Sapphires POV:

I wake up feeling a heavy weight on top of my leg. I look to see Scott almost hugging my leg as he sleeps. Jay and Lucy are wrapped around each other.

What happened last night? I look towards the TV to see a list of movies on the screen, did we really do a movie marathon? There's popcorn everywhere. Litterally, everywhere. I grab my phone to check the time, 6:20am. Why am I awake so early on a weekend?

I get up trying to not wake up Scott the best I can. When I his phone notifications. I see texts from Chris,

'Hey you staying out late?' 10:58pm

'Scott, I know you're probably still at Jays but Moms getting worried, you know what she's like. Text her to reassure her you're there.' 12:30am.

I reply back with, 'hey Scott fell asleep at mine, hope your mum didn't worry too much ~Sapph x'

I put his phone down and lightly shake Jay and Lucy.

"Guys get up. You can go back to sleep if you want just go back to sleep in your room so I can clean up." They mumble inaudible noises before slowly getting up and heading up the stairs bumping into various pieces of furniture on the way. I hold in a snicker.

Now to deal with Scott.

I lightly shake him to wake him up, "Scott, wake up. You can go home and sleep or you can go back to sleep upstairs if you like."

He mumbles something on the lines of "upstairs" before I grab him and push him towards the stairs as he sloppily moves his feet. By the tine we're at the top he's falling asleep again.

"We're almost there." I shove him towards my room - I took the guest room when I moved in but I dont mind. I open the door and usher him towards the bed. As soon as his leg touches the bed he collapses on to my bed fast asleep. I hold back a laugh as I take a picture and head out the room as quietly as possible.

I head downstairs and look around the popcorn covered room. Well then I better get this cleaned up.

It's 7:15 by the time I finish cleaning so I pack my dance bag and head to the studio. Before leaving I leave a 'gone to the studio' note on the fridge.

I arrive at the studio 40 minutes early... I have some serious time to kill.

I head into the office to check any notices when I see sticky note ponned to the notice board. I recognise that handwriting. It reads 'down the road room number 401. '

Well I guess I can't really hide from this conversation any longer.