Chapter 7

Taylor awoke in Vega's bedroom. He stretched out, noticing that Vega was in bed next to him. "Holy crap!" he said and jumped out. Oh my gosh, did we do it again? he thought frantically. Vega stirred and sighed, obviously still dreaming. She did look really beautiful when she slept... like an angel, he thought. He decided not to disturb her, so he hopped in the shower.

Vega awoke in her bed and sighed. What a great dream! she thought, remembering the illusion she had just had. She smiled to herself and stretched. Ugh my hair is greasy! she thought, looking in her full size mirror. I need a shower! She walked toward the bathroom, turned the door handle, and walked in. "AhhH!" she screamed as she saw Jordan in the shower... and in the nude. She shut the door behind her and heard an embarrassed laugh come from inside the bathroom. "Next time I'll remember to lock the door!" Jordan yelled through the door, still laughing. "Ugh, I'm blind for life!" Vega yelled back, half-joking.

She laughed to herself and went into her mom's shower, ajoining the bedroom. Fifteen minutes later, she was out. She returned to her room with a towel over her body and a towel on her head. She looked in the mirror. "I guess I'm going for the Erika Badu look today!" she said aloud, laughing at her own joke that wasn't funny. Jordan was still in the shower. Sheesh, he takes longer than me!" she thought. Oh well, more time for me to get beautiful! She took her towel off of her head and shook her wet hair so that all the water splashed on all of her room. She laughed, noticing her picture of Leonardo DiCaprio was all wet. She went over to it and ripped it in half. "Bye Bye Bi-Boy!" she said, laughing again. She took the hair dryer out of the drawer and proceeded to dry her hair. When she was done, she went and locked the door to her room. Well, at least he won't see me 'in the buff'! she thought. She put on her underwear and dug through her closet, looking for another "accenting" outfit. She chose a light purple tanktop from the Gap and a black skirt from Old Navy. What the heck? I can look nice 2 days in a row! she thought. She added the finishing touches with some liqui-powder and some strawberry lip gloss from the Body Shop. She knew Jordan loved strawberries. She looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, added some mascara on her eyelashes, and unlocked the door. Jordan was out there in his towel, pretending to look at his watch like Vega had taken forever, but his fake frown turned into a smile when he saw how good she looked. "You look nice today,"he said. "So I didn't look nice yesterday?" Vega teased. "Now don't even start that with me!" Jordan said, not joking. "Can I get in your room so I can get changed?". "Sure go ahead, I'll see what I can scrape up for breakfast," Vega replied. Taylor walked into Vega's room and locked the door behind him. Vega went downstairs and began looking through the cupboards. "Strawberry... what do we have that's strawberry?!" she muttered to herself. She finally decided on strawberry pancakes. She began cooking them. Gosh they smelled good! The aroma must have lured Taylor downstairs because he came down asking, "MMM!! What smells like strawberries!?". Vega hadn't looked at him yet, she was still busy cooking. "Pancakes," she answered simply. Taylor sat down at the table and drank the large glass of milk that he assumed had been poured for him. Vega scooped the pancakes off of the griddle and put them on a plate and turned around. The plate fell to the floor. "TAYLOR WHAT ARE YOU WEARING!?" she demanded, noticing her favorite flares from Express and her white hanson t-shirt. "What, you don't like it?" he asked with puppy-dog eyes. "It's not that I don't like it.. it's just.. kinda.. umm... feminine..." she answered. "Ah, I'm not insecure or anything, so it's cool," he stated, simply. Vega rolled her eyes and picked up the pancakes that were on the floor. Fortunatley, she had used a paper plate so the mess wasn't too bad. She put a pancake in the sink. "No! Stop! That's a perfectly good pancake gone to waste!" Taylor said, taking the rest of the ones off of the floor and putting them on his plate. "Suit yourself, the floor was just mopped yesterday anyway," Vega said. She finished up the last of the batter and brought the warm batch over to the table, putting 2 on her plate. By that time Taylor had already had 8. "Mmm these mre really mm good!" Jordan managed to get out while chewing on his ninth. "Thanks," Vega said, trying to hold back a serious case of the giggles. She shoved a bite of pancake in her mouth, trying to prevent the laughter from coming out. It didn't work. A big piece of chewed pancake hit Jordan in the face. His expression of disgust only made Vega laugh harder. "Oh you wanna play rough now, do ya?" Jordan challenged. "You wouldn't dare!" said Vega, getting more serious. "Wanna bet?" said Taylor with an evil grin on his face. A piece of pancake his Vega in the face. "Uh!" she screamed. Pancakes and laughter began flying everywhere. It was like world war three... but with.. pancakes.