JAY-JAY POV
I woke up at midnight
Damn it.
My eyes were barely open, but I could already feel it — Keifer's arms wrapped around me like I was his emotional support pillow. He was hugging me like it was the end of the universe, like if he let go, gravity would stop working.
I groaned softly.
"Keifer, wake up."
Nothing.
Not even a twitch.
"Keifer," I said again, hitting his shoulder.
He made a low noise, half‑asleep, half‑annoyed.
"What?" he mumbled, and instead of letting go, he pulled me closer.
My face was basically in his chest now.
"Keifer, go to your room," I said, trying to push him off.
"I'm in my room," he muttered.
"No, you're in my room."
"Same thing."
"It is NOT the same thing," I hissed. "Keifer, get up. If anyone sees you were in my room then it will be the end of you."
He finally cracked one eye open, looked at me, and had the audacity — the AUDACITY — to smirk.
"Worth it," he whispered.
I stared at him like he'd lost his mind.
"Keifer, I'm serious."
He buried his face in my neck.
"I'm sleeping."
"You're going to die."
"Then I'll die here."
I shoved him again. "KEIFER."
He sighed dramatically, like I was the problem.
"Fine," he muttered, but he still didn't move.
I glared. "Get. Up."
He finally loosened his arms…
…but then he grabbed my waist again and pulled me back for one last squeeze.
"Five seconds," he whispered.
It was not five seconds.
It was five minutes of him refusing to let go, squeezing me like I was his emotional support plushie.
Then he finally sighed, rolled out of bed, and dragged himself to his room.
The door had barely closed behind him when—
BANG.
My door swung open.
Jare walked in like he paid rent.
"Jay, I'm sleeping here," he announced, flopping onto my bed like a dying whale.
"Jare, it's midnight," I said, staring at him like he was a hallucination.
"I don't care," he said, already stealing my blanket and making himself comfortable.
I sighed, too tired to fight him, and was just about to lie down when—
BANG. BANG.
Two more idiots entered.
Jace and Percy.
"Baby sistah, your room is bigger. I'm sleeping here," Percy said, flopping onto the other side of my bed like he owned the place.
"Ate, my room A.C is not working," Jace said, already crawling under my blanket like a parasite.
I stared at all three of them.
On my bed.
In my room.
At midnight.
Jare snoring.
Percy stretching like a cat.
Jace hugging my pillow.
I blinked slowly.
"Get. Out," I said.
No one moved.
I threw a pillow at Jare.
He didn't even flinch.
I threw another at Percy.
He used it as a headrest.
I threw the last one at Jace.
He hugged it tighter.
I stood there, arms crossed, contemplating every single life choice that led me to this exact moment.
I just sighed, crawled into the tiny sliver of mattress they left for me, and went to sleep again.
For about… two hours.
Because I woke up to:
someone's leg thrown over my legsomeone's arm across my stomachsomeone DROOLING on my shoulder
I blinked.
Slowly.
Then I turned my head.
Percy.
Drooling on me like a Saint Bernard.
My soul left my body.
"WHAT THE FUCK?!" I yelled, sitting up so fast Percy's head bounced.
Percy rolled off the bed like a log being pushed down a hill.
"GAH—!" he yelped as he hit the floor.
Jare, who had been sleeping peacefully, shot up like someone fired a gun.
He rolled off the bed too.
"WHAT HAPPENED?!" he screamed, hair sticking up like a terrified pineapple.
Jace woke up like there was a monster in the room—eyes wide, clutching the blanket, breathing like he just survived a horror movie.
"ATE?! WHAT WAS THAT?!" he shouted.
I pointed at Percy, horrified.
"He DROOLED on me!"
Percy sat up from the floor, wiping his mouth.
"It was an accident!"
"YOU WERE ON MY SHOULDER!"
"I WAS SLEEPING!"
"YOU WERE DROOLING!"
"I CAN'T CONTROL MY SALIVA WHEN I'M ASLEEP!"
Before I could even recover from the trauma of Percy's drool on my shoulder, my door swung open again.
Ci‑n walked in first, hair messy, eyes half‑open, looking like a gremlin who just woke up from hibernation.
Behind him? Section E. All of them. In my room.
"What happened?" Ci‑n asked, blinking at the chaos.
I pointed at Percy like I was reporting a crime.
"He drooled on me."
Ci‑n made a face. "Eww."
Percy sat up from the floor, offended. "Shut up, shorty."
Ci‑n gasped like Percy insulted his ancestors. "I'm not short—"
David pushed past them, rubbing his eyes.
"Shut up, it's too early in the morning for this."
I threw my hands up. "WHY IS EVERYONE IN MY ROOM?!"
Percy pointed at me. "Because you screamed like someone was murdering you!"
"I WAS BEING MURDERED!" I yelled. "BY HIS SALIVA!"
Ci‑n gagged. "Okay, ew, stop talking."
Jare, still on the floor, groaned. "Can we all go back to sleep?"
"No," Percy said. "Jay traumatized me."
"You traumatized ME!" I snapped.
David sighed again. "I swear, you people are allergic to peace."
His eyes scanned the chaos — Percy on the floor wiping drool, Jare looking traumatized, Jace clutching a pillow like it was a life raft, Section E crowding the doorway like spectators at a crime scene.
"What is happening here?" he asked, voice low, confused, and already annoyed.
I pointed at Percy immediately. "That idiot drooled on me."
Percy gasped. "It was ONE TIME—"
"Shut up," I snapped.
Keifer looked at me… then at Jace… then at Jare… then at Percy.
His expression slowly shifted from confusion
to disbelief
to pure judgment.
"Why are they here?" he asked, pointing at the three idiots like they were stray animals that wandered into the house.
I sighed, rubbing my face. "Well… they came to sleep in my room."
Keifer blinked.
Once.
Twice.
Then he looked at the bed — the blanket half on the floor, pillows everywhere, three boys scrambling like cockroaches when the lights turn on.
He looked back at me.
"You let them?" he asked, voice flat.
"I didn't LET them," I said. "They just… came in."
Jare raised a hand. "In our defense—"
"Shut up," Keifer and I said at the same time.
Percy pointed at Keifer. "Why are YOU here?"
Keifer didn't even blink.
"You can't let them sleep in your room from now on."
The room went silent.
Jare frowned. "Why?"
Keifer crossed his arms, glaring at all three of them like they were stray dogs trying to break into a palace.
"Because you guys are boys."
My brain short‑circuited.
OH.
MY.
GOD.
He's jealous.
HE'S JEALOUS OF MY OWN BROTHERS.
I stared at him, mouth open, brain screaming.
Keifer kept glaring at them like they were a threat to national security.
Percy raised a hand. "Uh… we're literally her brothers."
Keifer didn't look away. "Don't care."
Jare scoffed. "We're related to her."
"Still don't care."
Jace pointed at himself. "I'm twelve."
Keifer narrowed his eyes. "Old enough to take my spot."
The entire room exploded.
Ci‑n: "This is DELUSIONAL behavior."
David: "This is jealousy at its purest form."
Eman: "This is better than morning coffee."
"Keifer," I said slowly, "they're my brothers."
He finally looked at me.
And shrugged.
"I don't like sharing."
My heart did a full Olympic backflip.
Jare gagged. "EW."
Percy threw a pillow at him. "STOP BEING CUTE."
Jace hid under the blanket. "Ate, make him stop."
Keifer just smirked at me.
Before I could even process his jealousy, a new voice cut through the chaos.
"What is happening here? It's 7 in the morning," Grandpa said, standing in my doorway with the expression of a man who regretted every life choice that led him to this moment.
I straightened instantly. "Nothing."
Grandpa looked around the room.
Percy on the floor
Jare half‑asleep and confused
Jace clutching a pillow
Section E packed in the doorway like a crowd at a concert
Grandpa blinked slowly.
"…Right."
Then he sighed. "Well, get ready. You guys have school today."
Drew groaned dramatically. "We don't have our uniforms."
Grandma appeared behind Grandpa like she teleported.
"I got them for you guys. They should be in your room."
Every boy in the room froze.
Then—
"WHY?!"
"I WAS GONNA SKIP SCHOOL!"
"GRANDMA, WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?!"
"WE HAD A PLAN!"
"MY HEART—IT HURTS—"
"NOOOO—"
It was like watching a group of soldiers realize the war wasn't canceled.
Grandpa rubbed his temples. "You're all going. No excuses."
Percy pointed at Grandma dramatically. "You betrayed us."
Grandma smiled sweetly. "Eat breakfast."
Jare flopped back onto the floor. "I hate mornings."
Ci‑n muttered, "This is the worst timeline."
David sighed. "We're doomed."
Keifer looked at me, smirk returning.
"You're going too."
I groaned. "I WAS ALSO GONNA SKIP."
Grandpa raised an eyebrow. "Try it."
I shut up immediately.
Then everyone finally left my room, and I dragged myself out of bed to get ready for school. My shoulder still felt contaminated from Percy's drool, but whatever — trauma builds character.
We ate breakfast, the usual chaos but toned down because Grandpa was watching us like a hawk. After that, the drivers dropped us off at school.
Aries walked me all the way to the gate, acting like I was a toddler on her first day of kindergarten.
"Jay, if anything happens, call me," he said, kissing my forehead like the dramatic mother hen he is.
I rolled my eyes. "Aries, I'm literally just going to school."
He ignored me completely, grabbed Ella's hand, and walked off
I watched them go, shaking my head.
Then I turned around—
And immediately felt eyes on me.
Section E.
"Let's go," I said, already walking toward the building.
Keifer didn't even hesitate.
He reached out, grabbed my hand, and intertwined our fingers like it was the most natural thing in the world.
Section E behind us?
Losing their minds silently.
Ci‑n: "Hand‑holding at 7:30 AM is crazy."
Keifer ignored all of them and just kept walking, tugging me along like he owned me.
We went to class.
And it was boring.
As usual.
The teacher talked.
The clock ticked.
My brain melted.
Keifer kept tapping my hand under the desk like he was checking if I was still alive.
At one point, he leaned over and whispered, "You look like you're dying."
"I am dying," I whispered back.
He smirked. "I'll revive you later."
I stared at him.
Sir.
Please.
Not in math class.
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