I'd only been back to the McGowen's house for a couple of days, and I was all ready on the rocks. The boys were no longer freezing me out, that's a good thing. In fact they seem to be enjoying me. However some of the older boys are treating my like eye candy, not such a good thing. I think Evan keeps trying to look down my shirt, what happened to Hailey? And Finn has been acting weird around me, we're in a very awkward stage right now. I've found myself most comfortable around Sean and Doug lately, the two people who I would have never thought I would enjoy being around for a couple more weeks. I still like to talk to Miller, but him and Aimee are going out now, and it's sort of awkward when I'm around.
Sean and I went and bought me a bike from the junk yard! I've passed my test for my motorcycle license, and Sean and I go for rides almost daily. I love having Sean as an older brother. Mostly because I know he loves me like a sister, nothing more nothing less, and because he's helping me get parts for my bike. It looks like shit right now, but under Sean and I's supervision, it's going to turn into a real beauty.
Regina and John have loosened up on the rules a little bit, and I've been to a couple parties recently. The guys and I always play games in the yard, and every time they all argue that I should be on the skins teams. The older boys have taught the younger ones how to beg with the puppy eyes, but there's no way I'm going to play skins anywhere near them. They haven't even seen my in a swim suit.... yet. I attempted to teach the boys soccer, but they're only interested in tackling people, and my ball was quickly deflated. I decided to stick with their version of ultimate instead.
Now that you're up to speed on my life, I'll let you in on a secret. Finn has been painting even more picture of me recently. Not just his weird, never finished paintings, but his gorgeous, fully detailed, totally glamourous pictures. Every time I come into the tool shed, his face darkens into a cute pink blush and he quickly swaps out whatever he's been working on with a clean canvas. (I have yet to sneak into the shed and see what it is). It might just be me, but ever since Regina and John lifted the no touching Megan rule, Finn's been sitting closer to me, accidentally brushing his hand with mine when reaching for his fork at dinner. And each time I wait for him to kiss me, or to turn red and mumble sorry, but all I get is the cutest smile that lights up his whole face. What am I supposed to do about him?
I've just gotten home from soccer practice and my whole body is exhausted. I accidentally slam the screen porch door and cover my ears when I hear the whoops and booyahs coming from the basement. I grudgingly climb the stairs to my room to start my homework, and guess what I find? My bedroom door is slightly ajar. Which I find weird because I know I locked it before I left for school this morning. I duck my head inside of the door, scared about what I might find, and my whole body freezes. I notice three things all at once, (1) the window blinds are no where to be seen, (2) the breeze coming from my window feels really good, and (3) someone hung a huge painting of something on my wall. Normally my mind would jump straight to Finn, except this looks like a little kid drew it. It was adorable! It had a big person with long hair (me I guess) and two small people with spiky hair (Caleb and Ian maybe?) and we were all playing soccer. Below someone had written, "Megan thanks for being our sister and thanks for teaching us how to play socer. All the girlz in our classe gave us kissess becauze of our awsom playin skilz." At first it was hard for me to decipher, but then a huge grin came across my face and I barreled down the stairs into the basement.
Ian was watching tv on Evan's lap and Caleb was playing with his remote control car but I didn't care. I scoped both of them up and snuggled them into a bean bag. We were a mass of arms and legs. I was tickling their feet and stomachs and they were both laughing like mad hiyenas. Finn, Evan, Miller, and Doug were all looking at me like I had lost it. I turned my back to the two "twits" as Doug called them and proceeded to stare the four older boys down. About two seconds later Ian and Caleb had knocked me to the floor and we were once against wrestling and trying to tickle each other to death.
"Would you guys stop acting like idiots for about twenty seconds please?", Evan asked in his super-annoyed voice.
I winked at the two younger boys and said, "Oh Evan, are you jealous that your brothers actually, gulp, like me?" Behind my back I motioned for the twits to run and tackle Evan. They both knew better than to do that, but they were also extremely riled up thanks to me.
"Are you going to tell me what all of that was about?", Evan said.
"Do I need to?" I replied.
"Well, I was sorta wondering the same thing, yo", Doug added in his gangsta voice.
"I'm just extremely happy. Soccer practice was great today", no way in hell was I going to tell them that I was overjoyed with their little brothers artwork.
The two youngsters saved me from having to explain myself further when they tackled Evan. While the other brothers took sides I quietly headed up the stairs to get my homework done. It was a comforting fact to know where all seven of the McGowen boys were.