4. Frustrated
"What's got your panties in a bunch?" Duncan asked as he plopped down beside Gwen on the couch. The goth girl sat and stared moodily at the T.V screen which currently displayed the main menu screen of the DVD player in her basement. Leave it to Duncan to be the first to arrive for the horror movie night Gwen had planned for the evening. Everything had been going according to plan until her mom's new boyfriend-Stan she thought with a frown- showed up, acting as if he were the head of the household. He even had the balls to tell her that any of the guys who would be attending the movie night had to leave before midnight.
"Who does he think he is?!" Gwen snarled, jumping to her feet. Duncan watched her with a mildly amused expression as she began pacing. "He just waltzes in here and starts throwing around orders like some drill sergeant! Does he really think he can just tell me who I can and can't have stay at my house? I can't believe my mom just stood by and let him…man handle me!"
"Whoa, who's getting manhandled?" Gwen looked up as Geoff and Bridgette descended down the stairs. Geoff was grinning and Bridgette looked a little worried. Several others followed the two down into the basement and Gwen took a deep breath, ticking off the list of those she invited in her head while Duncan explained about her issue. Cody, Sierra, Geoff, Bridgette…erm Owen and Izzy….There's Mike and Zoey, Scott, Dawn and Duncan's already here. She nodded to herself. "Looks like everyone's here. We're just missing the Hag from Hell and Mr. Tall Dark and handsome and we'll be good to go."
"Tell me why you invited Heather and Al again?" Duncan asked from his place on the couch. Gwen shrugged her shoulders and ran her fingers through her hair.
"Heathers great for a scare and Alejandro isn't as brave as he'd like us to think." Gwen answered. Everyone began to arrange themselves around the T.V when Heather appeared on the stairs.
"I heard that you know. And I don't take kindly to being called a wuss."
"Well you are." Gwen shot back. The two stared at each other with narrowed eyes before Heather smiled. Gwen had to admit that her "love-hate" relationship with Heather was going to kill her one day, and maybe having the drama queen in her basement when Stan already had her frustrated. But if she and Heather didn't end up killing each other than everything would be fine.
Soon the frustration ebbed away and Gwen found herself enjoying the company of her friends. As the night wore on people began dozing off in their spots and Gwen smiled to herself. She flipped the T.V off and glanced at her watch, shocked to see it was after two in the morning. Steve hadn't enforced his "boys must leave" rule, and for that she had to thank him. She stretched her arms over her head and closed her eyes, cuddling into Duncan's embrace. She supposed she had gotten so frustrated for nothing.