OKAY! Let's get this going… We last left them in Nine's safe house and Marina, Ella and Six are tickling Five. Forgive me for any spelling or stuff like that. Two more things… So I've decided I am going to start doing this thing were I ask a random question of the week and people have been asking for more eight – seven and six – four action… so here you have it. Happy reading and be lucky,
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I walk in 'casually' to see what the girls are doing. The first five things I see is a red faced Five, A smirking Nine, a giggling Ella, knowing glances being exchanged between Six and Marina and pillows all over the floor. Six leans down to pick one off the floor and a thought creeps into my head. She has a nice butt. Wait. WHAT? Five (who was lying on the couch) bolts up into a sitting position. "FOUR! That's gross!" She screams then starts laughing. "What did he say?" Six asks. But five is gone. Or rather invisible. "FIVE! COME BACK HERE!" Six shouted.
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A familiar hand touches my shoulder and someone whispers "Don't move." It's Five. So I don't. "Meet me up in your room. Don't tell anyone I'm there." She whispers and plants a small kiss on the back of my neck which sends shivers down my spine.
Because I can see the steps I can see her feet making only a slight dent it the carpet. I wait a minute and say that I'm going to have a shower. I climb the stairs and open the door to my bedroom. The first step into my room and I can't hear anything but music. "Five…" I call into the room. She pops up beside me. "Hi!" She says and starts dancing. What the hell? I think. She grabs my arms and tries to make me dance with her but I resist. "You're no fun!" she complains. "And you're a trouble maker." I tell her. "Someone's in a sour mood." She says let go of my hands and grabbing her IPod, plonking herself down on the bed and plugging the earphones in. I roll my eyes and pick her up. She starts kicking and telling me to put her down or else. I stand her on a chair in the corner of the room so she and I are almost eye level. She pouts and pulls a puppy-dog face. "Don't do that." I say. She isn't making it any easier! "Do what?" She says crossly. I put my finger on her lips and say "That." "You're not the boss." She sounds like a three year old child! "How old are you?" I ask. "I'm almost eighteen!" She says. "And yet you act like a child!" I tell her. "Well how old are you?" She asks. "I'm almost twenty." I say proudly. "And yet you can't dance!" She says. "I can dance." I say frowning. "Prove it." She says with a devil smile. I roll my eyes. "You're so immature." I tell her. "And you can't dance." She says poking my chest a little too hard. She pulls back and curses. "That's what you get –" I say lifting up my shirt and pointing to my six pack "When you miss with these." "Mess with what?" She teases. I pull my T-shirt off and find her starring. "Oh. That." She says. I laugh at her and she goes red. She pulls her T-shirt up just so I can see her stomach. "How the hell did you get that?" She asks looking back and forth between my chest and her stomach. "How the hell did you get that skinny?" I ask because I am able to see each and every bone that makes up her ribs. "I'm not a big eater." She says. Come to think of it, I haven't seen her eat once except for dinner last night and that was almost nothing. "Please tell me you don't have anorexia!" I plead. "I don't! I just think 'why eat when I'm not hungry and when someone else can it the food I don't need.' There is no point." I look over her face and think god you're gorgeous! "Not really. You're just blind." She says. "Shut up. You're beautiful." I say stepping closer to her. "I am not." She says. "You. Are. The. Most. Beautiful. Girl. Ever." I tell her emphasising each word. "Liar!" She says. "What is it going to take for you to admit you are gorgeous?" I ask. "You have to dance with me." She says. "You'll laugh at me." I say looking down at the floor my face flushing. "I won't. Promise." She says the last word crossing two of her fingers and holding them up for me to see. "It's not that hard." She pulls the puppy-dog face. She must know it is next to impossible to say no to her when she does that! "Is that a yes?" She asks. "Fine." I say. She gives me a big smile and kisses my cheek. Five jumps off the chair and walks over to the radio. She plugs her IPod in and 'Higher' By the Saturdays comes on. "Come on." She says and I move next to her. "Um… one problem Five," I say feeling my face getting redder. "I don't know how to dance." "I'll teach you." She says and grabs my hands again and puts them on her tiny hips. "Relax." She says obviously noticing how tense I am. I try. She raps her arms around my neck and I tense again. She laughs. Oh god how much I love that laugh. I think. "It's no different to anybody else's." She says frowning slightly. "Just sway with me." She instructs. I do. After about a minute I get used to it and Five says "Ready to go to the next step?" She asks. "No." I say. She gives me her devil smile and takes her hands of my neck and starts waving her arm in the air and then starts spinning and jumping every now and again. It's only been two days and she drives me crazy (in a good way) I think. "So when I speak listen," Five sings "'Cause you keep on pushing, like I need permission to be heard." She spins and then faces me. "I'm gonna, lift it, lift it, higher, I'm gonna lift it, lift it, higher. So when I speak listen, this is my decision and you keep on messing up the words." The song ends. She stops dancing and looks me straight in the eyes. I lean down to her face and say "You're gorgeous inside and out." And kiss her.
7: (Meanwhile)
Eight called me into his room, so I went in. What else was I supposed to say? 'No. I might end up kissing you and embarrassing myself.' NO! Because that would be stupid. I take on step in and call out "Eight?" No answer. I take a few steps in. "Eight?" Silence. I walk to the left wall (farthest away from the door) the room and turn around to walk out the door. He is standing at the door closing it. He teleports in front of me. Like right in front of my face. I squeak quietly and he lets out a small laugh. Then his face goes serious and he leans onto me to make me up against the wall. "Do you like me?" He asks. "W-w-what?" I splutter. "Do you like me?" He repeats leaning over me by propping himself up using his arm to lean against the wall. "Um, as a friend or…" I get cut off. "Come on Marina; don't play stupid. You know exactly what I mean." He says frowning slightly. He has his left leg between both of mine so I can't run away. Oh god. "Uh…" how do I answer this? HELP! SOS! "Screw this I'm going to get the point… I mean it's now or never right?" He is talking to himself more then to me. "I guess so." I say unsure of what to do. "Seven," He says looking straight into my eyes. Wow Seven, that's something I don't get a lot. I think. "Will you go out with me?" He asks. OH. MY. GOD! (scream mentally) YES! YES! YES! YES! I think but decide to tease him instead. "Oh I don't know. I really need to consider my options here. There are just so many…" "There better not be." He says playing along. "But I guess you will do for the moment." I say sighing. "How about forever?" He asks and kisses me. Yep forever sounds good! I think but don't say. He pulls back and twirls a piece of my chocolate brown hair around his finger. I smile at him. He leans into my ear and whispers "I must be the luckiest man alive."
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I'm sitting on my bed just staring blankly at the white wall when I hear a knock at the door. "Who is it?" I call out. "John. Unlock the door please or I will." He teases. I don't move. A clicking sound comes from the door and john comes in shirtless. "What?" I ask. "Everyone else has gone into their rooms or out so I thought I keep you company." "Ha. Ha. If it's not important get lost." I tell him. He gets a devilish look on his face and says "Actually it is." And walks over to the bed and pins me down. "John get off me." I say struggling to get out of his grip. And then something hits me. Earlier this morning me and five had both been up and the chimaeras were getting restless so we took them for a walk. I remember us talking about our past, families, cepans and – strangely enough – boys. As in her dating Nine and her thinking John liked me. The conversation went like this…
"Six he looks at you, ALL the time." She tells me.
"No he doesn't!" I protest.
"He does! And I can read his mind, he DOES NOT stop thinking about you!"
"You're gorgeous." He says his face only inches from mine…
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Question of the week:
What is the best song by the Saurdays?
What about us
Higher
Notorious
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