Ok, I couldn't be bothered writing the bit where Robbie and Morgan arrange to swap rooms so this is starting where Hunter and Morgan are on the couch talking.
Morgan's POV
"I'm telling you Hunter, Sky doesn't need to be sobered up with coffee just because she is drunk. She is drunk because we tried to sober her up from her coffee high!"
"No, we have to sober her up because she is drunk because she drunk too much beer." God he was thick. Or maybe he was just English. I wasn't sure. We had been talking about this for about 15 minutes and I was right. How could you sober someone up with coffee because you tried to sober her up with beer because she was high on coffee? It hurt my head.
Suddenly we both heard a noise from where Sky was sleeping. Without even saying anything we both got up and walked to the door. Hunter was about to open the door when Sky came out and shoved the door in Hunter's face. Awe, he's so cute when he's unconscious. Anyway Sky went straight to the empty cupboard where there once was coffee. A lot of coffee actually. How much coffee had Sky actually drunk because she was only high today (ok we forgot all this stuff happened in a few days so we didn't make them sleep until now) and Mr Warren is a coffee addict too. So how much has she had because it must have been a lot? And why the hell was Sky going to the empty cupboard. She knew it was empty. She cried for about an hour over it.
"Morgan, wake up. Come back to us Morgan. Don't do the think thing were your thinking and not doing anything. It's annoying." Hey, Hunters up. When did he get up? Maybe he's not up. Maybe he's dead. Hey, he's dead. I can make out with Cal. Or, no. Cal's a crap kisser. Of course, he's better looking than Hunter. Hmmm. They both loved me. /but then again. Hunter had the whole, English thing going for him. And he could read. Unlike Cal.
"Morgan?"
There he is again. Am I doing that thing were I'm just standing here thinking. Is that annoying? I know when Hunter does it it's annoying but cute. What do I look like when I do it? Can I see it? Can I see at all when I do this? What's this actually called? And why is Dagda grey? Was he black but got washed and turned grey? Hmmm? So many questions. So much that I will never know because I will forget them!
"MORGAN"
"STOP YELLING AT ME" I shouted
"STOP YELLING AT ME FOR YELLING AT YOU."
"WELL,
STOP YELLING AT ME FOR YELLING AT YOU FOR YELLING AT ME."
"STOP
YELLING AT ME FOR YELLING AT YOU FOR YELLING AT ME FOR YELLING AT
YOU."
"STOP YELLING AT ME FOR YELLING AT YOU FOR YELLING AT ME FOR YELLING AT YOU FOR YELLING AT ME."
"STOP YELLING AT Hunter FOR YELLING AT MORGAN FOR YELLING AT BLAH BLAH BLAH." Sky? Sky was up. When did this happen. Maybe she's not up. Maybe she's dead. Is Hunter dead? I never got round to finding that out.
"Omigod she's doing it again," Hunter pointed out to Sky.
"Am not. Just thinking."
"Now we've talked about this. It's dangerous."
"Are you insulting my intelligence?"
"Of course not." He mouthed to Sky "Yes." So did that men he was or he wasn't.
"Morgan?"
"Why do people keep yelling my name out? It's annoying."
"Because you're off in your own little world and we want you back in this one." Sky pointed out.
"But I'm so much happier there! Anyway, Sky, I thought you were sleeping?"
"No the coffee high is keeping me up but oh no. The beer is kicking in. Getting tired. Rally tired. Going to....." She fell asleep.
"Well there's the end of that. Wanna make out?" Hunter asked. I was about to nod when sky started to move. She was picking up a mug. Filling it with nothing and drinking it. And she did it again. And again. And again. Just like she would have done with coffee. If there was any. Was there ever going to be coffee at Hunters house again? Was there ever?
"Morgan?"
"What have I told you about interrupting my thoughts?"
"And what have I told you about thinking?"
"Not to do it."
"So you were listening?"
"Not really. I was admiring you and thinking and then you yelled at me for thinking and we made out after."
"Oh ye, good times." I nodded. Suddenly we heard Raven.
"Slide to the left. Slide to the right. Cha cha now ya'll." Omigod. Raven was sleep dancing. To the cha cha slide. I was scared. I cast my senses out and found out that Hunter wanted to join in.
"Hunter!"
"You were thinking it too!"
"Ye, but at leas I blocked it from my mind." We were about to join in but we heard the weirdest noise coming from Bree and Robbie's room.
"Maybe they're being eaten. Maybe we can get a bit." I said. Hunter gave me a weird look.
"What are you giving me that look for?" He shook his head but this wasn't over. Hunter was about to open the door when Robbie opened it and knocked Hunter out again. How many times was that going too happened to him? He did look cute. I watched Robbie hovering. This is weird. He doesn't even sleepwalk, let alone sleep hover.
"Morgan?"
"Don't worry I'm not thinking."
"Bree are you washing up?" Robbie yelled to Bree.
"Or course." We walked in and Bree was washing the lamp. Do Lamps need washed. Or do they get dusted? They get dusty. Then there was a voice from Mary Ks room. We ran to the room and this time Hunter wasn't knocked out. Until he tripped over a tooth brush. What a wimp. Mary K was mumbling and bowing.
"Oh no, she's been taken over by an evil spirt making her pray!"
"No, I'm doing my midnight praying."
"You're not asleep?"
"No."
"It's
not midnight though." Hunter pointed out. When did he get up. I was
sure he was dead this time.
"Morgan?" They both said.
"Not thinking."
"Anyway don't midnight prayers happen at midnight?" Hunter asked.
"Ipey
ho."
"It's five am."
"I know. The prayers last for six hours."
"Ok?" I said really confused.
"Morgan, Hunter, what are you doing?" Bree asked.
"Trying to save you from sleep- what ever your doing!"
"But we're not asleep." Raven pointed out.
"Really?" Hunter asked.
"Ye."
"So why were you dancing?"
"I like dancing and it's a great song!"
"But you and Bree were cleaning?" I said to Robbie.
"Because this place is dirty," they said like it was obvious.
"But Sky, you were drinking empty mugs of coffee?" Hunter explained.
"I miss the coffee." It wasn't an answer but I couldn't be bothered anymore. I went to bed.
