Disclaimer: I only own Briana and Chloe. nothing else, yo.

"Wakey wakey eggs and bacon!" "Wakey wakey eggs and bacon!"

Oh no. It was back. And it was jumping on my bed.

I lifted the comforter that had formely been covering my head and look up to find Briana Jacobs jumping on the bottom of my bed. At 8:30 in the morning.

Ohmylanta.

I sat up. "First of all, I'm pretty sure the phrase is, 'Wakey wakey eggs and bakey,' second of all, what are you doing in my room, jumping on my bed, at 8:33 in the freaking morning?!" I am so not a morning person.

"Oh my gosh, didn't your mom a tell you? You're hanging out with me today!" Briana said, pratically beaming. "I guess they wanted to surprise you."
"Yeah, good one mom," I muttered under my breath. "What was that?" Briana chirped.

"Nothing," I replied, walking towards my bathroom. I have to brush my teeth as soon as I wake up (which, mind you, usually isn't until noon) or I'll freak out. I came back to my room to find 'it' sitting on my floor with my CD's spread out all over the place.

"Wow, you have a lot of really great music," Briana gushed, her eyes completly glued to my many CD's. "Mayday Parade, Metro Station, CCR, Guns n' Roses, The Beatles, Sinatra. "Wow, you have the old Missy Elliot cd!" she laughed. "You have a really ecentric taste in music!" "Not many people around here don't know any other music except the crap they play on the local stations."

This girl actually liked good music. I was genuially shocked. "Uh, thanks, I guess." Then I realized I was having a conversation with this crazy girl and bent down to grab my CD's, avoiding Briana's gaze.

"Well, you gonna get ready?" she asked, ignoring how rude I just was to her. "We're meeting some people at noon." We're meeting people? What the heck was she talking about?

"Um, what?" she really had lost me. "Well, yeah, your mom said it was cool if you hang with me today, I kinda assumed she meant that you wanted to," she said quickly. I had hurt her feelings. I watched as she headed towards the door, rejection in her eyes.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, I was really going to regret this... "Briana, I'll come."

"Really?" she asked, her eyes getting so big I was sure they were going to pop.

"Yes really. Where are we going and with who?" remembering she had said that we were meeting people.

"Oh, this nice little restaurant a couple minutes down the road," she said, obviously avoiding the other question.

"With who?" I tried again.

A secretive look appeared across Briana's face. "You'll see. Be ready by 11:30!" she yelled as she ran downstairs to wait for me.

What a strange, strange little girl, I thought as I headed in the bathroom to shower.

mm, told you it'd be longer. soooo, who do you think they're going to meet at the restaurant?

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