DAY THIRTY-SEVEN
FEBRUARY 6TH 2016
PROMPT: "Night" [one day]
It had taken some convincing for Mr. Matthews to allow all of them - boys and girls - to have this sleepover. The rule was the boys had to sleep in the living room. Zay had won the couch in a heated match of rock paper scissors, once Farkle had gotten the window seat. So Maya had expected to spot Lucas in the 'the loser's sleeping bag' when she snuck into the kitchen for a snack. Instead she found him there, sat at the table eating cereal.
"Hey," he blinked when she startled. She came and sat, yanking the cereal box into her lap before diving in. "Can't sleep?"
"Hey, a girl's gotta eat," she shrugged. "What are you doing up?" In response, he held up a finger that said 'wait for it,' and near on cue, Zay let out an explosive snore. "So that's what that was," Maya chuckled, and he laughed, too. "I better not stay too long. Mr. Matthews might come running in here and finally catch you while you try to run. And you're running out of shoes as it is." He gave half a smile turned into a wince. "Well I won't tell if you don't." In gratitude, he held out an empty bowl. "I'm good," she promised, holding up the box and munching.
"Hey, Maya?" he started, and when she looked at him, he leaned forward and so did she. "Want to spook Zay?" She smirked with gleeful malice.
See you tomorrow! - mooners