Wake Up Call
**A/N: So how does every one like the story? I think it's coming along pretty well. I'm still working out a few things. Thanks for the reviews, it's nice to know people actually read the stuff you write. Thanks!..ohh yeah.. the story line is gonna change a little bit.The Cobras aren't exactly the nice guys they seem to be... (as if I needed to tell you guys that)**
The sound of knocking woke me up. I looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was 1pm. Who the hell was knocking on my door at this ungodly hour? (Alright, 1 in the afternoon isn't exactly ungodly, but it is for the summer. I rarely got up before 3 or 4)
I got out of bed, walked down stairs, and said, "I'm coming." I hated being woken up.
I looked through the peephole. Eyeball, Ace, and Billy were standing on my front porch. They weren't supposed to be here until 6.
I opened the door.
" Hey. Did you just get up," Ace asked noticing I wasn't dressed or showered?
"Uh-huh," I said stifling a yawn. "I thought you weren't coming until 6."
"We got bored," Ace said simply. They were all staring at me.
"What," I asked? "You've never seen someone who just got up?"
"I've never seen anyone who's just woken up wearing that," Ace said
smirking.
Eyeball was smiling too.
I was wearing white shorts that had little cherries on the
front. I had rolled them up on the top so I guess they were pretty
short. They were on sale for 5 dollars last time we were at the
boardwalk. I had on a black T-shirt that had a picture of Jim Morrison
laying down on stage. I "borrowed" it from Sam, who had gotten it from
her brother as kind of a joke about three years ago and conveniently
forgot to give it back. It was kinda small now, but I still wore it
sometimes.
"Well I wasn't expecting company," I said yawning and blushing at the same time. "Well don't just stand there. Come in, sit down."
They walked into the living room and sat down.
"Do you guys want something to drink," I asked?
They said they didn't. I grabbed a cigarette and sat down Indian style on the love seat.
"No, were," fine Ace said answering for the other two boys ass well.
"You really just got up," Eyeball asked?
"No, I was kidding," I said sarcastically.
"Did we wake you up," Ace asked?
"Yeah," I answered. You could tell they looked sorry, but I said, "It's alright," before they had a chance to apologize.
"Uhh.I'm gonna go take a shower and get dressed," I said. "You can stay down here if you want. There's food and drinks in the kitchen if you want something." I got up and stretched. When I was finished stretching I looked at them. They were all staring at me again.
"Why are you guys staring at me," I asked? I hated when people stared at me. It made me feel like I was under a microscope or something. "No reason" Eyeball said. "It's just I've never seen anyone wear shorts like that before." "And why is there a picture of a guy laying down on a stage on your shirt," Billy asked? "Do you know him or something?" This made me laugh. "Uhh not personally. It's a Jersey thing," I said and walked upstairs. I hoped they weren't still staring at me. I had to be more careful about what I wore around them I thought. Jim Morrison wasn't even around in the 1950's. I hope I wouldn't alter the future or some weird shit like that.
**A/N: So how does every one like the story? I think it's coming along pretty well. I'm still working out a few things. Thanks for the reviews, it's nice to know people actually read the stuff you write. Thanks!..ohh yeah.. the story line is gonna change a little bit.The Cobras aren't exactly the nice guys they seem to be... (as if I needed to tell you guys that)**
The sound of knocking woke me up. I looked at the clock on the nightstand. It was 1pm. Who the hell was knocking on my door at this ungodly hour? (Alright, 1 in the afternoon isn't exactly ungodly, but it is for the summer. I rarely got up before 3 or 4)
I got out of bed, walked down stairs, and said, "I'm coming." I hated being woken up.
I looked through the peephole. Eyeball, Ace, and Billy were standing on my front porch. They weren't supposed to be here until 6.
I opened the door.
" Hey. Did you just get up," Ace asked noticing I wasn't dressed or showered?
"Uh-huh," I said stifling a yawn. "I thought you weren't coming until 6."
"We got bored," Ace said simply. They were all staring at me.
"What," I asked? "You've never seen someone who just got up?"
"I've never seen anyone who's just woken up wearing that," Ace said
smirking.
Eyeball was smiling too.
I was wearing white shorts that had little cherries on the
front. I had rolled them up on the top so I guess they were pretty
short. They were on sale for 5 dollars last time we were at the
boardwalk. I had on a black T-shirt that had a picture of Jim Morrison
laying down on stage. I "borrowed" it from Sam, who had gotten it from
her brother as kind of a joke about three years ago and conveniently
forgot to give it back. It was kinda small now, but I still wore it
sometimes.
"Well I wasn't expecting company," I said yawning and blushing at the same time. "Well don't just stand there. Come in, sit down."
They walked into the living room and sat down.
"Do you guys want something to drink," I asked?
They said they didn't. I grabbed a cigarette and sat down Indian style on the love seat.
"No, were," fine Ace said answering for the other two boys ass well.
"You really just got up," Eyeball asked?
"No, I was kidding," I said sarcastically.
"Did we wake you up," Ace asked?
"Yeah," I answered. You could tell they looked sorry, but I said, "It's alright," before they had a chance to apologize.
"Uhh.I'm gonna go take a shower and get dressed," I said. "You can stay down here if you want. There's food and drinks in the kitchen if you want something." I got up and stretched. When I was finished stretching I looked at them. They were all staring at me again.
"Why are you guys staring at me," I asked? I hated when people stared at me. It made me feel like I was under a microscope or something. "No reason" Eyeball said. "It's just I've never seen anyone wear shorts like that before." "And why is there a picture of a guy laying down on a stage on your shirt," Billy asked? "Do you know him or something?" This made me laugh. "Uhh not personally. It's a Jersey thing," I said and walked upstairs. I hoped they weren't still staring at me. I had to be more careful about what I wore around them I thought. Jim Morrison wasn't even around in the 1950's. I hope I wouldn't alter the future or some weird shit like that.