I'm not positive if I completely like this chapter, but it's kinda cool. I just can't think of a way to make it better…yet! Let me know if you find any errors or confusion. R & R
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Vicky-toria
Brad's P.O.V - - My Crazy Sister
Although dinner was highly amusing, after Suze left it kinda sucked.
Dad scolded me and then made me do the dishes.
Which I did after some curses under my breath and some major eye rolls.
Don't even bother asking what he said because like all my school classes, school plays or boring lectures I didn't listen.
Duh!
If it's not important to the Brad Man, it ain't important at all.
When I finished my dish duty, I stomped up the stairs.
I wanted to play my video games but dad made it pretty clear I wasn't gonna be able to.
I decided I might just walk by Suze's door and pop in for a visit.
Okay, so I was going to spy on her.
Big whoop, wanna fight about it?
That's what I thought.
Now where was I…?
I was kinda hoping that her door might be open some and I could get a sliver of what she looked like in there.
But her door was closed.
Clicked shut, latched, sealed, secured, whatever you wanna call it.
But there was no way I was gonna see her…okay spy on her.
I swear I was just about to knock when I heard a ton of giggles.
Giggles coming from Suze.
Yeah, in the whole time I've known Suze, not once have I heard giggle.
Laugh, yes.
Chuckle, maybe.
Chortle, I think so.
But giggle, NEVER.
Not once have I ever heard Suze giggle.
So I did what every normally cool hunk like me would do.
Not that there's many…pretty much limited to me, I, and the BRAD MAN!
I pressed my ear to the door to see if I could hear what was going on in there.
"JESSE, STOP IT THAT TICKLES!" I heard very clearly through the door.
The sound wasn't muffled by the door, or distance. I heard her LOUD and CLEAR!
Jesse?
Who the heck is Jesse?
And what the hell is he doing in Suze's room.
He better not be getting any action with Suze.
Not before me, at least.
OMG, I just got the best idea ever.
It may even be as big as dinner.
Although that one kinda blowed.
But I can't wait to hear Mom scold Suze.
She thinks we're all the big V.
Simple minded mothers.
Makes my life easier.
So, all be nice this time.
Let you in on the plan earlier.
This is what I'm thinking…
Suze has been sneaking a guy in her ROOM!
Right?
Ha-ha, repeat after me…
BLACKMAIL!
Okay, okay. I know not the nicest idea.
But maybe I can finally get something out of it.
That is, after all, what I want.
And I like getting what I want.
Doesn't ever guy…with the exception of homosexuals…
…homo's like Adam McFagish!
God, I'm good.
Really, I am!
Now, where was I before you insisted on telling me how great I was?
Oh yeah.
Suze.
See, here's exactly what was going through my mind.
I could knock on the door, wait for Suze to hide her guy, and then enter.
Or—personal favourite here—I could barge in and catch her in the act.
I like the latter.
It'll give me proof that I caught her.
And she calls me an idiot.
HEH! Fat chance!
Ready? Deep breath. 1…2…3…
So I twisted the door knob, and barged into Suze's room.
But I didn't see what I thought I would see.
Nope, not at all.
Not the tiniest bit.
What I saw was really weird though.
Suze was lying on her bed, with a big grin on her face.
"Okay, where is he?" I asked.
I was gonna catch him.
She paused, looking at me weird.
"Where is who?" I asked, but I could see she was hiding something.
Just the way her face looked…besides hot.
I just had find that something.
Not like it's that hard, I mean it's not like he's invisible, or a ghost.
Ha! Invisible, ghost, I crack myself up.
"The guy, you snuck in your room. I heard you scream is name," god is she really that stupid.
Do I really have to spell it out for her?
Okay, well not spell…spelling has never been a big thing for me.
Dad used to insist 'Hooked on Phonics' on me.
But not now, I'm totally SMRT.
I just don't like spelling.
Her face right then was priceless though.
She turned bright red.
Like, like… a shiny red mustang.
Really red!
"Ah-umm…" she stammered. She then cleared her throat and jumped up off the bed, attempting to put on a scary face, "What the hell are you talking about. There is no guy here. Do you see any guy? Nope! God, you're such an idiot Dopey. Now get out of my room and don't come in again unless you knock."
Who the hell is Dopey?
Okay, so there wasn't a guy I could see in her room.
But I swear I know what I heard.
Whatever I'll get her next time.
She pushed me out the door and into the hallway, slamming the door behind me.
I stomped down the hall towards my room, before getting a very awesomest idea.
I tiptoed back to her door, and pressed my ear up against it.
And you wanna know what I heard?
Course you do, freak.
"Phew, Jesse, that was close," and then she burst into another fit of giggles.
See, I knew she had a guy in there.
Does the whole world have to lay Suze before me?
Okay, so what if she actually claims to not have done Paul.
WILL I EVER GET TO LAY SUZE?
…or is god against me?
Pfft! God against me? Fat chance, I'm to hot to turn anyone against me…
Even…
DUDES!
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