Voices were far and fuzzy, but I could hear the bickering and yelling. I could also hear laughing, but the mistakeable klatschen, smack on the face I could feel easily.
"Hey." Smack, smack, smack. "Wakey wakey." It was a girls voice. Not my mothers. Grams? Oh, god I was dead. Dad is going to be pissed! Crap!
"Edward? Hey, Buddy!" Smack, smack, smack.
I groaned and opened my eyes, squinting through the painful light.
"There he is."
I came face to face with the biggest, most freaking beautiful brown eyes I had ever seen. "What the hell?" I asked.
Not surprisingly, a bellous, tinkering laugh filtered through...
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