Under the rug story.
It was wet, cold, and Jay did not want to ruin his smexy hair before a concert. He had been walking around for half an hour trying to find zimy, alex, kyrie, and koras’ house, they had invited him over the Internet and now he was paying the price for trying to spend a nite at there house, though they were definitely worth it.
    He saw an abandoned house in which he saw shelter for his poor hair. Desperate he climbed the tall gate in skinny jean and walked up to the door of the house.
    He slowly opened the door, trying to be quiet in case any hobos lived in there.
    “Hello?” He called out, though only the echo of his voice was heard. He walked in and wandered a bit, there’s was creaking behind him and as he turned around the was a strange old man not to mention he was angry and holding up a chair.
    “Crap.” He ran as fast as he could away from the crazy old man, and when he thought he lost him he hid under the rug. It was a good thing non of the super cute girls he was supposed to meet were here this would be embarrassing.
    “GET OUTTA MY HOUSE WOMAN!” The old man yelled and Then jay saw just barely the old man hold up the chair, threateningly.
    “I am not a woman!” He scream, and blushed. ‘People these days, what I wouldn't give for a watermelon blow pop.’ He thought.
    Kyrie’s POV
    “This is boring!” I said for the umpteenth time. “I know he’s hot, but wasn’t he supposed to come for us?” I pouted. I hate the rain. I crossed my arms over my chest.
    “He probably got lost.” Kora one of my best friends stated, smiling at the thought of meeting THE Jay Von Monroe!
    “Oh it’s going to so be worth it.” Alex smiled.
    “But i’m tired!” I whined.
    “Do you thing he’s in... THAT house.” zimy, pointed at the old home.
    “Well we should probably go check i mean, we went two weeks ago before being chased out, so i’m sure he’d love to see us again.” I smiled. I LOVE getting in trouble.
    “Just a peek.” We said in union.
    Couple minutes later.
    “Isn’t this illegal?” Kora asked worried, As she was about to push the half of my body inside the house.
    “Well it’s a little to late now!” I scream, then covered my mouth hoping he didn't hear me.
    “Ok, ok... one... two...” They didn’t even get to three before they shoved me through the window.
    “Ow, what did i land on?” I asked myself, then looked down to see the cranky old man, that hated me, crushed underneath my body, with his wife, mrs. chair broken as well. “Oh damn!” I yelled, then the rug moved, and i screamed.
    Alex’s POV
    I heard a faint scream coming from the window.
    “Kyrie?” I yelled, no anwser.
    “Some one should go down and check on her...” Zimy stated. We all nodded
    “Not it!” Kora yelled.
    “Not it!” Zimy yelled after her, smiling.
    “Not... oh crap.” I sighed and before i knew it i was falling down two stories onto the dead old man.
    Couple hours later.
    “We saved jay!” Kyrie yelled exited.
    “I know!” We jumped upo and down holding to to jay’s hottness, when we reached the door to the outside Zimy and Kora were waiting for us.
    “JAY!” they sqealed, i smiled.
    Best day ever!
    “What do you kids think your doing?”
    We turned around to see two police men.
    “Crap.” We said in union