I squealed and tried to hit what was tickling me. "Stop it!" I squealed. I heard Abigail giggle. I shoved my hand towards the direction of the sound, and managed to hit her.
"Ow!" she exclaimed in pain.
"Abby! You know I hate to be woken up on weekends!" I groaned.
"But you said I had to wake you up at 8:00!" she protested. I instantly remembered why I had told her to wake me up.
"I have to get ready!" I yelled, jumping up immediately. I landed on something soft.
"OW!" I heard Niamh yell.
"Sorry!" I muttered, quickly getting off of my groaning best friend. Abigail started to laugh. I jumped over Niamh, to my bag of clothes, and I started to get ready. Today, I was going to something with Jake and his family. No one would tell me what, but either way, I was still kind of excited. However I did know my parents and Sue and Pete had been arranging it, so I would end up surprised.
I arrived at Jake's house that afternoon to find that a duffle bag full of clothes and stuff was waiting for me. The bag was mine.
My parents had agreed to let me go on holiday with the Brockman's. OH MY GOD.
So they were going on holiday to America, and they asked my parents if I wanted to go. They said they hadn't told me, but that I could go. Jake, Ben and Karen hadn't known either. I ran into the living room to find an over excited Karen. "RAY!" she exclaimed, running to hug me. I laughed, hugging her. When she let go, I jumped onto the sofa next to Jake.
"Well isn't this exciting?" I said, leaning my head on his shoulder.
"It is. Although it won't be very exciting. We're just going to visit our Aunt Angela, and she and mum always end up fighting." He said, putting an arm around me. I sighed, and fell back to sleep.
Hours later, we were on the plane, heading to America. Karen and Ben were sat with Sue, and Jake and I were sat with Pete. I decided to try and catch up on some sleep on the plane, but with Pete's constant attempts to try and get Jake and me talking. But I just pretended that I was actually asleep.
Jake copied me, and eventually Pete gave up, and I could sleep in peace.
I yawned and tried to shake off whoever was shaking my arm. "Ger off me!" I mumbled.
"No, we have to get off the plane now." Jake whispered back. I growled lowly, so no one heard me. However, I did get up from my seat. I grabbed my bag from the over head apartment. And made my way off the plane.
Jake and I decided to wait a bit further away from the rest of the family for luggage. "Just so that people don't think we're with them." Jake had said.
"I always hate waiting for suitcases. It always takes so long!" I exclaimed, sitting down on the bench behind me. I glanced over to the rest of the Brockmans.
Chaos had broken out. Ben had disappeared, and Karen kept trying to grab every suitcase, thinking that they were hers. I laughed a little. I was going to have a lot of fun on this holiday.
I sighed, and put my hand over my eyes, trying but failing to block out the sun. I heard movement next to me, and I rolled over. Karen was getting up. "Can you get me a cup of tea please?" I asked her. She sighed.
"Why can't you get it?" she asked me. I smiled.
"Because in the morning I am extremely lazy. That's why." I replied. She said nothing else, but walked out of our bedroom. I picked up my sleeping mask and put it on, fell back to sleep.
When I woke up again, someone was prodding my arm. "Leave me alone, or you'll lose half of your hair." I threatened. The prodding stopped. Then that same person started flicking my ear. "Do you want to lose your hair?" I asked darkly. It stopped.
"Come on. Dad said you have to get up." I heard Ben ask me.
"Just leave me alone! I'm tired..." I moaned. I suddenly ended up on the floor. Ben had dragged me out of my bed. "HEY!" I yelled, pulling up my sleeping mask. I hurriedly stood up.
"Good. I'll tell Dad your up." He said, walking out. I glowered at him, then sighed. I walked to the door, and locked it, before getting dressed.
I unlocked the door, and walked out of the room. I walked down the stairs of the hotel. It was kind of fancy, but not exactly posh. "Good morning." I mumbled, sitting down at the table I saw the rest of them.
"Hey! It's 11 am. What took you so long to get up?" Jake asked, pulling me into a hug. I smiled, and accepted the hug.
"I fell asleep on the plane yesterday. I stayed up late last night because of this. There's your answer." I said lazily.
"Well you came down just before they stopped doing breakfast." Sue said.
"Well I was only planning on having cereal. I'm not that hungry." I said. When Jake let go of me, I got up and picked up the box filled with cereal. I brought it back to the table, and poured some into my bowl, followed by milk. I yawned, and started to eat.
I know I do this every time, but CHAPTER 9! Haha. Traditions.
So, yes. Ray is on holiday with the Brockmans. (Expect there to be a lot of holiday hilarity in these next few chapters ;))