Chapter 7: The Short Man
PPOV
Got back to Gork Land! Yeah, now we can uncork the champagne or should I say saliva…yuck! And I had to listen to my conscience all the way back from Suze's. I mean, yes I'm a cruel and heartless charming bastard but yes, I DO have a conscience no matter how much I try to bury it! Bloody asshole won't listen to me! Keeps trying to make me feel guilty, chivalrous and all that crap… Bull!
Anyway, as I'm entering Glass Manor, a stupid ghost has to awaken me from my musings! Seriously, don't they get it? I am Paul Slater, a shifter, not a pathetic mediator who lets ghosts walk all over him and all that crap! Fuck it! I am pissed! I really have to stop thinking of Suze Simon because my brain is falling apart!
So, ghost in front of me, me pissed off, what d'ya get? No charity that's what. I mean, I don't even know if I'll do pro-bono when I'm a lawyer, so yeah, not gonna happen.
But the ghost doesn't get it, doesn't take the hint, so yeah, I look at it with an evil glare, and then the ghost squeals like a girl. Okay so it wasn't a macho male and all, a nerd too by the looks of it. Plus I had Suze and Kelly to entertain myself, not that Suze let me do much entertaining… more like contemplating! Argh, got to think properly…
So finally she understood that I was not interested in helping her in ANY way whatsoever and no I don't mean what your perverted minds have come up with, god… you guys also have working up hormones, killers, huh?
Then, I'm free from lost soul and I'm pretty much betting that she's now with Suze, somehow they seem to know exactly where to go when I'm through with them… hmmm. Interesting actually…
Well, I'm walking through the stupid hall of the freaking house when suddenly I knock into this little mass of human. And yeah, double take, am not used to meeting anyone who are not taller than my shoulder in THIS house! So, I look down, and what do I see? Yeah, annoying git of a brother!
I don't not-like Jack, but when your seventeen a bit of personal space is appreciated, especially when trying to seduce a certain reluctant person… cough Suze cough…
"PAUL! Hey! By the way, the parents sent me here, um, to um, live… Why are you looking at me like that?" Jack sounds kind of worried. I think I was doing the Slater death glare by accident. It's not my fault, I wasn't expecting any living company apart that from CHOSEN company… Damn parents! What were they thinking?
JPOV
I don't get it! I thought Paul wouldn't like, wish my death when he saw me. I guess that was my innocent thirteen year old mind working there! A/N yes, he's supposedly younger, but deal!)
After a while I think he got over the shock or whatever cause he was all, I'm in charge, don't mess with me, again… I know, what a brother! But hey, I was planning on learning things from him, example: girls. I seriously am clueless, a few of the girls in my old class used to smile at me – when I passed the whole Freak period of my life!- and I smiled back, but that's where it all ends. I have no particular talent at talking or um, flirting –WEIRD- with girls. I'm not exactly as professional as my brother here. And the parents said I should learn stuff from Paul, well, I was going to. At least I think so…
"So, which room you staying in?" Paul asked in what I think is a manly voice, must remember deep voice thingy. "Uh, in the room with the view on the patio… I think." You might notice, that no, I don't really get this house… way too complicated!
Paul humph in knowledge, I guess, and he walked on to the kitchen to get a soda. The guy is weird, in my opinion, but girls go for THAT kind of weird, so um, guess I better educate myself for the future...
PPOV
Great, another obstacle for my uh 'love' life. I think that getting Suze is TOO complicated for some reason. But then, I couldn't drop the project even though that would be the wisest thing. What with the whole: can't get her out of head syndrome. I think I have to kiss Kelly to get contaminated with stupidness… yeah, just might work!
Jack is in the patio room, so he shouldn't cause TOO much trouble. And seeing as grandpa gork is in the far back and Mark is in the room next door, that left me practically the rest of the house, just maybe not as much territory as planned. But I could deal with the restriction; I'm a genius after all… (A/N ARROGANT BUT HOT!)
JPOV
Paul left me to fend for myself and I decided to go around and take a look. What's the point of having such a big place if you there ain't anything to find?
So, went roaming about, found the tool shed –kind've checked to see if it was like anything in Mr. and Mrs. Smith, wasn't if your wondering- and I came across our 'patch' of private beach… yeah, didn't know about that, huh?
I kind of got bored though, because, let's face it, I'm a thirteen year old kid and the only thing that entertains me is my X-Box, and it wasn't only going to be shipped down next Saturday, hell, I was in deep shit!
When I finally came across something interesting, Suze Simon's phone number…
A/N hey, trying not to annoy you too much with the whole obsessive author thing much, LOL, but could you please review and he next chapters might take longer seeing as I haven't written them yet… I know: STUPID!
Thanks a lot, hope you keep reading.