(I could double as a dude to be your firend if ya like dude)
Britney watched as her mother and sister acted like two best friend's that hadn't seen each other for year's she groaned this was taking forever she could be annoying Mason which was her favourite thing to do. When she got the text message back she smiled and replied.
Of course it is exspeacally from me :) just kidding.
Britney plugged in her earphone's luckly she had forgot to take them out of her pocket the last time she wore her jacket. She was still annoyed at her mother for waking her up early seeing all the boxes ugh god I hate if I ever had to move out. She thought looking around she put her earphone's in and sighed listening to her music, she was at peace.
Britney lay back into the hair letting her eye's close she wasn't sleeping she was just resting her eye's she wondered where cousin was and why they had never met before full of question's but none she was that bothered to ask to be answered so she just ignored her noisy side she yawned out of both boredom tiredness Boy those two could talk for the world. She thought while she sat on the kithen chair.
Brit played with the end's of her hair, she would not be able to stand this if she hadn't her phone on her, she probably wouldn't be able to live without it, of course she could but se wouldn't want to be phoneless anyway. She looked around still interested in how they were gonn get rid of all these boxes it amused her sortof she used to love playing in boxes she had a great imignation.
Mason lay motionless on his bed except for the occasional adjusting the blanket. Lost in his dream, which was odd to him because he usually slept without dreaming, was startled out of his sleep by the sound of his phone beeping from the new text message. He was a light sleeper so he was slightly annoyed at the fact. Looking at who sent the text, his weary face had begun to show a small grin that lit up his face, while completely forgetting the unusualness of his previous dream. As he brought his phone closer to see what the message read, all he could think to do was roll his eyes. He wasn't much of a morning person anymore than she was, but he didn't have a bad attitude toward being woke up. Pulling the blankets off of him completely, he sat up to respond to the message. He figured if he was going to talk to her he might as well be awake.
well thats one way to wake a person up... :P
As he hit send, Mason let his body fall back against the bed, tired from exhaustion. Having a few minutes of his eyes flitting open then closed, he decided to go out into the kitchen for breakfast. He grabbed his phone to take with him before heading out the door, only to be greeted by his annoying six-year-old little sister running around the house. She ran right into him with enough force to almost knock him over, mostly because of the fact he still wasn't wide awake just yet.
Reaching the kitchen, his mother saw him and gave him a confused look before asking, "So why are you awake this early? You're never awake before 11 at the least unless you have to be." Concern was filling her voice but to respond, Mason just held up his phone as a way of explanation. His mother just rolled her eyes while handing him a pre-made breakfast meant for his sister who had refused to eat it. Mason took the time to slowly savor the food placed before him. His mother had made eggs, bacon, and grits. Not his personal favorite, but he still loved the taste. Once the plate was devoid of any food, it was placed in the sink and Mason sluggishly walked up the the bathroom to brush his teeth and take a shower. Once out of the shower, he threw on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He looked in the mirror, running his hand through his hair and thought that was pleasing enough for him.
Grabbing his iPod, Mason was about to lay on the couch and enjoy some "Mason" time when his mother called to him from the hallway. Leaving his iPod on the couch, he walked to where the call had come from, quicker than before now that he was wide awake. Finding his mother standing in the living room waiting for him, he responded, "Yes?" His little sister was standing next to his mother with a pleading look on her face. "Lexi wants to go over to her friend Jane's house... of course, I'm too busy around the house to take her. His mother started, as he became slowly aware of what was about to be asked. "So she needs a ride over there." Biting back groans and the all-consuming question "why do I have to", Mason agreed to take her, assuming he wouldn't really have a say in it anyway. Jumping for joy, his little sister ran off to get her stuff.
Mason returned to his room to grab his keys and phone. Then, meeting his sister in the garage, he lifted the door and walked over to start his car. As soon as his sister was seated and had the seatbelt on, they left the garage. He had taken her to her friend's house before but the drive over there would take a good 45 minutes and that didn't contribute to making him any happier. Nonetheless, he wasn't going to let him get in a bad mood over something as meaningless as that, so he ignored that and kept driving.
((You could know Syd... she could be in that "clique" or something... just an idea))