**Ahahaha! I'm back! :] Sorry I was grounded and had a keylogger put on my computer! :[**
Kasie smiled over at August lazily, half-way asleep. "No, it was fine. I sit like that anyway," she smiled slightly, standing up and stretching. She dragged her feet over to the other couch tiredly, plopping down on it in a heap and pulling the blanket over her face. "Night, Jerk-Face."
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
Kasie yawned widely, blinking her eyes so she could adjust to the sun that was streaming through the window. Wait, sun? Kasie shot off the couch, yelling at August to wake up in the process, and ran upstairs, jumping in the shower. She quickly showered, fixed her hair and make-up, and ran towards her dresser, going through all her clothes. She pulled on a pair of hollister jeans that she cut the tag off of, a pair of converse, a checkered button up shirt, thick-rimmed glasses, and some shell jewelry. "August! Come on get up! It's Monday and school starts in ten minutes!" She walked over to the couch he was asleep on and shook his shoulder. "Come on!"
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
"Get the hell up!" She hissed again. He sat up and blinked his eyes.
"Eh, I'm skippin first period." He yawned grabbing his shoes and pulling them on. She grabbed his arm nearly knocking him off blanace and yanked him out to her car.
"No your comming to school." She growled. HE ran his hand through his hair and looked in the mirror, he laughed as he laid his head back.
"I'm sure people will love to know why I"m riding iwth you and why I look like I just woke up." he smiled closing his eyes. "I thought school was out."
Kasie trudged back into her livingroom, gasping in moch terror at his words. "No! You can't stay here for seven months!" She watched him shake his head and burry his face in a pillow. With a cheeky smile she snuck into the kitchen, grabbing some ice, and walked back into the living room. She climbed on his back cautiously, and stuck the ice down his shirt, rubbing all the piecing against his skin through his shirt.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
Kasie screamed and jumped up and down, whining about how it was. Her shirt was tucked in and she really didn't want to untuck it. "That wasn't funny! At least your shirt was untucked. Now I've gotta untuck my prettifull shi- COLD!" She kept jumping up and down while she untucked and unbuttoned her blue checkered shirt, reaching up her while tank top and grabbing the four pieces of ice. She stuck her tongue out at August and started to walk away, turning around when he wasn't looking and sticking the ice down the back of his pants. "Haha! Loser!" She ran to the other side of the livingroom, sticking her tongue out playfully.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
August ran after her and grabbed her around hte waist. He picked her up and walked to the kitchen. She kicked her feet yelling as he grabbed some ice from the fridge and then he stuck it to the small of her back holding it there.
"LET. ME. GO!" She screamed. "IT's. COLD!"
"I know." He laughed. SHe managed the wiggle free and he laughed and hten hissed as she shoved it down his shirt again. He jumped and then chased after her again.
Kasie laughed loudly, tripping up the stairs with August right behind her. As she ran past her bedroom Coon looked up lazily, yawning and laying his head back down. Kasie stopped at the end of the hallway and yanked at the closet door. She spun around quickly, coming face to face with August. With a smile she dropped to her hands and knees and crawled under his legs, running to the nearest bathroom and slamming the door.
"My nose!" August yelled, sounding like he was really in pain. With a bit of fear Kasie opened the door, only to see him rolling around on the floor dramatically.
"August! Hey, are you okay?" It wasn't until he stopped and smirked at her that she'd realized her mistake.
Oh, the tiger will love you. There is no sincerer love than the love of food. George Bernard Shaw
Kasie had bent down a little and he grabbed her wrist yanking her down but catching her so she didn't hit to hard. He pinned her down and smiled. "Now how you gonna get away?" HE asked.
"I'll manage." She said squriming.
"Now, what can I do to you. I can't get to the ice without oyu getting away." HE smriked. "Maybe your ticklish."