I stopped liking this when you said my gf is Jess. She is the most childish bitch I've met so far on this game. Jk I still like it lol. But really.
I woke up curled next to Matt his arm on my face. I mean how typical? He can't know this is my face or he'd be up already apologizing. I quietly change into shorts and a tee and proceed by sitting down to poke Matt's arm until he wakes up. He wakes up around the twentieth poke. He gives me a look and sits up. "What's that for Kenzie?" he asks trying to guilt trip me because he's really cute when he just wakes up. The sleepiness clouds his eyes and his stare isn't so intense. And I looked at Matt. I mean really looked at him. His eyes were a piercing blue and his chocolate brown hair was shaggy (I'm all about the hair). He stretched his lean body and his muscles rippled. I always felt like I wasn't good enough for him. I am in every way plain. At full height I'm around 5'2" and that's if you're feeling generous. My reddish brown hair is somewhere between wavy and curly but it loves to frizz. My eyes are almost a black brown. Let's just say I don't compare to him. He's well gorgeous and I'm not. He climbs out of his sleeping and comes over to give me a quick hug. "C'mon Kenzie we've got work to do." I reply by groaning and putting my head back on the pillow. He shrugs, "It's your orders direct from the head." I laugh in spite of myself. He can always do this to me. Just shift my mood from lazy to hardworking, sad to happy, angry to well less angry. "Okay I'll be down in a second," I retort. When he leaves I start to clean up but not by hand. I use it as time to practice my magic. Bad idea is what you're probably thinking right now but hey a girl's got to practice sometime. I walk to the small cracked mirror I have and apply some make-up. It occurs to me that Matt's birthday is coming up and I have no idea what to get him. I roll ideas through my brain til I come up with a great one. Not that I'm telling you. I skip down the tunnels in a much better mood. Somehow after I solve a problem I get like this all happy go lucky nothing can be wrong with the world. That's when I hear the shrieks. The minutes I decide they're not shrieks of joy I sprint towards the eating area. When I reached it I heard shouts of, "Happy Birthday!" Oh crap.