Recap: Blake came again and this time I was expecting him.
I lay in bed, watching the balcony intently. The rays from the moon the only source of light. This time he made more noise as he tried to climb over. I stifled a laugh when he walked straight into the French doors. How did he not see that? He passed through it the day before. Finally, he opened the door and simultaneously my hands pushed the switch right beside my bed, illuminating the room and sending all the lights straight to his face. He looked so shocked for a second, and the next, he fell flat to the floor. This time my laughter was not contained, as I laughed aloud not really minding my parents, who were on the other side of the house. I finally stopped laughing and I wiped the tears at the corner of my eyes on the sleeves of my pyjamas.
"Well, I'm glad you had a field day laughing at me," he remarked sarcastically. I snorted,
"I'm also glad you are having fun at the expense of your boyfriend's butt."