It was a bright night. The moon was full and the stars were twinkling bright. Rachel, Haley and I sat in my balcony, gazing lovingly towards the moon. Our sleepover was going pretty great after Haley's impromptu pillow fight.
"So how about a movie marathon?" I suggested as I shuddered after a cool breeze swept by.
"Yeah, as long as it isn't any of those sappy movies." Rachel added in.
Just as we were about to turn, we heard a deafening cry.
"ATTACK!" Somebody yelled as a I felt a spray of freezing water drench me.
I cried in shock as there stood the Scott boys loaded with water guns drenching us from head to toe.
"Stop it you imbeciles!" Haley yelled as she tried her best to dodge the line of cold water being hit directly at her by Nathan.
"No way! Why weren't we invited?" He asked us meanly.
"Because you aren't girls!" I yelled. It was then that I realised how stupid I sounded and burst into peals of laughter. Rachel had managed to pry a gun from Lucas and was showering the boys as I almost slipped and fell to the floor. Oh my!
"Brookie! It's time to dive!" Nathan yelled as he grabbed me from my waist and lunged both our bodies forward.
I screamt my lungs out as we both fell headfirst towards the pool.
After a ten- scoring dive, I whacked him as I pushed his head into the water as an attempt to drown him for almost killing me. But before I could finish the deed, three other people jumped into the water cackling with glee.
"Oh my God!" I exclaimed as all the people began swimming around in the middle of the night.
"This is so fun!" Haley yelled with happiness as she pulled Nathan in for a kiss.
Lucas swam upto me and gave me a tight hug. The closeness between us made me feel like I was about to explode. He just knew what I wanted and held on, even though his hands were slipping due to the water around us.
Sadly, he eventually had to let go. We splashed some water around and had some fun.
After getting out of the pool, we all showered and changed. Since Lucas had practically been living with me, looking after me, he was able to provide clothes for himself and Nathan.
Eventually, Haley, Rachel and I looked at each other. It was time for Revenge.
"I saw we put whipped cream and mustard all over them." Haley plotted.
"Eh, we just took a shower and I'm really not in the mood to clean anything up." I denied her plan.
"Lets just make them clean the mess they have made." Rachel suggested.
"Oh that they will!" I seethed.
"We were going to have a nice movie marathon and these stupid boys came and ruined it." Haley sighed.
"Hales! That's it! It's time to bring out the chick flicks!" I laughed.
"No Brooke! Not this again. Please!" Lucas begged as I put on A Cinderella Story. "You know all the lines!"
"Oh you just wait Lucas Eugene Scott! The next movie is John Tucker Must Die. It is going to be a long night!" I remarked.
"Did you just say Eugene!" Rachel laughed.
"Yes. Eugene is correct. Mr. Scott here has the best middle name ever." I made fun of him while plopping on his lap.
"Shut up Penelope." He spoke completely exasperated.
Nathan burst out laughing at our banter.
"Oh look Mr. Royal finds that funny!" Haley commented. "By the way, who names their kid Royal, after a king?"
"Babe, you were named after your cat! Haley Bob James!" Nathan retorted as he threw a pillow towards her.
"Wow, all your parents hated you." Rachel spoke from the side.
"Yeah, Miss Rachel Virginia Gatina. Yes, I know your middle name. And it's so funny as it has the word virgin in it. Which you clearly are not." I answered.
"Yeah. Our parents were delirious." She laughed as we continued watching the movie.
I woke up at sharp 6:30 am, even though all of us had slept only after five.
'Should I? Would he remember? What if he doesn't wake up?' The thoughts raced through my mind.
Nevertheless, I got up and went to the kitchen to put on the coffee. Within ten minutes, I had two coffees complete with whipped cream and chocolate chips.
I went to the roof, and there he was. Sitting and waiting for me.
When Lucas and I were kids, whenever we had sleepovers, we would wake up duper early the next day and watch the sunset together. I would make coffee and we would just sit there silently and watch, seeing the beauty and magic take over. It was tradition and we both loved every part of it. However, I wasn't sure whether he would remember or even bother to wake up at the ungodly hour. But he clearly did.
"You woke up!" I remarked as I handed him the two glasses and pushed myself up.
"Yeah. Of course. We do this every time." He answered as he sipped his coffee.
"Wow, I missed this coffee. It always gives me a sugar hangover that manages to keep me up for the whole day." He said as I just sat next to him.
I chuckled and put my head in the crook of his neck like I had done a countless times before.
His hand automatically went around me and I felt a surge of safety all over again.
We just continued to sit there and watch as the sun raised its sleepy head over the purple horizon.