Silly Little Boys
Chapter Four
All character rights to Stephenie Meyer-
Rated M for language.
Edward's POV
A few weeks had passed since the day that my brothers and I had decided to try and scare the three exchange students (Rosalie, Alice and Isabelle. No, Isabella) far away from our home, and, to be perfectly honest- we kind of forgot about it. I got caught up in football training and the odd exam here and there, Jasper had a part-time job at the local fishing store that he spent most of his time at, and Emmett…well, I guess he spent most of his time scratching his balls. Lazy bugger.
And now here we are, the two days before the girls arrive, and sitting in the exact same spots as the moment we decided to pull off this 'master plan', as if we hadn't moved at all.
"We could put frogs in their pockets?" Emmett suggested after a long conversation about how the hell we were going to deal with these intruders.
I snorted loudly and shook my head, watching his face turn pink.
"Been watching 'The Sound of Music', have you Emmy?" Jasper taunted, smirking wildly.
We burst into laughter while Emmett threw chips at us from the packet in his hand. Half a packet of chips later and we were wiping the tears from our eyes, Emmett frowning from his position of the couch.
"Okay then, let's hear your ideas!" He sulked.
I watched Jaspers' mouth twist to the side- his thinking face watching me hold the back of my neck thoughtfully.
"Well," Jasper started, leaning forward slightly and raising his shoulders, "We just need them to want to leave- right?" We nodded.
"So to make them want to leave…?" I nudged Jasper's knee with my foot- hoping he would have something.
"We should…scare them. Somehow." He said quickly, leaning back again. Emmett screwed the chip packet up into a tight ball and flicked it at my Brother.
"Good thinking- twat. We knew that already." He groaned, covering his eyes with his bulky hands. I sighed loudly- it looked like I'd have to be the one doing the thinking.
"Let's just choose something, and run with it!" I quipped. "Okay- since we can't seem to come up with a master plan, let's just get a load of small pranks and put them together to create a stream of…pranks." I finished with a glance to Emmett, who was now grinning.
"So I can do the frog thing?" He asked. Jasper and I groaned- "Okay fine! Do the fucking frog thing!" Jasper snapped.
The next two days coming up to the girls arrival, my Brothers and I were in total 'Master Plan' mode- Jasper had been labelled as the 'driver', since neither Emmett or myself were good drivers…at all. The first time I went on a driving lesson with my Father I drove into a neighbouring pond. And killed most of the fish.
And I don't even know what happened with Emmett- but him and Dad came back in total silence and Emmett has been 'Banned for life' from driving. I still try and bribe that story out of him sometimes…
"Yeah, Hi. I was wondering if you had any sleeping bags in stock?" I looked over at Emmett, who was leaning against the wall in the kitchen, talking seriously on the phone, trying to gather the last of the things that we would need for our pranks.
"Of course they have fucking sleeping bags!" I yelled angrily- the idiot was just wasting our precious time!
"Okay. Yep, yes. Thanks." He hung up the phone and jogged through the kitchen to the side door- leaning out and yelling "You can pick up the sleeping bags, Jaz!" to Jasper, who was in the back garden looking for frogs. Frogs of all fucking things!
I walked over to the door as well, watching as jasper stuck his head out from behind a bush, nodding hurriedly at Emmett.
"Do we even have frogs in America?" Emmett turned to me. I snorted.
"Oh my God-here's one!" Jasper yelled from his awkward position. Emmett just sighed in relief beside me. Idiot.
"Do you have the tub?" Emmett asked me. I shook my head slowly, watching Jasper fashion a plastic tub from behind where he was lying and thump it down on the earth- where a frog supposedly was.
I pushed through the door and jogged over to Jasper, peering into the tub. And, sure enough, there, inside, was a small-ish frog.
"Finally! I've been out here for an hour!" Jasper sighed, clambering up and looking into the tub as well.
"Do we have everything ready? Have we got everything we need?" I asked, looking over at him. He nodded, wiping his forehead of sweat.
"All I need to do is go and pick up the sleeping bags and we have everything." He looked up at Emmett, who had now walked over and was tapping on the tub.
"I'll leave getting the frog inside up to you, Brother!" Jasper said, grinning, before turning towards the garage. I laughed at the look of confusion on Emmett's face, before turning back to the house myself.
I wandered upstairs and into Emmett's room, which was the chosen spot for all of our supplies to be held. Mostly because his room was so disgusting that neither Mom, nor Dad would step foot in it. And because he didn't mind having things like mud, flour and raw hamburger meat in a pile in the corner of his room.
I looked at the pile, wincing slightly at the awful smell. Were we doing the right thing by being so mean to our 'guests'? Should we cancel the whole wager? They are arriving this afternoon, after all. The slam of the side door told me that Emmett had come inside (hopefully with that damn frog). I was about to go downstairs to ask him the same questions that I had just been asking myself when I was distracted my phone vibrating in my jean pocket. I pushed my hair out of my eyes and peered at the screen, before holding the phone up to my ear.
"Hello? Mom?" I asked.
"Hey sweetie- just reminding you that the girls will be arriving soon. You haven't forgotten, have you?" She asked, the sound of the radio playing behind her.
"No I haven't forgotten." I mumbled.
"Good. So we'll see you in half an hour, then?" She added, causing me to frown.
"Half an hour? I thought you said you'd be back with them at five!" I cried, looking up to see Emmett standing in the doorway, looking shocked.
"Oh Edward! I must have confused the times! You know what I'm like, darling." I pinched the bridge of my nose, wincing slightly. This woman would be the death of me.
"Okay- see you later then." Not waiting for a reply, I hung up the phone and looked up at Emmett, who was now shaking his head slowly.
"I'll ring Jasper and tell him to forget the sleeping bags for now" He said softly, obviously tired.
I nodded, watching him leave and thump his way dramatically down the wooden stairs. Goddamn, we are never going to get these bitches out of our house!
I skimmed the stairs quickly before stopping at the bottom, trying to get into order the mess before me.
"Okay- yep. Fine then! Just hurry, for fucks sake!" Emmett hung up the phone that he was yelling into and looked up at me, before explaining.
"He said that he's already nearly there, so he's just going to get them anyway. Goddamn- we are going to be stuck with these girls forever!" He screwed up his nose slightly before continuing, "I bet they are all fugly as well! You know how Mom is and feeling sorry for people. She probably took one look at their photos and was sold!" He finished loudly, before slumping down onto the couch.
The sound of gravel crunching together from the driveway told my brothers and I that this was it. The moment that Mom replaced us with three twits from who-knows-where!
"What if they have diseases? From their countries?" Emmett suddenly asked from his place beside me in the kitchen, where the three of us were flopped over on the counter.
"Jesus, Emmett!" Jasper scolded from our right.
Emmett snorted, and was about to reply when he was cut off by the sound of the garage side door opening. We stopped breathing instantly. Shit was intense.
Jasper pulled himself upright, motioning quickly for us to follow.
"Okay, girls- Welcome home!" We heard Mom say gently from the living room. The sound of soft giggles followed, causing Emmett to snicker beside me.
"Oh God…" He whispered, running his hands over his face quickly.
"So, up these stairs are all of the bedrooms, your bathrooms and a sort of play room for the boys, downstairs here is the living room, laundry, there's a bathroom just in here…And here's the kitchen…" Mom continued, turning the corner only to lay eyes on our sorry faces.
"Oh!" She exclaimed, "Here are the boys! Girls?" She poked her head around the corner into the living room again, motioning for the girls to step forward.
The first girl to enter the room was…possibly the most beautiful woman I had ever set eyes on. And apparently Emmett felt the same way, as he took a quick intake of breath and his mouth fell open into a small "O". Idiot, he's already ruined the plan!
The girl had long, blonde hair, striking clear eyes and legs that went on for miles- practically a man's dream. She seemed to be smirking as she watched our awed reaction, and I almost groaned out loud when Emmett licked his lips beside me. Great. How are we going to get rid of this barbie, when Emmett has practically already picked out an engagement ring?
Barbie was then followed by the second girl, a short pretty little thing with a spikey pixie cut that apparently matched her personality as she was bobbing up and down as she eyed up me and my brothers happily. I mean, she seemed cute? Fuck !
There was a slight pause before the last girl entered the room, almost tripping over her own shoes as she made her way under the archway into the massive kitchen, keeping her deep brown hair covering the majority of her face and looking down at her dark blue jeans. Well, who is this angel?
There was a short awkward silence before Mom cleared her throat politely.
"Well, boys, introduce yourselves!" She quipped, causing us to jump.
"Well, I'm Jasper" Jaz started for us, smiling quickly at the short girl, who grinned back.
"Emmett" My brother boomed- subtly thrusting his chest forward- what a douche.
"Edward" I finished lamely- and I watched with surprise as the last girl in the row looked up quickly from beneath her dark lashes.
I almost lost my breath as I was engulfed in the deep warm brown of her eyes, the way her lashes perfectly framed each one like-
And that was the last thing I saw, before a disgusting mixture of flour, mud and glitter was splattered over her face.
A/N: Thank-you so much for reading!