Please Don't Wake Me Up When I'm Dreaming, chapter 10
No fucking way in hell! It couldn't possible be me, could it? That's just stupid. He doesn't even know me. And the more he gets to know me, the more he's going to wish he never met me. No one could ever like me. Especially not someone as great as Tré. But, nineteen years, eleven months and four days is the exact length of time between our ages. No, there must be someone who was born on the same date as me. Someone else that Tré knows who was born January 5, 1992. Yeah, right! How likely was that? This was going to kill me. I had to find out. But what could I do? If Tré meant what he said, that means he's going to take my advice. Wich means that if I were the one, he would tell me. All I can do is wait, now. Great, there's no way I'm getting any sleep tonight. I walked back into the room as everyone looked up from a monopoly game they had started.
"What?" I asked, confused as to why they were staring.
"Where'd you come from?" Billie asked.
"Yeah, when'd you leave?" Araxie asked, also looking confused.
"She left with Tré about twenty minutes ago. You two need to pay more attention." Mike added, getting all his money situated. He was obviously winning by a landslide. Thank heavens, someone wasn't completely unaware of what went on around them. "So, where'd you guys go, anyway?"
"Nowhere. We were just looking around the hotel." Tré answered, since I was lost for words at the time.
"Sure you were. I bet you two went and fucked." Araxie yelled, smiling at us.
"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled back at her. I started to walk towards her to poke her. It doesn't do much, but it always annoyed the hell out of her. Right when I put my hand up, Mike grabbed my arm. He thought I was going to hit her.
"BITCH FIGHT!" Tré hollared from behind me. I turned around and gave him a dirty look.
"Tré, you shut up. And you," Mike looked over at me "You need to promise me you won't kill her or anyone else. Leave the killing to me."
"I promise." I said, my fingers crossed behind my back. I could tell he knew they were crossed, but he didn't care. I wasn't really going to KILL anyone...
"Okay, then. Since you two are back, and there's no point in finishing this game, or starting a new one for that matter since I'm
gonna win, what do you want to do?" Mike asked, looking around at all of us.
"I say we get trashed..." Billie started.
"And trash the hotel!" Tré finished.
"We have two under-age ladies with us. No can do. Not tonight."
"Awww, we don't mind! We can sneak into a bar and if you guys are too drunk to drive back, I'll drive. When we get back, we can trash the hotel!"
"Umm, Ray?"
"Yeah, what?"
"You can't drive!"
"Yes I can!"
"No. You can't."
"Can too!"
"Can not!"
"And you said I was immature..." Mike said, obviously annoyed at our bickering.
"You are, damnit!" Araxie yelled defensively.
"And you're not?" Araxie thought for a second.
"No!"
"Yes you are! And so am I. And so is Mike. And so is Tré. An' so is-" I started to say.
"Don't you dare say 'Billie'!" Billie said, giving me an odd look.
"...Billie." I said, as I stood about 3 inches from his face. He turned red and started chasing me as I ran behind Mike.
"I'm going to kill you!" Billie shouted to me.
*Araxie's POV*
"RAPE RAPE!" I yelled while I jealously watched as Billie chased Rayne around the room. She ran between a coffee table and a sofa, knocking the table over behind her. Billie tripped over it and fell flat on his face. "BILLIE! Oh, my God, are you okay?! Rayne, you little bitch, look at what you did!"
"Wasn't my fault... he's the one who ran into the table." She said calmly, sticking her tongue out at Billie and I. Yeah, she's real mature.
*My POV*
That night there were only two bedrooms and two beds. This wasn't going to be easy at all.
"Okay, I got it. Tré, you're the shortest, you sleep on the couch. Mike gets the bed in that room and Billie can have the bed in the other. I'll sleep out here on the floor and so will Araxie."
"Since when do you become boss?!" Araxie asked me.
"Since nobody else was going to come up with anything better."
"Whatever!"
"Exactly, you know I'm right. I'm always right."
"If you say so..."
"Yep. See?"
"Just shut up and go get some blankets for me, you and Tré so we can go to sleep. I'm fucking tired!"
"Why do I have to get them?!"
"'Cause it was your idea, smartass!"
"Both of you, shut the fuck up already! God damnit, all you do is fight! I'll get the damn blankets!" Tré yelled, looking very much annoyed.
"What's with him?" I asked no one in particular.
"Well, you two do fight over every little thing, but he has seemed more distant since we got here. Like he's worried about something. Billie, you know whats wrong with him?"
"Nope. But I do agree, he hasn't exactly been a big ball of joy since we got here." Billie smiled at his last comment. "No pun intended."
"Right. Do either of you girls know what's up? Araxie?" Mike asked, looking first at me and then Araxie.
"No, I haven't even talked to him." She answered.
"Great. I'll ask him when he gets ba-" Mike started.
"Hey, Tré!" We all said in unison as he walked through the door, kicking it shut with his foot.
"Um... Hi? What's going on?"
"Nothing man. Me and Billie are going to sleep, g'night girls, night Tré." We all said goodnight as Araxie and I got situated on the floor, Tré got two pillows and three blankets for himself, two pillows and two blankets for Araxie and I share. Real nice. We were all asleep by 10:30. That was early for us. I did, however, wake up several times in the night to hear Tré making little squeaky noises. It was annoying as fuck, but I thought it was adorable.
"What?" I asked, confused as to why they were staring.
"Where'd you come from?" Billie asked.
"Yeah, when'd you leave?" Araxie asked, also looking confused.
"She left with Tré about twenty minutes ago. You two need to pay more attention." Mike added, getting all his money situated. He was obviously winning by a landslide. Thank heavens, someone wasn't completely unaware of what went on around them. "So, where'd you guys go, anyway?"
"Nowhere. We were just looking around the hotel." Tré answered, since I was lost for words at the time.
"Sure you were. I bet you two went and fucked." Araxie yelled, smiling at us.
"Shut the fuck up!" I yelled back at her. I started to walk towards her to poke her. It doesn't do much, but it always annoyed the hell out of her. Right when I put my hand up, Mike grabbed my arm. He thought I was going to hit her.
"BITCH FIGHT!" Tré hollared from behind me. I turned around and gave him a dirty look.
"Tré, you shut up. And you," Mike looked over at me "You need to promise me you won't kill her or anyone else. Leave the killing to me."
"I promise." I said, my fingers crossed behind my back. I could tell he knew they were crossed, but he didn't care. I wasn't really going to KILL anyone...
"Okay, then. Since you two are back, and there's no point in finishing this game, or starting a new one for that matter since I'm
gonna win, what do you want to do?" Mike asked, looking around at all of us.
"I say we get trashed..." Billie started.
"And trash the hotel!" Tré finished.
"We have two under-age ladies with us. No can do. Not tonight."
"Awww, we don't mind! We can sneak into a bar and if you guys are too drunk to drive back, I'll drive. When we get back, we can trash the hotel!"
"Umm, Ray?"
"Yeah, what?"
"You can't drive!"
"Yes I can!"
"No. You can't."
"Can too!"
"Can not!"
"And you said I was immature..." Mike said, obviously annoyed at our bickering.
"You are, damnit!" Araxie yelled defensively.
"And you're not?" Araxie thought for a second.
"No!"
"Yes you are! And so am I. And so is Mike. And so is Tré. An' so is-" I started to say.
"Don't you dare say 'Billie'!" Billie said, giving me an odd look.
"...Billie." I said, as I stood about 3 inches from his face. He turned red and started chasing me as I ran behind Mike.
"I'm going to kill you!" Billie shouted to me.
*Araxie's POV*
"RAPE RAPE!" I yelled while I jealously watched as Billie chased Rayne around the room. She ran between a coffee table and a sofa, knocking the table over behind her. Billie tripped over it and fell flat on his face. "BILLIE! Oh, my God, are you okay?! Rayne, you little bitch, look at what you did!"
"Wasn't my fault... he's the one who ran into the table." She said calmly, sticking her tongue out at Billie and I. Yeah, she's real mature.
*My POV*
That night there were only two bedrooms and two beds. This wasn't going to be easy at all.
"Okay, I got it. Tré, you're the shortest, you sleep on the couch. Mike gets the bed in that room and Billie can have the bed in the other. I'll sleep out here on the floor and so will Araxie."
"Since when do you become boss?!" Araxie asked me.
"Since nobody else was going to come up with anything better."
"Whatever!"
"Exactly, you know I'm right. I'm always right."
"If you say so..."
"Yep. See?"
"Just shut up and go get some blankets for me, you and Tré so we can go to sleep. I'm fucking tired!"
"Why do I have to get them?!"
"'Cause it was your idea, smartass!"
"Both of you, shut the fuck up already! God damnit, all you do is fight! I'll get the damn blankets!" Tré yelled, looking very much annoyed.
"What's with him?" I asked no one in particular.
"Well, you two do fight over every little thing, but he has seemed more distant since we got here. Like he's worried about something. Billie, you know whats wrong with him?"
"Nope. But I do agree, he hasn't exactly been a big ball of joy since we got here." Billie smiled at his last comment. "No pun intended."
"Right. Do either of you girls know what's up? Araxie?" Mike asked, looking first at me and then Araxie.
"No, I haven't even talked to him." She answered.
"Great. I'll ask him when he gets ba-" Mike started.
"Hey, Tré!" We all said in unison as he walked through the door, kicking it shut with his foot.
"Um... Hi? What's going on?"
"Nothing man. Me and Billie are going to sleep, g'night girls, night Tré." We all said goodnight as Araxie and I got situated on the floor, Tré got two pillows and three blankets for himself, two pillows and two blankets for Araxie and I share. Real nice. We were all asleep by 10:30. That was early for us. I did, however, wake up several times in the night to hear Tré making little squeaky noises. It was annoying as fuck, but I thought it was adorable.