Conor's Point Of View

I was just driving me, Josh, Mandy and Jack back to our apartment.

"Mandy, are you sleeping on the sofa or with me tonight?" I asked, breaking the silence.

Jack mumbled something, making Mandy burst out laughing. "That can't be true! Also Conor I'll come with you." She shouted, I don't know why though.

During the whole car ride, we were all messing about. Well mainly Jack, and Mandy as Josh was sitting in the passenger seat.

We eventually made it back to the apartment, Mandy threw her shoes off (quite literally).

Then we got her suitcase and started scrambling through it, hm... She grabbed a set of what I presume is pyjamas.

"Brother, keep that to yourself." I say, him realising what and blushing.

"How can I not, she's just s-so p-pretty." He says, slightly stuttering covering his area with a cushion.

"You ain't fooling no-one." I sigh, going into my bedroom.

Then I take my top and jeans off, as well as my black bomber Jack and throw some jogging bottoms on.

Then Mandy comes through, with her long blonde hair in a ponytail.

Jumping onto me, me laughing.

"Wait.'' She says, getting back up and grabbing something out of her suitcase that she brought to the bedroom.

"Oh no..." I say, knowing what she's going to get.

"Wait!" She says, tying bobbles into my hair.

"Ow.. Ow... Ow... Ow... Stop it!" I squeal, as she rips my scalp off...