Chapter 1:
"Oh please. You'd need three mountain dews, and a catheter to get that far in level 7. What? That doesn't count! A catheter is-"
"Benny! Please!" Ethan gestured towards Jane rather unsubtly. Jane looked at the two and shrugged. She resumed putting eye shadow on Ethan and humming a Hannah Montana song.
"Hey, I got to go Matt. A what? Really a girl? And you're home alone? Sweet dude!" Benny smiled then said goodbye to Matt. He threw the phone at Ethan.
"Thanks for hitting my personal area Benny. Really." Ethan said, rolling his eyes. Jane slapped him and told him to keep his eyes still. Benny snorted with only slightly suppressed laughter, then sat down on the floor in front of Ethan. He slathered some hot pink lipstick on Ethan's lips.
"Well, hello beautiful." Benny waggled his eyebrows. Ethan punched him lightly and scoffed.
"I'm going to get my jewelry ok? Don't move Ethan!" Jane gave Ethan a stern look, as stern as she could look in pigtails, and ran out the door. She half tripped on Benny's sleeping bag.
"Why do you let your sister do this to you dude?" Benny said. He held Ethan's chin in his hand and put mascara on his eyelashes.
"I broke her favorite doll. Or excuse me; you did when you pushed me on the floor." Ethan flicked Benny's forehead.
"You were gonna steal the last cookie!"
"It's not stealing if they're cookies you made yourself!" Ethan held his hands out, raised to the air in anger. Benny put his hand on Ethan's shoulder.
"I'm gonna need you to calm down, young lady." Ethan pushed Benny, who toppled over onto the floor. Benny attempted a kick at Ethan's stomach as he was going down, then he just stared up at the ceiling at the glow in the dark stars.
"You still have these?" He asked.
"How did you not notice? You sleep here all the time. My dad's starting to think you're a bum." Ethan's voice seemed incredibly loud in the still of the room. Ethan's parents left to go bowling and Sarah was out buying Chinese food for dinner. Her treat, as a thank you to Ethan for helping her study for mid terms.
"You know what would be so freaking funny?" Benny said looking at Ethan, who was blotting his lips, from the corner of his eye.
"If Sarah saw me like this?" Ethan spit out pieces of tissue.
"How did you-?"
"I know you." Benny smiled wickedly, stood up and reached for his phone, next to Ethan's hip.
"No!" Ethan yelled and grabbed Benny's wrist. Benny fell down on his back with the phone in his hand. He held it away from Ethan. Ethan fell on Benny's knee in a effort to get the phone, and cried out in pain while Benny just laughed.
"Just one picture Miss. Ethan. I'm your biggest fan."
They wrestled for the phone. Benny swung his knee around and knocked Ethan over. Ethan pulled Benny down with him and tried to grab the phone from him. His grip on Benny's wrist loosened and Benny fell back. He sat up and held the phone behind him.
"Benny you are such a butt hole. Give me the phone." Ethan sat up in front of Benny and reached for the phone.
"Tired?' Benny said, with a smirk. His dark hair was in his eyes, which shone mischievously. Ethan reached for it again which brought their faces closer than how they probably should've been.
"You jerk." Ethan said. He could feel Benny's breath on his lips.
They both looked at each other and for a moment their faces were serious. Benny looked away and gave Ethan his phone.
There was a light flush on Ethan's face as he stood up and straightened his out his shirt. They had just been playing around as usual, yet somehow he felt guilty.
"I'm gonna see whatever's taking Jane so long."
"Ok." Benny said stared at the carpet and counted the seconds ticking by on Ethan's guitar shaped clock. Anything to keep those thoughts that had flashed in his mind, away,