Finally! It's here, the long awaited chapter 14. It's a little bit longer than the other chapters so enjoy.

It was about 2 AM, and I was thirsty so I went downstairs to get some water. On my way to the fridge I felt a hand on my shoulder and someone with a high pitched voice whispered. "Hey." I automatically screamed and stepped on the person's foot.

"OWW! Mira what was that for!" the person sounded a bunch of chipmunks arguing. I then peered into the darkness.

"Tyler ... is that you?" I asked, while thinking of a back up plan in the back of my mind in case this person wasn't Tyler and a psychotic serial killer that wants to use my phone.

"YES!" he squealed.

"Tyler what are you doing here! You gave me a heart attack. Wait, what happened to you're voice? Have you been sucking on helium again?" I asked, while turning on the light switch.

He paused for a minute. He had confetti in his air and silly string all over him. "Maybe," he replied. "I just came over to check up on you."

"Where else would I be?" I asked sarcastically.

"Where any smart person would be at 2 AM on a Friday. Partying," he said while brushing off the confetti off of himself.

"And a good morning to you too; if you don't mind I'm going back to sleep."

"What if I do mind?" asked Tyler cleverly.

"Then I'm still going back to sleep," I said walking upstairs back to my room while he followed.

----- Later on that morning

I felt something cool running down my face. It feels good... Wait, this better not be pee... I sprung up from my bed. Tyler was holding the hose from outside and chuckling as he said, "Wakey wakey sleepy head!" with a mega phone.

"Shut up, I have a head ache!" I said, covering my head with a pillow.

He opened the curtains in my room and pulled my sheet off of me. Why is everything in here so damn bright? I felt him put his hands on my ankles... crap. I grabbed onto the headboard as he pulled. "I've been waiting for hours now get out of bed!" he said.

"Hours?" I replied, "By the way how did you get in here?"

"I attempted to climb through your window, fell twice, and finally realized I had a key."

"How come everyone has an extra key except me?" I asked, as I let go of the headboard to rub my eyes. Tyler caught me off guard and pulled me off of the bed. "Damn you," I muttered groggily.

"Your parents didn't want you to get locked like last time," he said, pushing me to the bathroom, handing me my toothbrush.

"That doesn't count! Hio locked me out."

"It does count; you ended up locked out for the whole day and came to my house remember?"

"OK maybe that did count," I said closing bathroom door. I brushed my teeth, took a shower, changed, and headed downstairs to find Tyler. He was in the kitchen, obviously hungry, and looking through my refrigerator.

"Do you mind explaining to me what you're doing here at 6 in the morning? For the love of Buddha it's a Saturday," I said.

"You don't remember anything do you?"

"Nope not really," I replied.

"Good, let it stay that way."

"Whatever," I said, tossing him a muffin. Later on we decided to give Cameron a wake up call, in person. On our way there, I saw someone I would rather forget, Sage.

"Oh crap..." said Tyler, almost silently.

We've hated each other since about the 4th grade, and nothing has changed since. But it wasn't always like that. We were once best friends; we've known each other since preschool. I don't know what happened. One summer Sage went to Shibuya (in Japan), and when Sage came back, it was like she was a different person. She'd evolved from the girl I knew since I was too tiny to remember to the bitch I wished I never met. I guess the 5th grade was a turning point for her.

Flash back

It was lunch time in the 7th grade. Smells of shit on a stick along with the "mystery meat" and the lunch lady's arm pit pervaded the air. Sage, who was walking by, Sage "accidentally", dumped her milk on my shirt. "Ops," she said falsely as she walked away.

That bitch, this is my favorite shirt! Now it's on you little snob... I put a wad of thick applesauce on my fork and flung it into her hair. "How you like them apples?" I asked ironically. She turned around calmly and then charged at me. Brianna turned around from the table and stuck her foot out so that Sage would trip. She didn't trip; she tumbled, rolled, and landed in a puddle of the split milk.

End of Flash Back

She was walking my way. "Mira," she said stiffly as she walked by.

"Sage," I replied coldly.

I reached his door and he was standing in the doorway in his pajamas. "Hey," Cameron said coolly, acting like nothing had happened. He could tell that I was about to burst and said, "Just calm down."

"I'm calm," I said, and that was obviously the opposite of how I felt.

"Last time you said you were calm, you threw a CD at someone," said Tyler, getting ready to dive into the bushes.

"Shut up Tyler. Cameron, what is she of all people doing here?"

"I wanted to ask her something," Cameron replied almost innocently.

"Like what! Her bra size!" I yelled.

"SHH, and besides, she still looks pretty flat cheasted to me," said Tyler as he muffled my voice by putting his hand over my mouth; I bit it and walked away. "Ow! Hey, what was that for?" He started to catch up to me.

"Just who the hell does she think she is?" I asked.

"You know, I'm kind of surprised you didn't rip her eye balls out of her sockets."

"I have my reasons," I replied.

"Since hanging out with Cameron is clearly out of the question why don't we go back to my house; I'll take a shower and then we'll hang out in Ginza for the rest of the day? Just us two..." he suggested.

"Sounds good to me, yeah, you kind of need a shower," I said, jokingly.

"Hey!" he said.

Just then my cell phone rang. "Oh, well imagine. As I'm pacing of motel six corridor and I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear an exchanging of yells. Who the hell's "Alexis Bledel? Who the hell's Alexis Bledel?" says a whore from one door to a hooker on the other side. And I chimed in with a "haven't you people heard of, using a damn phone. No it's much better to face these types of things with a sense of noise and sexuality." That is the last time I let Brianna play with my ring tones...

I picked it up; it was Daisuke.

"Hey Mira," he said. "What's up with you and Cameron?"

"How did you find out?" I asked.

"I live right down the street from him and I couldn't help but hear you yell 'like what? Her bra size?' At like 8 in the morning. By the way, thanks for the wake up call, I was almost late for cram school."

"Um, you're welcome. Anyways, it's nothing," I said, obviously lying.

"You sure you don't want to talk about it?"

"Yup," I said.

"Ok, I got to go, I'm in the boys' bathroom and I'm pretty sure Hio won't hesitate to come in here. So I'll talk to you later."

"Ok, bye." When did she come back?

In case you readers are wondering where and what Ginza is, it's a shopping district in Japan. And in case you didn't know, the ring tone is my parody of "I write Sins Not Tragedies" by Panic! At The Disco. I made it up. Hehe .. Anywho, R&R for me. Pretty please?