Into the Eyes of the Wild
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As expected, here's the next chapter!
Chapter Three: What the…?
A dark head peeked out the open door and looked around quietly. A soft moan broke the stillness of the morning. Michelle stumbled out of her room as quietly as she possibly could. She glanced at the closed doors on the right side of the hall before she crept past Pogue's open door. She stopped and glanced back in the dark room. She stared at that ridiculous puff fish hanging above his head and had to run away before her laughter woke him up.
The slim brunette walked in the kitchen holding her forehead in pain. She fished a tall clear glass out of the cupboard and filled it from the dial in the freezer. She downed a trio of aspirin and sat quietly at the island sipping her ice cold water.
"Hmm. Either, I eat something or the aspirin will make me sick, or I eat this early in the morning and get sick anyway. Decisions, decisions..."
Michelle leaned against the island with a sigh.
She didn't know if it had actually been a dream or not. It was almost too bizarre to be real. She remembered watching Reid last night and his eyes had turned black seconds before Aaron missed his shot. She could have imagined it… That was a definite possibility. But what if she didn't? What could it possibly be?
The thought was cast away as a pair of cool, semi-rough hands covered her eyes and Michelle felt her heart rate speed up and her breathing shorten. Get a grip. She told herself silently. You have to calm down. If it were someone who was going to hurt you they'd already have done it.
"Akay, I'll bite… Is it…. Pogue?" She asked. The pair of hands covering her eyes shook her head. No.
"Alright, is it Caleb?" Again a no. Michelle sighed in aggravation. "Come on! Umm, is it Tyler?" The hands disappeared from her eyes as Tyler smiled brightly at her.
"Good morning."
Michelle gave a short laugh and playfully shoved the boy away. Same age and he was still a good 3 or 4 inches taller than her. Not fair. She practically fit under Reid's chin when they stood together. That was sad all on its own.
"What are you doing here so early?" She demanded as a slight blush colored her pale cheeks.
She knew she should have grabbed a pair of pajama pants or something before she came down. She was still wearing the black tee she'd worn last night but she'd lost the skirt sometime during the night and was stuck standing there in front of Tyler in just that tee and a pair of black cotton, boy short underwear. Tyler must have noticed too because he stood there trying really hard not to look at her legs.
It was obviously a hard battle for him.
The boy cleared his throat and looked away, "Why don't you go grab some pants or something and I can make you something that won't upset your stomach? I'm sure you've got a hangover from hell."
Michelle moaned and pressed a hand to her forehead. "Don't remind me." She muttered as she moved past the brunette and darted back up to her room.
The aspirin were starting to kick in as she dug through her drawers and fished out a pair of red and black plaid pajama pants. She slipped her feet into a pair of multi-colored fuzzy slippers and strolled back downstairs where Tyler stood stirring a small pot of chicken noodle soup.
Michelle pulled two white porcelain bowls out of the cupboard beside the stove where Tyler was. He watched as she fished two spoons out of a drawer marked silverware before he spoke. "Why two bowls?"
The petite brunette turned and smiled at him reprovingly. "Because I know that you haven't eaten yet this morning either. I don't think you woke up this morning and said, 'I think I'll eat breakfast before I go bug Michelle at 10 in the morning.'" He flushed and she smirked as she pulled a ladle off of the hook above his head.
"See? I know you well enough now Tyler." The brunette glared halfheartedly at her before he ladled some of the soup into one bowl and the rest into another.
The pair sat at the island eating quietly until Tyler broke the silence. "So, how's your head?"
Michelle shrugged and gave Tyler a small smile. "Feeling better. I guess I'll have to make sure I don't drink so much next time huh?"
Tyler gave a soft laugh. "No kidding. I think Nicky might have to restock his rum now."
Michelle glared at him and flung a noodle at him. "Shut up."
Tyler laughed and flung the noodle back at its owner and bit his lip when it stuck to her forehead. "One word Tyler and I'll make sure you never have sex again." She threatened as she peeled the offending noodle off her head. She threatened darkly.
Tyler leaned his head against his palm and smiled over the island at her. "What makes you think I've ever had sex to begin with?"
Michelle stared at him for a second, trying to decide if he was joking with her or not. "Have you?" She finally asked. His smile never faltered as he shook his head slowly.
"High five!" She cheered with an enormous grin on her face. "I was beginning to think I was the only virgin around here! I mean come on,"
The petite brunette leaned forward conspiratorially, "We all know Pogue's not and if Reid ever claimed to be a virgin I'd laugh in his face and I'm pretty sure Caleb's had at least one one night's stand."
Tyler laughed at the thought.
"Are you telling Tyler all about our wild night Michelle? I must admit I enjoyed it quite thoroughly. Can you make your back do that thing again?"
None other than Reid Garwin poked his head into the kitchen with his ever present smirk on his face. Michelle rolled her eyes and stood to rinse her dish in the sink.
"Reid, how many times have I told you to keep your fantasies to yourself?"
Tyler stifled a laugh with a something that sounded like a snort. Michelle threw him a halfhearted glare as she dried her hands off with a blue dishtowel that she hung over the side of the sink.
"So. What's on the agenda today boys? Anything interesting or do were get to laze around the house all day?" Michelle asked sleepily as she yawned and stretched.
"Laze around on the last Saturday of summer vacation? Why would we do that?" Reid teased sarcastically.
Michelle narrowed her eyes at him before she found a black sharpie in the drawer and left the kitchen without a word.
The two boys followed her upstairs to Pogue's room and watched with silent suspicion as she leaned over the sleeping blonde and wrote something with the sharpie.
The two boys crept to the other side of the boy's bed and watched with wide eyes. Reid tried to stifle a laugh but it turned into a loud snort. Michelle glared at him as she hovered over the sleeping blonde with the marker poised in her hand.
One long line and she stood up and recapped the sharpie.
Pogue snorted in his sleep and she flinched like he'd hit her but he simply flipped over and went back to sleep.
Michelle tossed Reid the sharpie with a smirk and walked out of the room before she just walked back in. "Hey Pogo? Did you see where Reid went with the sharpie from the kitchen?"
Reid stared at the smirking girl in disbelief as Pogue slowly sat up and wiped his face with his hand. He sat staring at the black smudges on his hand with curiosity before he glanced into the mirror of the other side of the room.
"REID!!"
The blonde screamed, his face going from normal to bright red in seconds.
The petite brunette stood shell shocked at the door as Reid barreled past her screaming his innocence while an infuriated Pogue chased him around the length of the house, both upstairs and downstairs.
Tyler came to stand beside her and watched the pair with growing amusement. "That was really mean Michelle."
Michelle glanced at him with a smile that cracked around the edges and slowly became a grin that flashed her pearly whites. "It's funny as hell though for Reid to finally get in trouble for something he didn't do." Tyler stuck out his bottom lip in consideration as he mulled over that thought for a minute or two. "That's true."
The pair dove into Pogue's room as Reid slipped on the carpet upstairs and dove into the ground with Pogue riding his back the whole way down. Michelle and Tyler both stood watching completely dumbfounded as they watched Pogue mercilessly begin to strangle the blonde at their feet. Uh oh.
"Uhm… Pogo?" Michelle said quietly as she tentatively poked her "brother" in the shoulder. He stopped long enough to look at her. "I suggest you go wash that off or you'll be going to school with a devil mustache."
The blonde stopped his assault and climbed off his friend sullenly as if being denied the candy he really wanted but mother said not before dinner.
Damn. Oh well. Next time.
Reid sat up rubbing his throat glaring at the petite brunette that was smirking down at him. His gaze shifted to Pogue and his head snapped back down onto the ground.
Michelle stared at her brother's black eyes before she watched them bleed back to their natural amber. Pogue, Tyler, and Reid's jaws seemed to drop all at once.
Michelle stood staring at the three of them. "I didn't imagine it… Your eyes just turned black." She back away from the three and her eyes were wide, showing far too much white. "What's going on here?"
Pogue held his hands up non-threateningly. "Just take a couple of deep breaths 'Chelle and let us explain."
Reid tossed the older boy his cell phone with an indescribable look on in his blue eyes. "You better call Caleb."
Author's Note: Well, Michelle found out. O I wonder what's going to happen now. D
