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I woke up on Zach, his eyes were open but he was as unmoving as a rock. I could feel his eyes on the top of my head, and felt him kiss my forehead when he realized I was awake. I opened my eyes and stared at him, not talking, just watching him.
"Hi."
"Good morning beautiful." He kissed me full on for two minutes before Grant flipped over and hit him with a pillow.
"HEY! That's my sister!"
"Yes, but she's also my girlfriend. And you never had a problem with it before."
"I wasn't supposed to be her brother before."
"GUYS! SHUT UP!" Mace yelled from across the room. Bex looked up from the other side of Grant with a devious smile, I immediately started inching backwards.
"PILLOW FIGHT!" I raced as far away as I could and hi behind an automen halfway across the room. I watched as the three girls sprang up and attacked the guys with pillows. I grabbed the extra pillow from the closet and snuck up behind Zach.
"Zach?"
He turned around at my voice. I hit in the face with a pillow.
"GALLAGHER GIRL! YOU'RE GONNA GET IT NOW." He sprinted after me and grabbed me around the waist, throwing me back into the room, and tackling me to the ground, showing the pillow in my face again and again.
"Stop it!" I beat at his chest with my fists, when I realized that no one else was fighting anymore.
"Awwww." Macey squealed.
The girls grabbed me away as soon as they could, and took me into the bathroom. I just laughed and let them drag me away, waving at Zach and the others.
The curled my hair in pin curls, and pulled it out of my face. My makeup was light, and consisted of only liquid eyeliner, a metallic eyeshadow, mascara, and a light pink lip. They put me in black leggings with a soft blue and pale yellow cheetah blouse. Macey pulled out a pair of boots from my closet that I had never seen before, but they looked comfortable so I pulled them on, and waited for the other girls to get ready.
When we walked out of the bathroom all four of the boys had on different colored polos and jeans, and Zach had on his leather jacket. Have I told anyone how much I LOVE his leather jacket.
"You look good."
"Do I now?" I raised an eyebrow at the statement.
I walked over to Zach and entwined my hand in his, and led him out the door towards the dining room. Grant stopped us.
"Do you want to have breakfast here, or go out for breakfast?" I pondered that for a moment.
"Let's go out."
I led them out to the garage instead, and we split into two groups. Grant drove his car, and I hopped into mine. Zach stared.
"Get in."
"You have a Ferrari?"
"So what?" I asked defensively.
"So nothing." Macey answered, "A lot of people have a Ferrari."
Macey and Nick hopped into the back and we were off into the streets of London.