David's POV

It's currently 11:30 AM, mom is checking everything is ready for Stacey's party and i'm bored out of my mind.                                   
"Mom can I ask James and Oliver to come round ?"                      "Did Stacey say they can come to the party?"                                        "Yep."                                                 "Okay then."

Picking up the phone I call Oliver... (A/N: Bold is Oliver , Italic is David)                                  "Hello?"                                          "Hey Oli it's me , David."                 "Hey, whats up?"                          "Not much i was wondering if you and James want to come here to get changed and hang out before the party?"                                        "Yeah sure we will be over in a bit."                                                  "Okay see you in a bit."                    "Bye."                                                "Bye."

At about 11:15 Stacey came down looking like a zombie.                   "Morning sleeping beauty." I said cheerfully making her groan.                                      

Stacey's POV

As I get to the last step I collapse on the sofa and am greeted by the doorbell.                                     "Can you get that please Stace?" Asks David.                       
 "Why don't you get off your fat ass and answer it yourself?" I mumble still face first in the pillow. After a while of talking at the door I hear people walk into the living room.
"Hi Stacey." Two voices say.
I lift my head up and groan at them.
They both exchange a look.
"How are you asks James?"
"I was fine until you got here now I'm just peachy."
"Wow someone's not a morning person." grumbles Oliver.
'Well no duh.' I thought to myself.
As the clock strikes 12 I hear another ring of the doorbell and before you know it I have been whisked away to my room whilst shouting "But my food!" faster than you can say Drop dead Fred (A/N: If anyone gets this reference or has watched the film ily! x)

As we get upstairs I am bombarded with questions most of them consist of why I'm not getting ready yet.
"I'm not getting ready because it's only midday and the ball doesn't start till 7. It won't take 7 hours to get ready." I respond.
"Beauty takes time." Responds Jade.
"Then can I get food?"
"No!" they all chorus.

After 45 minutes my hair is wrapped up in a towel and I have my bathrobe around me. Megan is sitting on the bed watching the girls who are trying to decide what eye shadow will be used for us all.
Now's my chance.
I sneak downstairs only to find the boys.
They turn to look who's coming down. Olivers jaw is practically touching the floor whereas James and David ate trying to hold back the laughter.
"Shut up. I have come down to get food while they are not looking." I say.
"Where's Stacey?" Came a voice from upstairs.
Oh crap......
"I dunno try looking downstairs." said Hattie.
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
Hearing Megan's footsteps on the stairs, I do the best thing I can think of. I dive in front of the lads on the floor.
"Hey guys have you seen Stacey?" Asks Megan.
"No sorry." Says James to my surprise.
"If she's gone out to get food I swear..." She says sighing going back upstairs.
As soon as she's gone upstairs the boys turn to look at me.
"Care to explain why your on the floor?" -David.
"And why your hand is on my brothers leg." Says James.
I give him a confused look until looking at where my hand is. I quickly pull my hand away and walk to the kitchen to get food.
After I finish eating Jade comes downstairs and says "Where have you been?" 
"In the garden."
"Okay come upstairs we need to do your hair." She says yanking me upstairs.
I mouth a "help me" to the boys which makes them laugh.
I'm going to get them back. Just you wait.....