HAPPY BIRTHDAY LEONARDO DICAPRIO! Yes it's his birthday, and he's 36. My friends and I had a marathon for him, which wound up just being cake with 2 of the 3 hours of Blood Diamond, with commercials, which was an awesome movie. Sorry for the giant delay people, homework, plus getting an iPod touch, plus YouTube obsession, plus rereading the 7th Harry Potter, equal little free time. I'm really sorry guys. So, here's the chapter, which is super long and pretty crappy in my opinion. Celebrate Leo's B-Day! Don't own Darkest Powers yet again and I apologize for the usual. Also, I was rushing the last parts of this so if anything doesn't make sense, I'm sorry.
"OH MY GOD!" Casey screamed, waking me up. It took me a few seconds to register the fact that I was still in the basement, lying against Derek on the couch. He'd Changed back around 3 and we decided to just sleep in the basement instead of risking anyone waking up while we were going upstairs. "Please tell me he has pants on!"
"What are- Of course he has pants on," I said, still a little dazed. "What time is it?"
"10:30," Casey said, uncovering her eyes and coming farther into the room. "We have to leave for our weekly shopping trip at 12, so I'm supposed to tell you guys. And we need to be finished by 7, so don't get obsessive over finding a perfect pair of shoes or any other shit."
"Okay…" Derek said, sitting up, making me do the same. "Why exactly do we have to be back by 7?"
"'Cause Titanic is on at 7," Casey said before running back up the stairs.
"She does not look like the kind of person who likes Titanic," Derek mumbled.
"Yeah, well you should have seen her three posters of Leonardo DiCaprio in the Titanic in her room." He looked down at me, shocked. "I know, and she hugged one."
"Okay… Creepy obsessive fan girl," he said, standing up and offering me a hand.
"I think so," I said, letting him pull me up. But instead of letting me go, he pulled me close to him and kissed me.
"And I can definitely get used to being able to do that any time," he said after drawing back, grinning.
"So could I, but I really don't think we should push our luck all that much for a while. Aunt Lauren could still change her mind at any time."
"Good point." Still, he kissed me again, a little longer this time. "That should hold me for a few hours." I elbowed him, just making him smile again, and headed back upstairs.
"Food or new clothes first?" I asked.
"Let's go for clothes, and a shower," he said, steering us to the stairs. Surprisingly, no one passed us on our way to our rooms, and the only evidence of anyone around were some explosion noises coming from the video game room. We both went our separate ways once we reached our rooms. I took a quick shower and put on some clothes, realizing I only had three outfits. I definitely needed this shopping trip. Then I headed across the hall to Derek's room, both hoping he was and wasn't still in towel. I knocked on the door and he opened it three seconds later, hair still wet and with pants on, but still no shirt.
"Hey," he said, opening the door wider to let me in. I did and went to sit on the desk. Derek went over to his backpack and picked up a shirt. He held it up. "Do you think I'm allowed to wear one if we have to leave the house?"
"I don't know, I kind of like it," I said, glancing at his beautiful chest. I looked back up at his face and grinned. "But yeah, I think you could wear a shirt." He pulled it on.
"Okay," he said. "Can we go eat now?" I sighed.
"Always the hungry one," I said, smiling up at him. "Sure." We left his room and went down the first flight of stairs, running into Tori on the second floor.
"Hey guys!" she said happily. "Am I the only one excited for this shopping trip?"
"Excited, yes. Happy to finally be going on a real one, no," I said. "I need this big time."
"Thank you Chloe," Tori said, following us downstairs. She started talking about all the things she was going to get, and I tuned her out, not really caring. Derek looked relieved when we go to the kitchen, where there was food and Claire, Kit, Aunt Lauren, and Julie.
"Oh good, you're up," Kit said, looking up from his newspaper. I saw Aunt Lauren glance at my hand, which was holding Derek's, before looking away quickly. "There's doughnuts on the counter."
"I like doughnuts," Derek said, wandering towards the three boxes Kit had pointed to.
"Chloe, Tori," Claire said. "We're giving you each $200 for clothes. There's a mall that has pretty much any store you want a couple minutes away, so you can go and get whatever you want, as long as you stay with one of our kids. They all have phones so we can make sure you're all okay."
"Speaking of phones," Aunt Lauren said. "I'm going to get some for the rest of you."
"Aunt Lauren-" I began but she but me off.
"Chloe, it's fine. You're going to need them, whether it's just something like this or a serious problem. But you can only use them for talking to someone who is currently at this house." She looked warningly at Tori.
"What?" she said. "Just because I'm the only one who had a real life doesn't mean that I'm going to go around texting all my old friends. I know we can't risk anything like that."
"Thanks Tori," I said sarcastically. She looked at me.
"What? Like you spent five hours a day texting. I did."
"No, I spent like an hour texting and the rest of the day watching movies."
"Well that's just great for you."
"Hey Tori," Derek said. She looked over at him. "Shut the hell up." She glared at him before grabbing a doughnut and taking a huge bite.
"Anyway," Kit said. "Just make sure you guys get a good backpack or something, and don't buy more than you can fit in that bag. You'll be living out of it again once we leave here."
"That's a happy thought," I said, picking up a doughnut of my own. I finished a second then told everyone I was going to go finish Mockingjay and went back to the basement. After a couple minutes, Derek came down and joined me on the couch.
"No offense Der," I said. "But I'm not talking until I finish this book."
"Fine with me," he said, picking up the necromancer book he had yesterday. We sat and read silently for like 30 minutes until I started crying and Derek looked up, worried.
"I hate this book," I said in response to his look. He nodded and went back to reading. (Spoiler! Don't read if you haven't read Mockingjay! For anyone who's wondering, she was crying at the part where they told you Annie had Finnick's kid. I almost started sobbing then and had to restrain myself from throwing the book then! I loved Finnick! It was all Peeta's fault he died. Spoiler over.)
I finished the book a few minutes later and went to go find Casey. I saw that it was 11:42, so we had 15 minutes. I found Casey exactly the same way I had left her last night, lying half on half off her bed with at book. James was also there, playing with a weird beeping thing.
"What's that?" I asked, sitting on her desk.
"I don't know," James said, pressing buttons rapidly. "Something Charlie found somewhere. You move fishies around. Although I have no idea what the fishies are supposed to do." There was a dying like noise and James swore. "Apparently not touch the purple pizza thing though."
"Okay then…" I said, turning to Casey and holding out the book. "Finished." She looked up and yelled "AAAAHHHH!" She jumped off her bed and took the book, looked at it for any damage, and then threw it on the ground. Then she looked back at me. "You did hate it right?"
"Not the whole book itself, just the ending. It was so stupid! Almost everyone died and then nothing was explained…" We started a really enthusiastic conversation about the book, which was mostly Casey yelling at me why I shouldn't like Peeta, lasting until Claire called us down to leave. Even on the way downstairs, Casey was still saying how Peeta was stupid.
"Seriously, he's too nice! I will admit that in the first two books I couldn't hate him, when he pulled out that locket in the second Games, I was just like 'AWW.' But that was the last aww part involving him. He's just a stupid, brainwashed, legless, bread boy who should just drown in a lake twice, then that lake should be bombed 23 times."
"Why does he have to die?" I asked. "I don't want Gale to die."
"Yeah but everyone likes Gale. I hate Peeta. So therefore, he should drown in a lake twice and-"
"Yeah I got that part," I said quickly before she could start ranting again. She and James led the way to the garage, where three cars, the van Kit had gotten from somewhere, a Town and Country mini-van, a Nissan Cube. (I love mini-vans, even if they usually are for just families with little kids. They have everything and are comfortable! Ours just died and we had to get rid of it, so now we're stuck with the giant Expedition, with the back seat that nobody can sit in without getting car sick or being practically in the fetal position. And I love the Cube!) Everyone was already outside, Miles in the driver's seat of the Cube and Charlie with shotgun.
"Nose goes for the Cube!" Casey shouted, immediately touching her nose. James was next followed by Derek, who didn't seem to get what he was volunteering for.
"Damn," Simon said, lowering his hand. "I call riding back in it."
"No we're keeping the same seating arrangements," Claire said. "We don't want any power duels in the parking lot."
"So not fair," Simon muttered before going into Kit's van. I wound up being in the mini-van with Claire, Frank, and Tori. During the 20 minute ride, Tori told me again what she was going to get, and I tuned her out yet again. Instead, I thought about what I needed, so I could be done as soon as possible, I always hated clothes shopping.
We parked the cars side by side by side towards the back of the parking lot, it was pretty packed. When we got out, Claire gave each of us our money, the house kids only got $75, and we started walking towards the mall. Derek caught up to me soon after.
"Never get yourself stuck in a car with James, Charlie, Casey, and Miles," he muttered, taking my hand.
"How bad was it?"
"They started singing within two minutes. And then didn't shut up until we pulled in that spot."
"Aw, poor you," I said sarcastically as we walked inside. The adults split apart from the rest of us as soon as we walked through the door. Tori suggested that we go to the sports store first to get some nice backpacks and then stuff all our stuff in there to make sure it all fits. James led us to a Dick's and to the backpack section towards the back of the first floor. He, and Casey went to go look at camping stuff while the rest of us started looking. All of us except Tori found something pretty quickly, me with a blue "technical pack," Simon with a bright orange JanSport, very inconspicuous, and Derek with a plain black Colombia. Charlie and Julie had to help Tori find just the perfect one, and 20 minutes later, she had a pink and gray North Face. We paid for our packs, found Casey and James hiding in a tent, and then left Dick's.
"Okay," Julie said. "I'm guessing the guys don't want to go on our extensive shopping trip, so bye."
"Yeah bye," Casey said, immediately following the guys.
"She's shopping with them?" Tori asked, astonished.
"She hates shopping, with a passion," Julie said, walking towards an escalator. "So she usually goes with the guys just to be done quicker."
"Well that's stupid," Tori said.
"Makes sense to me," I muttered at I stepped onto the escalator behind her.
Three hours later, I had two pairs of jeans, a few pairs of shorts, some real PJs, a bunch of shirts, a bathing suit for the lake, a jacket, and a new pair of gym shoes. (Yes I know it is a weird selection of clothes but it's like May or something so it's not too hot for jeans and like just warm enough to swim. Pretend.) I had all that stuff within an hour, but Tori was being really stubborn, and would only buy what she thought was perfect. We were now following Julie to the food court, where Casey and the guys had apparently been for a hour.
"Hey!" Charlie shouted from across the food court when we came into sight, waving his arms and jumping up and down. "Hey guys we're over here!" Pretty much everyone in the room was staring at him or us.
"Does he always do that?" I asked Julie.
"Yep," she said, looking down as we walked over to where they were sitting. "Charlie doesn't care what people think about him, which I congratulate him on, but he expects everyone else to feel the same, so he does stuff like this every time we're out in public."
"Well I'm sorry then," I said as we reached the guys. Casey, James, and Charlie were sitting at one table with some McDonald's toys while Derek and Simon sat at the one next to them, looking bored. I immediately went and sat next to Derek, Tori and Julie following me.
"So not fun," I muttered.
"I know what you mean," he said. "But then try sitting at a table for an hour watching people play with kid toys."
"You could have done something with Simon."
"Hm… Never thought of that."
"You are a really stupid genius you know."
"Aw thanks."
"Okay, that's getting really annoying," Tori said. "What are we doing now?"
"Getting Mrs. Fields cookies," Casey said, jumping up from her seat. "Come on, get up!"
"What about all these bags?" Tori asked, looking at her huge pile.
"Carry them, build up some muscle," she said. When she saw Tori's glare, she added, "Okay fine, I'll call Miles and tell him to meet us at the cookies to put stuff in the cars. Happy?"
"Yes," Tori said, standing up. Casey led the way across the mall to the Mrs. Fields shop and we all got some cookies. Miles showed up a minute later. Casey handed him a bag of snicker doodles and we went back out to the parking lot. Since Kit's van had the biggest trunk, we stuffed everything in there.
"Miles can you take us somewhere?" Casey asked, leaning against the trunk door.
"Where would you want to go that isn't in the mall?" Tori asked.
"Oh I don't know," she said sarcastically. "Maybe a movie theater, or laser tag."
"I like laser tag," Simon said, perking up. He turned to Miles. "Can you take us to a laser tag place?"
"There won't be enough room in any of the cars."
"Yeah there will," Casey said. "If we take the van, me, Julie, Tori, and Chloe can fit in one row. Or I could just sit on James."
"Or I could drive another car," James said.
"NO!" Charlie, Casey, Julie, and Miles all yelled simultaneously.
"Oh come on, It was just that one time I got a little close the lake."
"Are you kidding?" Charlie said. "You had two wheels in the water, when the road was 20 feet away from it!"
"Okay I'm not going in a car with James driving," I said quickly.
"I second that," Simon said. Miles turned to him.
"Will your dad be okay if we take his van?" he asked. Simon nodded and Miles sighed. "Fine, I'll take you guys laser tagging. But someone has to go give my keys to Frank."
"I'll do it!" James yelled, making some people in the next row look over. Miles tossed him the keys and he started running back to the mall.
"Alright kiddies," Miles said. "Pile in."
"You know I really hate it when you call me a kid," Casey said, opening the car door.
"Yeah well I'm twice your age," he said, going around to the driver's side. "So that's to firetrucken bad."
"You are not allowed to use Ian and Anthony's substitute swear words," Casey said, jumping into the car.
"Who are Ian and Anthony?" Derek muttered as we followed Casey into the van.
"No idea," I whispered before asking Casey as I followed her to the back row.
"Only the most hilarious people on YouTube!" she yelled. "They make all these awesome videos that are just hilarious. And Anthony made some Twilight Pokémon cards that are simply smoshing." (Yes it is supposed to smoshing, because together they made up Smosh. Go look them up guys, I guarantee you will laugh.)
"They also have a drunk guinea pig," Charlie said. "And he's British!"
"Plus their both hot," Julie said.
"Yeah I'd buy the sexy Anthony calendar except I think James would be pissed," Casey said. (They actually have one! The pictures were all from his Playgirl shoot, which is saying how hot he is. And the fact that Ian thought he would quit Smosh because of the shoot, best April Fool's joke ever!)
"What would I be pissed about?" James said, running up to the car.
"Nothing!" Casey said quickly.
"That was fast," Julie said, obviously trying to cover for her.
"Yeah 'cause I have super awesome ninja speed combined with super awesome werewolf awesomeness," he said as he sat next Simon in the second row, turning around to look at Casey. "So what are we talking about?"
"Smosh," she said.
"Ah," he said before using a southern accent. "Son of a Beiber!"
"Did you say Beiber?" Tori asked as she tried to squeeze onto the back row with me, Julie, and Casey.
"No, Billy Jean said Beiber!" James shouted. "Now drive Miles!"
Miles started the car and drove away from the mall while Casey continued babbling about the Ian and Anthony guys. When we arrived at the laser tag place, Charlie was singing a song one of the guys had apparently made up about an Amish Man. (The funniest firetrucken song ever!)
"Okay Charlie," Miles said, pulling into a spot in the almost empty parking lot. "As much as I love hearing your little British voice sing, we're here, so shut up."
"Oh that's another thing about them!" Casey cried, taking an iPod touch from her back pocket. She touched it a few times before it said "Shut up!" really loudly. "This is the intro to all their videos!"
"Uh that's-" Derek began but was cut off by the "Shut up!" He tried to continue but the thing did it again and again. Finally he just yelled, "Make that fucking thing shut up!" through several "Shut up!"s.
"Fine mister cranky pants," Casey said, turning of her iPod. "Can we go in now?"
"Yeah hop out ya p-" Miles said but Casey screamed "If you say poofs I will kill you!" and he shut up. We then all got out and headed inside. The place was apparently also an arcade and pizza place, and there was only one group sitting at a table and a couple screaming kids in the arcade. Miles led the way to the back of the building, which was all black lights.
"Anyone have money left?" Miles said, searching his pockets as we waited for someone to come to the counter.
"Miles!" Casey yelled, glaring at him. "Do you seriously not have any money?"
"No I do," he said, pulling out a couple 20's from his back pocket. "I'm just not paying for someone who has money."
"Cheepo," Charlie said, pulling out cash from his back pocket as well. "Are we doing half hour or full hour?"
"Please do an hour," someone said. I looked up and saw a girl about our age coming around a corner and stepping behind the counter. "There's been no one here all day and it's really fun to watch you guys play."
"Lucy!" Charlie said, walking around to hug the girl. "Well my day just got 40 times better. How've you been?"
"Fine," Lucy said as Charlie released her. "Although I've been pretty bored. The only thing I've been doing is watching charlieissocoollike (For those of you who don't know him, he's a video blogger on YouTube whose name is Charlie and he's British. And no, my Charlie is based on Charlie Pace from Lost, not Charlie McDonnell) videos and catching up of my TDWT. Speaking of TDWT, Casey! How far have you gotten?"
"I was too annoyed waiting for Heather and Alejandro to make out so I wound up finishing the whole season last night," Casey said, practically jumping up and down. "I was up until 4! What about you?" (apparently they already aired the whole season in Canada so they have each episode split in two available on YouTube. I did wind up staying up all night watching it too when I found them!)
"Finished too!" Lucy yelled. "It was so stupid! Heather was such a bitch to Al it wasn't even funny. I just wanted to through her in that lava!"
"Oh my God I know! Seriously though, she is a damn good liar."
"Okay enough about Total Drama Whatever!" Charlie said, clearly annoyed.
"Sorry," Lucy said. "So how long do you guys want to go for?"
"Uh…" Charlie said, flipping through his money. "I only got 13 bucks. Miles?"
"I ain't paying for your extra time buddy," Miles said. "Anyone not have $12?" Everyone did.
"Okay," Lucy said. "How about you guys do an hour and I let you have the second half free. It's only six bucks difference anyway and no one's going to come in."
"Thanks Luce!" Charlie said, hugging her again. "Okay, code names. I'm The Flash as always."
"Yeah I know," she said, turning to the computer and typing it in. She then looked back at us. "Okay who's- Who are those people?"
"Oh, duh," Casey said. "These are some friends that are staying with us for a couple weeks. Guys this is Lucy, mine and Charlie's only friend our age here."
"Hi," Simon said. "I'm Simon. And that's Tori, my brother Derek, and Chloe." Tori and I said hi, Derek nodded.
"Nice tah meet ya," Lucy said, turning back to the computer. "So back to code names."
We got split up into three teams. I was on the red team as Lobster Face (Casey's idea [Smosh joke]) with Miles, who was Rambo Turtle, and Simon, who was WWBGD (What would Bear Grylls do). The blue team was Julie, as Her-min-one, James, as I'm a Belieber, and Tori, as Queen Beeeeeeeeep (Simon blurted it out before she could say anything). Then the green team was Derek, who wouldn't pick a name so Casey just said Yourself, Casey, as Sun Kim, and Charlie, who was The Flash. We paid and Lucy led us into the "briefing room" where she turned on a video that explained how to play, during which everyone besides me and Derek, who had never played, were playing with the black lights. After the video, we got our fancy vests with the guns attached to them on and headed into the arena.
There were a bunch of weird pillar things everywhere that you were supposed to hide behind, as well as a ramp that led up to some walkways and a second level above us. We all stood in front of this screen that had all our names on it as Lucy began flipping switches.
"This is just like Alien vs Predator," Simon said, looking around. Just after he spoke, blaring music started and our vests made a beepy noise and vibrated. (This is all based from my experience with laser tagging, so if yours is different, pretend it isn't.) Then Lucy said we got ten seconds to spread out before she let us start shooting each other and we all bolted. I ran towards the back of the first level, where I hid between this panel with a shooting hole in it and the wall. Then the vests buzzed again and said "Shields down," which meant we could start.
Almost immediately James walked past my panel humming the Mission Impossible theme really loudly. I aimed at his back and shot, surprised when my vest said "Nice hit!" The rest of that first game I just stayed in my little spot, shooting anyone not on my team who came near me and only getting shot once from a walkway. My team got first, with Miles getting the majority of our points.
After another 9 games of running around, hiding behind things, and wearing a really heavy vest, we were all exhausted and practically soaked in sweat. The building was really hot so we just left and went back to the house, with all the windows down.
"Anyone want to go swimming now that you guys have suits?" Julie asked as we got out of the car at the house.
"Yes!" Tori said enthusiastically. We all agreed to go swimming because we were all still boiling hot. I grabbed my one huge bag and headed upstairs with Derek.
"Well that was fun," I said.
"What?" Derek asked. "The shopping or the laser tag?"
"Laser tag, shopping was terrible. Remind me never to go shopping with Tori again."
"Well you should have seen Charlie, I would never guess a straight guy could be so obsessed with clothes."
"Hey that's not nice," I said, elbowing him as we got to our rooms.
"Well it's true," he said, turning to look down at me.
"Doesn't mean you have to say it. So, we should probably change now."
"Yeah, should," he said, leaning down to kiss me. I was just bringing my arms up to put around his neck when I heard stifled laughter down the hall. Derek and I broke apart and looked down the hallway. Charlie was standing there, trying not to crack up.
"Okay," he said once he finally got control of himself. "I would say get a room, but you guys already have rooms, and you just decided to stand right outside of them and make out. That's pretty funny."
"Yeah that's great Charlie," I said, rolling my eyes and turning back to Derek. I kissed him again, earning another laugh from Charlie, before saying, "See you at the lake," and heading into my room with my bags.
I put my clothes away before changing into my new blue tankini. I grabbed one of the towels in my bathroom and went into the hall and saw Derek's door was open. I checked his room and saw he wasn't in there then headed downstairs. I found a snack sized bag of Lays and then started walking towards the dock.
Once I got there, I saw everyone besides Julie was already sitting on the dock. James was in the boat doing something and Tori looked like she was setting up the water skiing stuff. Charlie was sitting at the end of the dock, his feet dangling in boiling water, which I'm guessing he was causing.
"Thanks for waiting for me Der," I said as I walked up to Derek, who was leaning against the storage shed.
"Sorry," he said, looking down at me before looking at Charlie. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Warming up the water," he said, looking over his shoulder at us.
"I thought you were a sorcerer," Tori said, still messing with the ski stuff.
"Yeah, but also half fire half demon," he said. "Mum was a fire HD, and my dad is a sorcerer. I mostly got sorcerer powers, but I got lucky and wound up getting some pyro powers as well."
"Yeah, you lucky little dirt squirrel," Casey said, bouncing on an inflatable whale. "First you're British, then you got some cool wizard powers, then you get pyro powers too! And what do I have? I get to heal people and teleport."
"Wait, you can teleport?" Simon yelled, looking as astonished as I felt. As far as I knew, that wasn't normal for shamans.
"Oh yeah, did I forget to mention that?" Casey said. Simon, Tori, Derek, and I just stared at her. "I guess not… Okay, well yeah, I was in Genesis too and got upgraded from astral projecting to teleporting. Except I suck at it and usually only do it on accident."
"Okay… and why did you not think to mention this to any of us?" I asked.
"No reason really," she said before turning to Charlie. "Is it warm yet?"
"I don't know, jump in and see," Charlie said, taking his feet out of the water and standing up.
"Fine, but you're drying me off if it's still freezing," she said before running down the dock and doing a cannonball off the end. She popped out again after a few seconds. "Okay it's fine!"
"Who wants to race me on the water ski?" Charlie said, jumping on the red one.
"Me!" I yelled, running over to the blue one. Aunt Lauren and I had gone on a business trip with my dad once to Florida and had spent two whole days on jet skis.
"Okay, you see that willow tree over there?" he asked, pointing in the vague direction of a giant tree a few hundred yards down the beach.
"Yeah."
"Good, there's a weird post thing sticking out of the water right around there. Loop around that and come back to the dock," Charlie said as he started up the jet ski. I did the same and then same and we started the race. I beat him to the pole but skidded too much on the turn so he wound up winning.
"Rematch!" I said when he finished gloating. We wound up having several rematches, with me only winning the last one, I kept skidding too much.
"Okay, I'm good," I said, pulling up to the dock and getting off. Simon, Casey, Julie, and Derek were all in the storage shed while Tori, James, and Miles were already out on the lake water skiing. Charlie started flagging them down while I headed over to the shed.
"This one's good," Casey said, picking up a foam mat and throwing it out of the building.
"What are you guys doing?" I asked as I tried to find a way to get through the mess of things on the floor.
"We're getting stuff out to race on," Julie said, throwing a boogie board on top of the raft.
"That sounds fun, can I- what is that," I said, pointing at a big ball with a hole at the end.
"The giant hamster ball," Casey said, looking over to me. "It's awesome and fun."
"Derek can you bring that out?" I asked.
"Gladly," he said, easily picking it up and making his way out of the shed.
"Thanks," I said as he dropped it next to me. "You want to come in it with me?"
"Anything's better than racing rafts with them," he said, rolling the ball towards the lake.
"Oh thanks, I feel so loved," I said, following him. He kicked it into deep water and we waded in. It actually was warm, I guess Charlie's heating system worked for a long time. I immediately crawled through the small hole, fitting easily. Then Derek attempted to fit his broad shoulders through.
"Okay," he said after 20 seconds of struggling. "I'm stuck."
"Well this is just hilarious," I said, crawling back over to him. I grabbed his arm and started pulling. When that didn't work, I started pouring water over him to try to get him to slip out. Eventually, that worked and he came flying out of the hole, landing right on top of me.
"Thanks," he said, smiling before rolling off me. "So this is what a hamster feels like. I feel bad for those things if they're claustrophobic. No wonder they always crap in your hand." I laughed before sitting up.
"Let's roll," I said. Then I realized how lame that sounded and Derek started laughing. I splashed water at him. "Shut up."
"Sorry," he said, whipping water out of his eyes. He fell against one of the sides, making the thing roll over completely, throwing me against a side.
"That is fun!" I said, throwing myself against the side, but nothing happened. Derek weighed too much.
"Oh, sorry," he said, moving away from his side and pushing on mine. Us and the ball went spinning, making me hit Derek several times. I wound up landing half on top of him. Then we heard splashing outside and Charlie popped his head through the hole. "What the hell are you guys doing in here? Can you go an hour without making out?"
"Shut up Charlie!" Derek and I yelled, both of us blushing. I rolled off him and glared at Charlie. Then he was pushed aside as Casey climbed in.
"I will supervise them," she said. "And for the future guys, never make out without a magically locked door between you and Charlie."
"We weren't making out," I said, still blushing.
"I know, just warning you." Then Charlie climbed in and hurled himself against the inflatable wall. We all fell and landed in a huge dog pile.
"Now everyone push really hard against a side," Charlie said. "I want to see if we can go so fast we go upside down!" As dangerous as that seemed, I really wanted to try that also and agreed.
Turns out that actually is possible, if you have the help of how super strong werewolves and a sorcerer who can make people stick to the wall without the help of spinning. After being stuck to a plastic wall for five minutes, I got out of the ball. Everyone else followed me, apparently also dizzy. We went over to Julie, Simon, Miles, and Tori, who were all lying around on the water trampoline.
"What's up my buddies?" James said, pulling himself over the side of the trampoline.
"Trying to get a tan," Tori replied, lying flat on her stomach.
"Same," Julie said, tipping her head back to look at us.
"Discussing whether DC is better than Marvel," Miles said, glancing at Simon.
"And the answer is DC," Simon said.
"No fucking way Simon!" Casey yelled. "Marvel is awesome and has Hugh Jackman! And what does DC have? Men in creepy tights with dorky capes."
"I agree with Casey," I said. "Marvel has so many more good movies than DC does."
"Yeah!" James said, falling onto the trampoline. "I even have a Wolverine jacket. Cost me a year of vacuuming every room in the house, but it's awesome and the best jacket I've ever had."
"I love that jacket," Casey said, looking at James. "Anyway, speaking of movies, anyone want to play lemonade or popsicle?"
"What are those?" Derek asked. "Or do I even want to know?"
"Lemonade is when you say the first letter of every word in a movie/show's title and people try to guess it and popsicle is you say a movie quote and people have to guess what movie and character said it."
"Okay we are so playing this!" I said. "I'm awesome with movies!"
"Okay, but we're not doing the running part, I'm too lazy," Julie said.
"Fine," James said. "Everyone get in a circle. Then we'll just lunge for the person and who ever touches them first gets to guess." We all moved back so we were against the yellow wall around the edge. "Casey, you suggested it so you can go first."
"Wait, what are we playing?" Charlie asked as Casey made her way to the middle.
"Lemonade," she said. "C M if Y C. And it's a movie."
"Rating?" Miles asked.
"Pg-13." We all thought for a couple seconds before I remembered her Leonardo DiCaprio obsession and thought of his movies and launched myself across the trampoline.
"Catch Me if You Can," I said when I touched Casey's hand.
"Yes!" she said, getting up and jumping to take a seat next to James.
"Uh… Okay…" I said, thinking. "It's a movie. E."
"Oh thanks for the easy one Chloe," Simon said. "What's it rated?"
"Uh, I only saw it on TV, but I would guess PG-13."
"Okay… Who's in it?" Julie asked.
"Orlando Bloom."
"Damn it! I should know this!" Julie yelled. "Um… What's the significance of the title?"
"It's the setting basically," I said. There was a two second pause until Charlie yelled "OOOOOHHHHHHHHH!" and ran towards me. He skidded the last foot or so and touched my foot as he said "Elizabethtown!"
"Yep," I said, moving back to my old spot.
"What movie is that?" James asked. "And how did you see it Charlie?"
"It's about this shoe maker who makes a crappy shoe and costs his company a billion dollars and then his dad dies and he has to go to Elizabethtown to get him," Charlie said. "And it was the only thing on at 1:30 in the morning." (It really was the only thing on, and I was trying to type this. It actually is a good movie, but not my type.)
"Alright then, moving on," Julie said.
"Yeah. TV show, The W D." (The Walking Dead, which is awesome!)
We played lemonade for another 30 minutes or so before moving onto popsicle.
"One of my favorite movie quotes ever," Casey said. By then we had been playing popsicle for another 30ish minutes. "That's a nice stick." James, Simon, and I all dived at the same time. Simon got to Casey just a millisecond before James and I.
"Wolverine, Wolverine," he said.
"Correcto!" Casey said, rolling back to her spot.
"Okay…" Simon said, thinking. "Okay, 'I'll. Never. Let. Go. I'll. Nev-" Casey's scream cut him off as she ran across the trampoline.
"Rose, Titanic!" she yelled. Then she looked at her watch and cried "Shit! That's on in 20 minutes! Damn it!" Then she jumped into the water and sprint swam to the dock, running back to the house.
"Well," Tori said, following Casey's progress. "I guess we're going inside."
"Might as well," Miles said. "It's already 6:45. And I'm hungry, who wants Pizza Hut?"
We all agreed on Pizza Hut and went back inside. Just as I was passing the second level, Casey came running down and into the TV room. I got dressed and towel dried my hair. By the time I sat on the couch, it was 7:10 and there was a baseball game on.
"I thought Titanic was on," I said, looking at Casey, who was fuming and looked like she was about to throw something.
"It was supposed to be," she said through clenched teeth. "But nooooo, the stupid baseball game on TNT had to run late. Firetruck baseball!"
"Language Casey, language," Charlie said, coming into the room, dressed in a simple white tee shirt and sweats. "Claire's home."
"I said firetruck didn't I?" Casey asked, looking back at Charlie. "Did you hear what I just said?"
"You mean the 'Firetruck baseball!' Yeah, I think everyone heard that," he said, sitting down at the corner spot.
"Pizza!" Miles shouted from somewhere downstairs.
"Oooh, greasy deliciousness!" Charlie said happily, jumping off the couch and going back downstairs.
"Can you bring me up some?" Casey asked me. "I am not leaving this couch until Titanic starts."
"Sure, tell me when it does," I said, making my way to the stairs. I got to the kitchen and unsurprisingly, Derek was sitting at the island with half a pizza in front of him.
"No I'm not being a pig," he said when I glared at his huge portion. "Miles specifically ordered a full large pizza for me and James."
"If you say so," I said, grabbing my own pizza and a Pepsi before sitting down next to him. "You watching Titanic?"
"I think Casey will kill anyone who doesn't," Tori said, coming up behind us. "And I want to see if The Big Bad Wolf cries at the end."
"I've never actually seen more than 10 minutes of it," Derek said. "And I don't cry. I'm going to guess that you didn't though."
"Of course I didn't!" Tori yelled. "Just because the hot guy died doesn't automatically trigger tears in people. What about you Chloe?"
"I didn't… cry, maybe tear up a little," I said, remembering the one time I saw Titanic all the way through.
"Okay well don't this time," she said. "If Derek tries to comfort you or anything I will hurl."
"Shut up Tori," I said. I just took a bite of my pizza when Casey screamed, "IT'S ON!"
"Come on Wolf-Boy," Tori said, getting up. "I need to see if you can actually have human emotions." Sighing, Derek got up and grabbed his pizza box.
"You know," he said, watching Tori as she left the room. "I might actually like her if she quit calling me Wolf-Boy." I then got the biggest smile ever on my face and Derek gave me a weird look. "Why are you smiling like a creeper?" Then I started cracking up.
"SIMON!" I yelled, still laughing. "I WIN THE BET!"
So… likey, no likey? Please tell me my fanfic friends. I would really like some reviews. And the next person to respond to this author's note gets a shout out and a chapter about whatever they want! So respond to this guys! Just put "OM NOM NOM" into your review at some random point and state your chapter idea. The people who aren't first will probably still get their chapter, I'm running out of ideas. I want to know how many people actually read these things. Okay, so… there was a lot of things in this chapter, so I'll keep things to a minimum. Did anyone watch Titanic a few Fridays ago when there was a baseball game that cut in halfway through? That was so freaking terrible! I seriously started screaming and almost threw things at the TV! Smosh is completely awesome, I love them and so does everyone I know that has watched them. I'm officially voting Boxman for every election of any kind. Popsicle and lemonade are just the names my friends told us, I have no idea if anyone else calls them that, but I do. Harry Potter is coming out guys! And guess who gets to go to the midnight showing? Yes, me, and 8th grade sister, my freshman friend, and her 7th grade sister who is also my friend. We are being freaks and doing a skit to pass the time. Trust me, you don't want to know any more than that. I'm being forced to go to Paris during Thanksgiving break, which I know sounds bitchy and ungrateful but I HATE cities, except for Vegas and London, and don't want to go to France, no offense to anyone who lives there. Anyway, I won't be here for my free week, so I have no idea when I'll be able to update next. Until then my friends, goodbye!
