Being the younger brother

Excited I quickly got into bed, wondering who I'd wake up as. Morning came sooner than I'd expected and I rubbed my eyes, sitting up in bed. Or rather sitting up in a sleeping bag on the floor. I glanced around at the typical ten year old boy's room, wondering where I was. And why was I in a sleeping bag instead of bed? I rolled my eyes at how dumb I was being. Of course I was having a sleep over at my best friend's house - mom and dad were out of town and Zoe and Jon didn't want me under foot so had let me spend a few days over at Barry Meadows' place. Wait...wasn't that Mikey who'd had a sleep over? I shook my head, surprised I'd forgotten my own name. Of course it was Mikey who'd had a sleep over...I was Mikey!