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I slept in. When I glanced at the clock it was almost 2:00pm. Ma hadn't thought of what to do with Jack and me yet, so for today, we got to stay home. I walked downstairs and was surprised to see Jack already awake and sitting on the couch.
"Morning, Sleepy-Head, are you going to make me breakfast?" He asked and stood up.
I looked over at him, and, to my disgust, he was wearing nothing but boxers.
"Woah! Fairy, nobody wants to see that! Gosh, put some clothes on, that's disgusting!" I screamed, quickly shielding my eyes.
He just chuckled and sat back down on the couch. Rolling my eyes, I headed towards the kitchen to make myself some breakfast.
Living with four guys all under the age of thirty, you got used to seeing them walk around wearing nothing but boxers… or, occasionally, nothing at all… but that didn't make it any less disturbing.
I pulled out the frying pan and placed it on the stove, preparing to make bacon and scrambled eggs. I concentrated on the meal, doing my best to distract myself from the nightmare that would be suppertime.
I scooped all of the food into my plate and sat down at the counter. Jack walked in, casually grabbed the plate out of my hands and sat down at the seat beside me. He took a forkful of eggs and smiled at me.
"That was kind of Bobby-like, was it not?" I asked, frustrated.
"Right, but punching the principal wasn't?" He answered, cockily.
I punched him in the arm but started to make more breakfast, deciding not to bother stealing mine back from Cracker Jack.
"So, I hear you are having your 'friend' over tonight?" He added when I was done and sitting beside him again.
I glanced at him but chose not to answer.
"Where are the other guys?" I asked instead.
"Ma had arranged for them to help out somewhere, it's been planned for like two weeks apparently." He said.
I swallowed a mouthful of egg and looked at him, "Wait, so, we get suspended but yet we still get the better end of the deal? How does that happen?" I laughed.
He smiled before adding, "I bet it won't last long though…"
I nodded sullenly.
Jack was right. Naturally, there was no way that we were going to get off the hook easily.
I finished my breakfast and stood up to wash the dishes, after all, a little sucking up couldn't hurt. I heard the vacuum turn on and I knew Jack was thinking the same thing.
There were a lot of dishes but there always were. Bobby and Angel never seemed to stop eating. Ever.
I washed the cutlery first, then the plates, then the glasses and then the pots, pans and etc. It was boring work but at least it kept my mind somewhat busy.
Jack began to blast music but, being used to his heavy-metal/punk-rock style, I ignored it.
Once the dishes were washed and rinsed I dried them off and put them back where they belonged. I glanced at the clock and realized there was still plenty of time before everyone else would be home so I kept washing. First the counter tops, then the cupboards and then the floor. I even almost died while dusting the ceiling fan because Jack came and pushed the chair I was standing on, causing me to fall and almost smack my head on the corner of the counter.
I had just finished when I caught myself singing along to some of Cracker Jack's music. Apparently, there were some songs that I actually liked, most of which, however, weren't things that I'd normally hear him listening to.
I walked into the living room just as You Give Love a Bad Name by Bon Jovi started to play.
"Shot through the heart, and you're to blame,
Darling, you give love a bad name.
An angel's smile is what you sell,
You promise me heaven, then put me through Hell.
Chains of love got a hold on me,
When passions a prison, you can't break free.
Oh, you're a loaded gun, yeah,
Oh, there's nowhere to run,
No one can save me,
The damage is done.
Shot through the heart,
And you're to blame,
You give love a bad name (bad name).
I play my part and you play your game,
You give love a bad name (bad name),
You give love, a bad name.
Paint your smile on your lips,
Blood red nails on your fingertips.
A school boy's dream, you act so shy,
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye.
Oh, you're a loaded gun,
Oh, there's nowhere to run,
No one can save me,
The damage is done.
Shot through the heart,
And you're to blame,
You give love a bad name (bad name).
I play my part and you play your game,
You give love a bad name (bad name).
You give love, oh!
Oh!
Shot through the heart,
And you're to blame,
You give love a bad name.
I play my part and you play your game,
You give love a bad name (bad name).
Shot through the heart,
And you're to blame,
You give love a bad name (bad name).
I play my part and you play your game,
You give love a bad name (bad name).
You give love,
You give love (bad name),
You give love,
You give love (bad name),
You give love,
You give love (bad name),
You give love,"
Jack and I both shouted the lyrics at the top of our lungs. We burst out laughing and casually turned our heads, only to see a very confused looking Bobby standing at the front door. Immediately, Jack and I stopped laughing.
Bobby gave us a strange looked and rolled his eyes before heading upstairs to his room without a word to either of us.
Jack and I burst out laughing again as Jack went to turn off the stereo. He put the vacuum away and we both headed to our separate rooms without saying a thing.
I shut my bedroom door; still laughing I pulled out a green t-shirt from my closet and a pair of jeans from my dresser and quickly got dressed.
As I headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair I heard the door slam. Once. Twice. Angel and Jerry were home. Then I heard the door open and close gently, Ma was home.
Before leaving the bathroom I splashed my face with ice cold water, trying to hide the stress that I felt.
I walked downstairs, a forced smile pasted on my face.
"Hey Ma!" I said, rushing up to hug her.
"Why, hello dear!" She smiled and hugged me back.
"How was work?" I asked eagerly.
"Not overly exciting today, but I suppose that's not a bad thing." She smiled.
I laughed a little and she released me from her hug.
"I was thinking about making spaghetti for supper when your friend comes. Would that be alright?" She asked politely.
I heard Jerry chuckle a little and I had to fight to keep my body from tensing up.
I nodded, "Yeah, sounds great Ma. Love you!" I said before turning to the boys and adding, "All of you guys are going to be here for supper?"
"We wouldn't miss it for the world!" Bobby said with a cocky tone as he walked down the stairs followed by Jack.
"You say 'all of you' as though there are so many of us. There are only four of us you know." Jerry added, turning to me with a half-joking, half-serious look on his face.
"Four too many." I mumbled, starting to head up the stairs.
"Alex!" Ma warned.
Gosh, that woman has ears like a hawk!
"Sorry." I shouted down the stairs before entering my room.
I stared at myself in the mirror.
"Ok Alex, Paul is coming to meet the rest of the Mercer's. That's final and there is nothing you can do about it now, you already called him. He will be here any minute; it's too late to cancel. Besides, if he doesn't come, you'll never be able to see him again. He has to come, but it's ok, you will live through this. Paul will make a good impression, don't worry, it will all turn out great!" I told myself encouragingly, even though I didn't believe a word of it.
There was a knock at the door.
"I'll get it!" I yelled.
I took a deep breath and rushed down the stairs.
So sorry that I stopped it here but my computer is dying and it won't let me save! Don't worry, I promise that I will have the next chapter up by the end of the month! I am excited for the next chapter so I hope it turns out the way I want. As soon as I can charge my computer I will write it and have it up for you guys as soon as possible! Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed it! Don't forget to review!
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