Part Three: Truth or Dare
The second day of school was basically the same. Teachers prepped us for the future, telling us that it'll be harder than we realize. Where have I heard that before? And I actually survived Wood Shop.
We all decided to go to the mall before going home. We were at the food court when Dil came barreling toward us. I let out a groan. "What do you want?" I asked, putting a cheese fry into my mouth.
He stuck his tongue out at me. "You were supposed to mow the lawn after school. You were a no show, and mom stuck me with it."
I looked down at the grass stains on his pants. "I owe you one," I said in a sarcastic tone.
"Yeah you do!" he said in outburst.
"Well," Kimi said as she and Lil stood up, "not that we don't want to see the rest of this fight, but Lil and I have some shopping to do." She and Lil left us men at the food court.
"So," Dil said, giving me a sly smile, "You gonna' tell Kimi you like her?"
Chuckie snapped his head towards me. His eyes widened with shock. "You like Kimi?" he asked.
I shot Dil a dirty look.
"Are you?" he said, cocking an eyebrow.
"Are you gonna' ask her out?" Phil asked, chiming in.
"Y-You like my sister?" Chuckie asked again.
"Are you gonna' tell her you love her?" Dil asked once again, smiling a huge grin.
"You love my baby sister?!" Chuckie said in shock.
"I don't love her!" I said, and slammed my head on the table. Ow. I don't recommend it...
"But Dil said-" Phil began.
"Dil's lying," I said glaring at Dil.
"No I'm not," Dil said, shaking his head. "You told me so yourself when you wanted me to get out of your room. Remember?"
Last time I ever tell that twerp anything. I mouthed a word as Kimi and Lil came back, arms loaded with shopping bags.
"Hey guys," Lil said, sitting down next to Phil. "What's up?" she asked, noticing my glare on Dil.
Dil smiled at me, and turned to Kimi. "Oh nothing, just that Tommy l-"
I lunged at him, putting my hand over his mouth. He struggled and tried yelling out, but everything came out muffled.
"What's going on?" Kimi asked.
"Nothing!" I shouted, grabbing Dil's collar getting my hand off his mouth. "Nothing at all. Isn't that right? Dylan?" I glared at Dil, warning him that if if slipped up, he'd pay. We both slowly got up.
Dil dusted himself off, and smiled at me. "Of course not." he said, grinning like crazy. I gave him a slight nod of approval.
I let out a moan as I climbed into bed. It was tiring wrestling with your younger brother, especially if he's the one winning. Just as I had made myself comforatble, the phone rang. I groaned. Why me? I climbed out of bed and dragged myself to my desk. "Hello?" I said weakly.
"So when are you gonna' ask her out?" Phil said from the other line.
"I don't like her!" I shouted.
"Do too!" Dil shouted from his room. We really shouldn't have to share a wall.
"Shut up!" I yelled back.
"So are you gonna' ask her or not?" Phil asked anxiously.
"No! I'm not gonna' ask her out because I do not like her!"
"What is all this yelling?" mom said as she entered the room.
"Sorry mom," I said. "I'll keep it down."
"Are you asking her tomorrow?" Phil asked.
"No!," then quieter, "No. I'm not asking her out."
"Asking who out?" mom demanded. "Oh! Is it that darling Kimi? She is so adorable!"
"It is!" Dil screamed from his room.
I dropped my head unto my free hand. Have I no privacy?!?! "Dil! Butt out! Mom, Phil - I'm not asking Kimi out, not ever! Now can I please get some privacy?!" I said, sounding like a whining baby.
"Okay, honey," mom said, going out the door. "You're not my little baby anymore, I won't interfere with your personal life."
I sighed in relief, hold my head with my hands. "Thank you," I said, getting a major headache.
The second day of school was basically the same. Teachers prepped us for the future, telling us that it'll be harder than we realize. Where have I heard that before? And I actually survived Wood Shop.
We all decided to go to the mall before going home. We were at the food court when Dil came barreling toward us. I let out a groan. "What do you want?" I asked, putting a cheese fry into my mouth.
He stuck his tongue out at me. "You were supposed to mow the lawn after school. You were a no show, and mom stuck me with it."
I looked down at the grass stains on his pants. "I owe you one," I said in a sarcastic tone.
"Yeah you do!" he said in outburst.
"Well," Kimi said as she and Lil stood up, "not that we don't want to see the rest of this fight, but Lil and I have some shopping to do." She and Lil left us men at the food court.
"So," Dil said, giving me a sly smile, "You gonna' tell Kimi you like her?"
Chuckie snapped his head towards me. His eyes widened with shock. "You like Kimi?" he asked.
I shot Dil a dirty look.
"Are you?" he said, cocking an eyebrow.
"Are you gonna' ask her out?" Phil asked, chiming in.
"Y-You like my sister?" Chuckie asked again.
"Are you gonna' tell her you love her?" Dil asked once again, smiling a huge grin.
"You love my baby sister?!" Chuckie said in shock.
"I don't love her!" I said, and slammed my head on the table. Ow. I don't recommend it...
"But Dil said-" Phil began.
"Dil's lying," I said glaring at Dil.
"No I'm not," Dil said, shaking his head. "You told me so yourself when you wanted me to get out of your room. Remember?"
Last time I ever tell that twerp anything. I mouthed a word as Kimi and Lil came back, arms loaded with shopping bags.
"Hey guys," Lil said, sitting down next to Phil. "What's up?" she asked, noticing my glare on Dil.
Dil smiled at me, and turned to Kimi. "Oh nothing, just that Tommy l-"
I lunged at him, putting my hand over his mouth. He struggled and tried yelling out, but everything came out muffled.
"What's going on?" Kimi asked.
"Nothing!" I shouted, grabbing Dil's collar getting my hand off his mouth. "Nothing at all. Isn't that right? Dylan?" I glared at Dil, warning him that if if slipped up, he'd pay. We both slowly got up.
Dil dusted himself off, and smiled at me. "Of course not." he said, grinning like crazy. I gave him a slight nod of approval.
I let out a moan as I climbed into bed. It was tiring wrestling with your younger brother, especially if he's the one winning. Just as I had made myself comforatble, the phone rang. I groaned. Why me? I climbed out of bed and dragged myself to my desk. "Hello?" I said weakly.
"So when are you gonna' ask her out?" Phil said from the other line.
"I don't like her!" I shouted.
"Do too!" Dil shouted from his room. We really shouldn't have to share a wall.
"Shut up!" I yelled back.
"So are you gonna' ask her or not?" Phil asked anxiously.
"No! I'm not gonna' ask her out because I do not like her!"
"What is all this yelling?" mom said as she entered the room.
"Sorry mom," I said. "I'll keep it down."
"Are you asking her tomorrow?" Phil asked.
"No!," then quieter, "No. I'm not asking her out."
"Asking who out?" mom demanded. "Oh! Is it that darling Kimi? She is so adorable!"
"It is!" Dil screamed from his room.
I dropped my head unto my free hand. Have I no privacy?!?! "Dil! Butt out! Mom, Phil - I'm not asking Kimi out, not ever! Now can I please get some privacy?!" I said, sounding like a whining baby.
"Okay, honey," mom said, going out the door. "You're not my little baby anymore, I won't interfere with your personal life."
I sighed in relief, hold my head with my hands. "Thank you," I said, getting a major headache.