Secrets
*Andy's POV*
"Are you ready?" Jc yelled from down stairs.
"I'll be down in a minute," I shouted back.
I zipped up my suitcase and threw my backpack over my shoulder. This was going to be the longest drive of my life. Jc and I threw our suitcases in the trunk. I sat in the passenger's seat and he started the car.
He looked over at me.
"You'll be fine. It's only 2 hours this time," he said.
"It's already too much," I said. I'm Jc's cousin. My dad left us and my mom passed away in an accident. That left me living with Jc and his parents. He's moving to in with Sam, Ricky, Connor, and Kian and his parents said that I have to go along. Spending my summer with five guys isn't exactly what I planned on.
*Two Hours Later*
"Now remember, the guys aren't used to having a girl around, so go easy on 'em," he reminded me.
"I've survived living with you this long, I think I can handle it," I replied. He glared at me and then resumed unloading his car.
"Just for that you're carrying your own stuff," he said. He walked over to the front door and rang the bell. The door opened to a dopey-looking Kian.
"I picked up a hitchhiker on the way," Jc told him. I leaned over and elbowed Jc in the ribs. He glared at me.
"Do you need help with anything?" Kian asked.
"We could use some help unpacking," Jc said.
"SAM, RICKY!" Kian yelled. Sam came to the door with Ricky right behind him.
"You screamed?" Ricky asked.
"These two need some help unpacking. I'll unload the rest of the stuff in the car and you guys can help them organize their rooms," Kian said.
Sam grabbed my suitcase and headed upstairs. I followed. We entered a large room which had a dresser, it's own bathroom and a king sized bed.
"So, do you talk?" he asked.
"Nice to meet you too, I'm Andy," I said sarcastically.
"I'm Sam. So you and Jc are cousins, right?" he asked.
"Yeah, his parents made me go with him," I said.
"Did he already tell you that we have to share a room?" he asked.
"No, no he didn't. The next time I see him I'm going to give him a couple of bruises," I said. He chuckled.
We finished unpacking my suitcase and headed down stairs. Jc, and Kian were bringing in the last box of his stuff. Ricky was talking to Connor about where they would go for dinner.
"Hey Jc are you going to introduce us or not?" Connor asked.
"This is Andy, my cousin, Andy this is Kian, Ricky, Connor and Sam," he said.
*4 Hours Later*
It was nine o'clock at night. I changed into my blue sweatpants and gray tank top and brushed my teeth. I finally walked over to bed and flopped down.
"Hey! Trying to sleep over here!" Sam said. I took off my glasses and set them on my stand then I went to bed.
*Sam's POV*
It's hard to believe that Andy is Jc's cousin. She's not your typical girl that puts on makeup or wears dresses or is obsessed with Our 2nd Life. She was a different kind of girl. She didn't care that we were famous, she wasn't afraid to be herself. She wasn't self-conscious or shy. She saw us as equals and didn't put us on a pedestal. It was respectable. In other words I liked her, as a friend of course.
I rolled over and looked at her sleeping. She was thin but not too thin. She had a good sense of humor and she wasn't afraid of us. She could take care of herself. She would be a good friend. I finally decided to go to sleep.
*The Next Day*
I woke up and looked over to see that it was nine in the morning. I looked over to my right to find no Andy. I sat up and went over today's video. I got up and picked out a gray and black striped tank top and blue basketball shorts. I headed over to the bathroom and opened the door to find Andy brushing her golden-blonde hair. She was wearing black framed glasses. She looked up at me and then looked away and set her glasses on the counter.
"If we're going to share a bathroom I'll have to teach you how to knock," she said. I smiled. Her smart remarks were really... smart. She was wearing an orange short-sleeved crop top with a pineapple on it and navy basketball shorts with silver combat boots. She looked like she had lived here all her life.
"Are you almost done?" I asked.
"I wouldn't want you to run around in your boxers all day," she said. Andy walked out and closed the door behind her. She didn't bother putting her glasses back in the case so I put them away for her. I changed and hurried down stairs. Andy was making some French toast.
"Mind if I have some too?" I asked.
"Yeah, whatever," she said. There where already nine or ten pieces of toast on the plate. I grabbed a few pieces and some syrup and sat down on the couch to watch TV. Kian and Ricky came down the stairs.
"Hey, what's cookin'?" Ricky asked.
"You had better find out before it stars coolin'," she said. Ricky and Kian grabbed some toast and sat beside me. Connor came down and grabbed some too. He sat on the chair. Jc was the last one up.
"I didn't know you cooked, Andy," he said. He grabbed some toast and sat on the couch with us. Andy finally turned off the stove and wiped down the counter. Then she grabbed some toast for herself and put the leftovers in the freezer.
"What's in this? It's the best thing I've ever tasted!" Ricky asked.
"Thanks. It's my mom's recipe," she replied, her voice shaking on the last bit. Everyone sat in silence until we were done eating. Then everyone put their dishes in the sink and went back to their rooms to get on their computers. Andy just sat there like she was frozen. I put my plate in the sink and walked over to her.
"Are you okay?" I asked. She looked up for a second then got up and headed towards the kitchen. I stopped her.
"Are you going to answer me or not?" I asked again. She tried to get past me but I blocked her. She ducked under my arm and pushed me backwards then she ran to the kitchen to put her plate away then headed for our room. She managed to get in before I could reach her.
I opened the door and she was laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling like she was stone.
"What was that?" I asked.
"My dad told me that crying shows weakness so this is what I do instead," she replied.
"Why?" I asked. She stood up and walked over to me. She was less then three inches away from me. I wanted to be closer to her but I knew that I couldn't. She looked me straight in the eye.
"Crying is my greatest weakness and I have overcome it. I'm not weak anymore," she said. I placed my hands on her shoulders and pulled her to my chest.
"You cant do this forever," I said. I pushed her back again. She bit her lip and looked up at me.
"Promise you won't tell them?" she asked.
"Of course not," I said. She collapsed onto the bed. I rushed over to her to make sure she was alright. A single tear streamed down her face leaving a wet trail behind it. I laid down beside her and held her hand to my chest.