The Perfect Day
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Okay! So, here's another chapter! And nobody even helped me write it! Go me! Anyway, I could still use some help. Alright, a lot of help, but anyone that wants to help can just review or email me! Hope you like the chapter!
Ch. 5: Storm
By the time that Serena and Stanton woke up, it was 6:30 in the evening. Serena woke up first and tried to get up to look outside. She had always looked at the sky when she woke up when she was a little girl, and the habit seemed very hard to break. But when she was trying to get up, Stanton pulled her back to bed.
She looked at him and he tried to look sweet and innocent and not laugh, but he couldn't manage it. He burst out laughing after only a few seconds. Serena sighed lightly and hit his shoulder.
"Well there's no need to hit me!" Stanton exclaimed, rubbing his shoulder and still laughing a bit.
Serena got up and walked to the French doors that lead to a balcony. She leaned against the railing and watched the dark, cloudy sky. Just as Stanton came out, there was a huge flash of lightning and an ear-shattering crash of thunder. The rain began to pour down in seconds.
Serena ran back inside, already wet. Stanton laughed and went back outside onto the balcony, tugging her with him. "Come on! There's nothing to be afraid of!" Stanton shouted over the thunder.
Serena retreated, once again, to the cover of the house, "Speak for yourself, Mr. thrill-seeker!" Both of them now had to shout, not only over the pounding of the rain and the thunder, but also over the wind that had picked up.
Serena rolled her eyes and pulled Stanton back into the house with her, shutting the French doors tightly behind him and locking them. Stanton chuckled lightly and tried to shake the water from his hair. Serena laughed at him as she walked to her closet. She pulled out some clothes and went into the bathroom to change into dry clothes.
She heard soft footsteps coming towards the door. "Stanton! You open that door and you'll regret it!" She shouted loudly enough for him to hear. She locked the door and heard him swearing quietly as he jiggled the doorknob.
She then saw a shadow floating in from the crack beneath the door. She tossed her wet t-shirt over it. Stanton re-materialized immediately.
"That's nice," he said. Luckily, Serena was dressed, but she still whacked his shoulder again. "What is it with you and my shoulder?" Stanton said, moving away slightly.
Serena just smiled sweetly and left the bathroom. He followed her and sat on the bed as she turned back on the CD player. Stanton groaned as a country song came on. He plugged his ears as he walked over to the iPod resting on the nightstand. He turned it on and was met with the same song.
He glared at Serena, who was trying as hard as she could not to laugh, but was failing rather miserably. He changed it to a song by some group called Acceptance. She looked over his shoulder at the song and put it on the stereo. He took the headphones off and listened to the CD. Serena came and layed down on the bed. She closed her eyes as if to go to sleep and would have were it not for Stanton.
He got up, came up behind her, and pushed her over so that he could have the other side of the bed. She raised her head and glared at him sleepily. He smiled at her and tried to go to sleep himself. Serena decided to push him off the bed entirely. And she did.
Stanton landed on the floor with a loud thump. He groaned and looked up at the face of Serena, who was leaning over the edge of the bed. He got back onto the bed and hugged her to him, so that she couldn't push him off again.
That's how the fell asleep, in each others arms, so that the other wouldn't push them off the bed.
Well? What do you think? I think it was the lamest, stupidest thing I've ever written, but I never trust my opinion. Some ideas for the next chapter would be greatly appreciated! Now REVIEW! Lo! But seriously, review.