(Gwen's POV)
I'm tired, but yesterday was really fun. And note that I don't say the word 'fun' too often. "Morning." I open my eyes and see Trent smiling at me from about an inch distance. "Hi..." I smile (and kind of groan)back. "Did you enjoy yesterday?" "I don't always smile- I'm sorry! I mean, yeah…" Well that was awkward… "Remember the time when I almost fell into the pool trying to tackle Elianna as a dare from the guys? That was really awkward. Don't worry about it." "Trent, you always know how to make me feel better…" I'm pretty sure I'm blushing, but hey, no one else is seeing me like this so it's whatever. "You look nice when you blush." Trent is taking a seat next to me on my bed. "I still need to get ready though. I have bad breath right now and that would kind of ruin a time to kiss me." I mumble.
Sometimes I find it hard to be straightforward. You might hurt the other person or their feelings. Unless it's someone I really don't like, then I feel like it's more challenging to be that way. "Oh. Okay. I'll be waiting for you over here." "I didn't hurt your feelings or anything, right?" I ask him; hopeful that I didn't. "Of course not, Gwen! You're like the nicest person I know." I see a little bit of pink on his cheeks and it makes me wanna tease him, but I don't. I would do it to Duncan, though. He's a weirdo. "Trent?" "Yeah?" " Could you give me a minute or two to sleep in? I'm tired…" I truly appreciate having Trent around. He's really sweet, artistic and I feel like he gets me. "No problem. I'll go see what Duncan's up to in the meantime." I nod in agreement. "I love how understanding you are. It's nice that we don't have to deal with any drama or things like that." We both respond at the same time. "Jinx! You sooo owe me a soda!" I smirk and tease." "Hey, hey. Let's not push it okay?" he laughs at me. "I'm going now, okay Gwen?" "Sounds good." I wink back and give him a small salute as I crash back onto my cozy bed, pull up the covers and let myself lie underneath. Then, I close my eyes and relax.
I feel like I'm going down a rabbit hole. It makes no sense! Imagine; being covered in warm Earl Grey tea and wearing a colorful little barista outfit. The feeling of being wet…just makes me so uncomfortable! Then, a magical joy-filled talking horse licks my face 3 times and I almost fell off a cliff and died! Thank God that when I opened my eyes just now, I was alive and out of that horrible place! Realizing that I was in my room is an absolute relief.
Before I can get out of bed, I hear see an idiot rush into my room, pull up the nearest chair in front of me, and tease me. "Geez Gwen! When did you become such a screaming wuss?" "I am not a wuss, Duncan! I just had the worst nightmare of all time, that's all..." I growl aggressively. "Trent I heard you from downstairs." "Did your Princess hear me?" "Obviously. She thought a friggin banshee was upstairs!" "Great. Now you're gonna call me 'Banshee' for the rest of my day." "You know it sunshine…" "Dude, stop. Does Courtney know you're teasing me up here? Go away!" I groan and smush my face into this black pillow with a blueberry pattern on it. "Sheesh! I'm leaving… Besides, Princess-time is the best medicine for a Gwen attack." "You can go now Dunky." I mock Duncan with his least favorite nickname. "Don't call me THAT!" "Bye bye now." I give him a sassy smirk. I love my job...