One Roof With Five Hot Jerks

Maxine’s Point of View

“Game!” I replied.

We sat together on my bed while the tray is in the middle of us. Gosh, I’m nervous. What if the arrow would only stopped in my name? It can’t happen, right?

Byron laughed, “Tardy, relax. Don’t be nervous.”

Giles tapped my shoulder, “I know that you just agreed to play with us, to let us know that you will not lose, but don’t be so obvious that you’re nervous. Pfft- I might burst out laughing.”

My brows furrowed and hit his hand, “Don’t make fun of me! I’m not nervous!” Then I rolled my eyes.

“Oh, is that true?” Byron gave me a teasing smile.

“Shut it,” is what I replied.

“Okay, calm down, Yanny. Let’s now start the game,” then he typed our names in his phone. When he’s done, he showed us his phone. “I will spin it in the count of 3,” he warned. “1… 2… 3!”

The wheel in his phone is now spinning. Oh, my gosh! I’m so fucking nervous! Don’t point my name. Don’t point my name, please~

And thank, God! The arrow pointed Byron’s name. I let out a loud laugh while pointing at Byron. Oh, my gosh! The arrow did not stopped to my name, I’m so grateful!

“Stop laughing, Tardy.” Byron muttered.

“F-Fine,” gosh, can’t I laugh because I was happy that the arrow did not point my name?

“Okay, do you want to ask him first, Yanny?” Giles asked me.

“Hmm… okay!” I smiled broadly, then turned to Byron. Hmm, what should I ask? I didn’t think of something to ask them because I was too nervous. Gosh.

“Hey, Yanny! Aren’t you going to ask him? Hurry up if you want to sleep early,” Giles shook my shoulder.

“Fine! I was just thinking what to ask, tsk.” I answered. “Hmm… when did you get your first girlfriend?”

“When I was in grade 6,” Byron answered.

Pfft~ what? He was too young to date someone with his age that time! Gosh, I can’t believe this jerk. He’s really a casanova.

“What the heck? Did you really think what to ask? That’s so easy! He can really answer that,” Giles complained.

Gosh, what the heck did he want me to do? He was hurrying me and now he will complained.

I just rolled my eyes, “It’s your fault. You’re hurrying me, so that’s all I thought to ask.”

He heaved a sigh, “Whatever. Okay, it’s my turn. Do you still pee in your sleep?”

Byron did not response. He was just looking at Giles and after a few moments, Giles picked one of the shot glasses and gave it to Byron without a signal.

“What’s that?” I asked while pointing at the shot glass.

“Apple cider,” he replied.

Without any second, Byron took the shot glass and drank it. Oh, my gosh! He finished it with just one take! Wait, it means…

My eyes widened, “So, you still peeing in your sleep? Really?!”

“Gosh, shut up, Yanny.” Byron glared at me, so I zipped my mouth. Woah, Byron can be scary too, ha? I guess he’s really Alyn’s cousin.

~~~~~

Hmm~ so cold here. Did I turned on the air-condition too high?

I hugged my pillow and squeeze it. My brows furrowed while my eyes are still closed when I felt someone’s hand pinched my arm. D-Don’t tell me I slept with Giles and Byron last night?!

I immediately sat down but I was too stunned to speak when I saw Alyn lying down beside me.

He slowly opening his eyes until his eyes really opened. And when our eyes met, that’s when I realized again that he’s lying down in my bed.

“What are you doing here in my room again?” I asked with my brows furrowed.All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

His brows met, “Huh? Look around and ask me that again,” he answered.

Tsk. Is he commanding me? Whatever, I just did what he told me. My eyes widened when I noticed that I wasn’t in my room. What am I doing in Alyn’s room?!

I turned to Alyn but he just gave me an arching brow.

“W-What…?” Damn, I couldn’t bring myself to ask him!

“What?” Gosh, why does he seems in a bad mood? Did I do something wrong?

“U-Uhm,” oh, damn. Just ask him, Maxine!

“What? You don’t remember what happened last night?” He sat down, “Then, try to remember it.” Then he lie down again and turned his back on me, “Oh, if you don’t have anything to say, you can get out of my room.”

What? Is he driving me away? Tsk, fine!

I just did what he said. I went back to my room and lie down on my bed. Gosh, why am I feeling like my heart was stabbed? Hmp, nevermind. Maybe it’s just because of my stupidity. I can’t believe that I was inside of Alyn’s room. Now, let me remind what happened last night.

—Flashback—

Oh, damn. After the arrow stopped to Byron’s name, it always stopped to my name now. Arg! I hate it and they always asked the hard questions to answer. And when I couldn’t answer, they always gave me the alcohol drinks. They really want me to get drunk! I will tell them to GH, they were bullying me again. Hmp!

“Arg, how many alcohol did you gave, huh?” I asked while I was holding my head. Gosh, my surrounding is spinning.

“Hmm… let me see,” Giles looked at the shot glasses, “Oh! You already drank all of the alcohols.” Then he laughed.

“Gosh~ I hate you! B-But… I hate Alyn more,” oh, no. I think my brain is not functioning well now.

“You hate Alyn? Why?” Byron asked.

I closed my eyes and opened it again after a few seconds, “Just… arg! I don’t know, I just hate him!”

Giles chuckled, “Really? What if, it’s love not hate?”

I scoffed, “What? Yuck! No way!”

Byron laughed, “You’re a mess, Tardy! Go to sleep now.”

I shook my head, “Where’s Alyn? I want to smack his face right now!” I stood up but sat down again because my knee was weak.

“Hey, I said sleep!” Byron slapped my arm, “Why do you suddenly want to see Alyn?”

“I-I want to… punch his face,” I answered.

Giles heaved a sigh, “Alyn is now sleeping, so you should sleep, too.”

“No!” I cried, “I want to punch Alyn’s face~”

“Damn. Don’t cry, Tardy.” Byron embraced me, “Shh…”

“T-Then, let me see Alyn…” I lifted my head so that i could see Byron’s face before I pouted.

“Giles,” Byron turned to Giles. “Help me.”

Giles scratched his head, “We will punch his face tomorrow. For now, you have to sleep because it’s already late.”

“Huwah!” I burst out crying again. Why won’t they let me see Alyn?

“Damn. Hey, what are we gonna do? I think she’s drunk,” Byron asked Giles but he’s still looking at me.

“Moron, obviously she’s drunk. Arg,” Giles pulled his hair, “We are dead if GH found out about this.”

“I hate you, guys!” I got off the bed and tried to walk but when I fell I just crawled to Alyn’s room.

“The hell, Yanny!” Giles called me but I just ignored him.

I knocked on Alyn’s door but he didn’t open it. Arg, is he ignoring me?!

Giles held my shoulders, “That’s enough, Yanny. Alyn was already sleeping, you should go back to your room.”

“He’s right, Tardy.” Byron agreed to Giles, “You can punch Alyn’s face tomorrow when you wake up. Let’s go back to your room.”

I shook my head, “No!” I knocked again, but this time was louder. “Hey, a-asshole, Alyn! Come out, right now! Hey! I s-said come out in this instant!”

My hand stopped knocking when the door suddenly opened and Alyn showed up.

“A-Alyn, Tardy is…” Byron was being hesitant to speak.

Alyn’s forehead furrowed, “What the fuck is happening?”