Chill Out.
Chapter 1.
Holy Shit!
It was a Saturday afternoon and I came home from work as usual at 11 o clock. I worked in my local restaurant 'Blue-Jays'. I like it there. I have good friends and the pay is really good. Well I think it is anyway. I work on Saturdays, Mondays and Thursdays from 4 till 11 and I get 60 dollars each day. I think that's unreal. I cycled home (I'm only 16 so I can't drive yet, can't wait till next year). We live near a tiny beach which is deserted. Just me and my dad. It's great. Of course we have a few neighbours. They're nice. Nobody knows about the beach which is great because I love the beach and it's practically all mine. I swim there like every day! I brought my bike around the back and came in the back door.
"Hey dad" I shouted randomly knowing he would hear me where ever he was. I went to the fridge and grabbed the bowl of grapes. Yum I love grapes (only the green ones of course). When I turned back around I saw some random guy standing in my kitchen with a bag in his hand, gloves on and a baseball hat. "Holy shit, get out, get out" I screamed while throwing grapes at him. I had nothing else okay? Then I saw my hockey stick and started running after him with it screaming while I was running. "Dad there's a creep in the house, HELP"
My dad came downstairs shouting at me. Wait me? What? Hello I'm chasing the thief away.
"Sam, stop! What are you doing?!"
"What? Dad! Hello, wake up, random guy in our house."
"He's not random sweetie, he's... Wait don't you know who he is?"... I didn't reply I was staring at the creep. My dad continued. "Hun, that's Taylor Lautner, from your favourite book, Twilight. He's going to be staying with us this summer."
"Why?" I was totally confused now. Yeah I love Twilight but not him. He's meant to be a real jerk. It's probably why he's here; to get away from all the media and stuff cause he's been a 'bad boy'.
"Well he needs a break from the media" dad replied. Bingo. I was right on target. "I have to go back upstairs and finish my work. Will you two try and get to know each other. Sam show Taylor to the guest room... Oh and you're going to have to share your bathroom with him."
WHAT! No way. Dad has a bathroom in his room and I have the main bathroom. We get along fantastic without sharing and now I have to share with the diva. Great. This is so unfair. Why doesn't he just go back where he came from?
My dad went upstairs and I turned to Taylor. I started out nicely. You know being welcoming and everything. "Hi, my name is Sam. Your room is this way."
"Sam? Isn't that a boy's name." Oh no, he didn't. Stay calm Sam.
"Yeah it is. My real name is Samantha. Sam, for short." He laughed. Asshole. Right he wants to play it this way fine. "Isn't Taylor a girl's name?" Yeah that shut him up.
"Whatever, will you just show me to my room already?" He is not giving me attitude in my own house. Who does he think he is? I can tell this is not going to be a good summer.
"Sure. Why not? Oh by the way we have mice so watch out." We don't really have mice but at least it's in his head now.
"If you're trying to scare me it's not going to work. Oh and thanks for attacking my by the way." Haha. I forgot about that. When I think back on it now, its fricking hilarious.
"Well could you blame me?" He looked at me blankly. "Hello! Strange-guy-in-my-house-wearing-a-hat, gloves and caring a bag."
"Hello" Now he's mocking me. "These gloves are in fashion and the hat, its sunny outside, and my clothes are in this bag."
"Right, whatever. Here's your room." I showed him threw the door.
"Are you serious? It's tiny! Can I have a look at the other guest room?" He looked at me seriously. He wasn't joking.
"Sorry the other guest room in the imaginary land is closed for the summer." I told him sarcastically. He glared at me and I just laughed and left closing the door behind me.
Wait a minute, there's a movie star in my house, staying for the summer and I don't care. I love Twilight. I guess it's because he's acting like such an ass. Well tomorrow should be supper fun. Ugh.