh come on," he whined, "let me in on your plans."
"No, get out." I laughed, shoving him harder.
"Please?" he begged, giving me a big cheesy grin.
"Beat it."
"Fiinne, I know when I'm not wanted." he pouted, turning away and walking out.
"Now that, that's settled. How steady is your hand with liquid eyeliner, Star?" I asked. Picking up my only liquid eyeliner. Which happened to be black.