The Gross, Lovey Dovey, I Want To Love You Sigh

chapter 6

I woke up feeling like I'd been hit with a frying pan upside the head, whatever that feels like. I walk into the kitchen and find the brat Making a PB and J on the kitchen counter. I'm behind her so she doesn't see me until I snatch it out of her hands. "bitch!!" she screaming and snatches it back from me, I'd already taken a bite out of it.

"I know you like sea food so see, food" I say and open my mouth and show her the chewed food. she gags and I start laughing. I choke of my food.

"yes, choke and die motherfucker" she says and leave me in the kitchen to die, streaming how I got gross boy mouth juices on her sandwich.

I choke again as I remember that I got boy mouth juices on my mouth and it wasn't particularly gross. I spit out the sandwich into the sink and turned on the tap. only demons like chunky peanut butter, only demons and the brat is most certainly a demon.

"oh my God you're so not straight" I choke again but this time on air.

"what?!" I scream before I put my mouth under the tap and gulped down water.

"you are so not straight" the brat says again. "'cause I heard from Sophie Cheng's sister, that you're the nineth person who's going to date Caleb Keller"

"we don't even go to the same school!!!!" I scream when I didn't feel like dying. "and stop saying I'm gay!!!!!!!!"

"I didn't say you were!!!!" she screams throwing her hands up in the air. I pick up the wooden spoon by the sink and point it at her

"I will shank you" I threaten.

"with a spoon. made of wood. you wanna shank me with a spoon made of wood" she places her hand on her forehead. "firstly, you don't know what a shank is..."

"I do too" I totally do not but I'm not going to say that.

"you don't. second, there's a literal knife on that table. if a murderer came into the house to kill you, you would have choosen the spoon and don't even argue with me on this one, you would have chosen the spoon" she walks up to takes the spoon from me and whips me hard on the arm.

"ouch!!!. why?!!" I scream.

"because you're an idiot. finally. if you are straight, which I'm highly, highly doubtful of, tell me dear brother, why are you still playing?" she asks me, pointing the spoon directly at my face.

"get that think out of my face" I reach for the spoon to move it out of my face and she whips my finger. "oww!!!. why would you do that?!!"

"because you're an idiot, I thought I've answered that already" she points the spoon at my chest next. "now, answer the damn questions." she punctuates each word with a hard poke to my chest.

"stop that" I say and lucky grab the spoon before she pokes me again. "and it's none of you business why I'm still playing" I turn to go upstairs but she grabs my arm and pulls me back. she glares at me for a full ten seconds before she says.

"there's some serum in my drawer, rub it under your eyes so you don't look like..... this" she stand on her toes and kisses my cheek. "I love you"

"I love you too brat" I engulf her in a hug and rather than hug me back, she grabs me and somehow flips me unto my back.

"call me a brat again and I'll hang you to the walls by your balls" she say and runs up the stairs "walls, balls. that rhymed" I hear her say before she giggled. I'm in shock as I remained on the floor, when did she get strong. "by the way, the game starts today, what are you going to do?"

"that the exact same question I'm asking myself, sister" I say as she leaves and I remain on the floor for the next five minutes thinking.

I hear the front door open and ten seconds later, "what the hell are you doing?" I hear mom ask.

"language, mom" I whisper for some reason.

"I'm an adult, I get to swear and I'm not going to be told not to by a child" she says and squats down and smiles down at me. "is this something teenagers do that I don't know about and if it is, why are you doing it?"

"are you implying something here, woman?" she flicks my forehead.

"I didn't mean why are you doing it like you're not a teenager and that you're old, I mean.... you know what, never mind, I'm too tired for this" she gestures twos me when she says this.

"I'm not old"

"I beg to defer. get off my floor" she rises to her full high. she gives me a once-over and sighes "I signed up for this, I chose to birth this" she gestures towards me again.

"oh I know I'm not 'this'" I say smugly

"sweetie, get off my floor" she says and throws a Snickers bar on my chest. "go get ready for school" she goes towards the stairs. I finally stood to my feet and opened the Snickers bar. "ugh, fat" she say with a fake disgusted face.

"I'm not fat" I said and started at my belly. "look it's flat"

"are you talking about your ass because it really is" she says and leaves me downstairs

"my ass isn't flat, I got cake!!!. I can even twerk!!!!!!!!" I scream after her and I can hear her laugh from wherever she is.

"did you just say you got cake?" I hear someone say behind me. I scream and grabbed the wooden spoon off the counter. yes, the knife was right beside it, yes, I saw the knife and yes, I grabbed the spoon. "what are you doing here?!!, I would have shanked you!!!"

"woah there, Alader Gerevich, point that thing else where" she looks behind me and eyes the knife. "you could have grabbed the knife, you know?"

"what I grab is not anyone's business!!!. and who on Earth is Alader Gerevich?!"

"he's a fencer, read a book or something" she yanks the spoon out of my hands.

"what makes you think I'd read a book about fencers?"

"there's this book, it's a comic, it's called fence and it's about these hot guys who fence" she said and in the back of my mind, I think 'id totally read that' . she looks at me and frowns.

"what?"

"you haven't showered yet, you smell like boy" she turns and heads for the stairs. "come on, you need to show so we can talk about the game" I walk behind her and I'm smiling because I love this girl and she makes me so happy.

I follow her up the stairs and watch her fall on my bed and lay there. "I'm gonna go shower, when I get out, I want breakfast"

"we can't get breakfast anymore because by the time you're done showering and picking out your outfit, it'll be way too late to get breakfast" I whimper. she sighs and let's out and over dramatic groan. "you're a child. find I'll get you breakfast"

Amber's point of view

by the time we walked into school, we were already late. we were on our way to class when I see Caleb Keller with Sophie Cheng standing by the water fountain talking instead of drinking. I look at Binky and he's frowning, it's not a normal from, it's an I don't like this person frown and it's directed at Sophie.

just then they see us staring and they turn to face us. Caleb waves at Vee and his frown blooms into the most pretty smile I've ever seen .

"hi.." binky whispers as he waves and I'm 95 percent sure that binky want to..... do stuff to Caleb and know for a fact that Caleb Keller wants to do.. that too.

"Binky were running late!" I snap.

"Binky?" Sophie says. I grab his arm and drag him along and while we're about to make a turn, I hear Caleb say

"bye, binky"

and you know what Vee does, you know what that lusting mess of teenage hormones does?!. he sighs - like the gross, lovey dovey, I want to love you sigh.

and I really can't help but wonder:

how the fuck does Vee still think he's straight!!