Being Different Isn't Normal
Chapter 8: Song book
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Drake woke up the next morning, he knew it was late because Josh was up and the smell of bacon could be smelt grilling downstairs. Deciding he wanted to get some of it before either his sister or Walter got their greedy mitts on it he dressed himself quickly and ran downstairs
"Somebody finally decided to get up" Josh joked
"Yeah, em what time is it anyway" he asked, his arms stretching out in a morning yawn
"Twelve ten" Josh laughed at his watch
"What can I say, that's early for me" Drake shrugged taking some bacon and sausage from a plate, which was set in the middle of the table.
"Yeah you're right," his mother laughed
"Oh, mo-I mean afternoon mom" he smiled, his mouth full of sausage
"Hey sweetie, how you holdin up?" she smiled giving him a peck on the cheek
"Fine, did Walter apologise?"
"Yeah, although he said he doesn't know if he can ever accept you for who you really are, I'm sorry sweetie" she sympathised "Maybe he'll come around"
"It doesn't bother me mom, it's his choice, I can't make him like me"
"See therapy is doing you some good" she smiled
"Yeah, I have more of it today, oh joy of joys"
Josh laughed at this statement, he knew that Drake had always hated the therapist that he was seeing as she made him draw out what he was 'feeling' at that particular time. It really got to him, especially when she took it off him to analyse and discuss in the next session.
"Anyway where is he?" Drake asked suddenly changing the topic of discussion
"Oh, he's still in bed, I guess you're up ahead of somebody for once" she smiled trying to look on the bright side of things
"Yup, anyway I'm going up to get my things for therapy" he sighed jumping off the stool and heading upstairs
"So when is his therapy over anyway?" Josh asked inquisitively
"I don't know I think in about a month or so and then it's hopefully back to normal"
"He doesn't even like it" Josh laughed
"Well who would, sitting in some uncomfortable bendy chair drawing pictures of your 'feelings'?" she laughed
"True" Josh smiled wistfully
Conversation soon died down between him and his mom, it was just her and Megan talking about what Bruce Windshield's hair would look like up close, deciding not to get in on it he headed for upstairs
"Hey" he smiled pushing the bedroom door closed
Drake stuck up his hand as if to say hey, hey was still pre-occupied with something or other; Josh didn't think that packing any sort of stuff for a therapy session would take this long
"Whatcha doin" he asked casually
"Just. Well you know, lookin' for stuff"
Josh could not understand why he was being so fidgety all of a sudden. Did Josh do something to him to make him all jittery or was he just genuinely jittery and just looking for something?
"Are you ok" Josh questioned as he walked slowly over to Drake's bed
"Yeah" he lied
The truth was he was looking for his song book, which didn't make it ok because there was some very personal stuff in it that Drake didn't want anybody to see, and it wasn't the songs he was on about
"Drake" he sighed with his arms folded
"Oh, alright alright I'm not ok, I need my song book, have you seen it" he was still frantically throwing various guitar books and picks from the drawer beside his bed.
"Last time I saw it was in Megan's hands" Josh fidgeted nervously
"What" Drake roared, "When was that?"
"Calm down, Calm down, it can't have been that personal" Josh laughed hastily
"Well it was ok, now when did she have it"
"Gees seriously calm down before you have a stroke" Josh said, holding his hands up in front of his face for protection
"She had it this morning, she said she wanted to look at some of your songs, I dunno you usually let her, she is the brutally honest one in the family after-all"
"Yeah when she wants to be, other times she's just a scheming little bitch"
"Drake!"
"What" he roared jumping off his bed
"She's your sister; don't talk about her like that ok?"
"Oh just can it for crying out loud"
He ran out of the room, down the hall and narrow staircase until he finally reached Megan's room, she wasn't in it, she was obviously still downstairs. Deciding not to look obvious, he sent her quick text.
"What now boober?" she called walking slowly up the stairs "Mom and I were talking about Bruce Windshield's fluffy locks of heaven" she sighed wistfully
"In here now!" he called
She followed the voice until she reached her own room "What are you doing in here?" she asked, her arms folded
"What did you do with it?"
"What did I do with what?" She asked looking confused
"You know damn well what" he shouted pointing an accusatory finger at her
"Oh!" she smirked "That"
"Yes that, now what did you do with it?"
"I read it like I always do!" she laughed knowing what else was in it
"So y-you read like everything," he spluttered out
"Yeah what's the big deal?"
"The big deal is that I wrote some very personal stuff in there"
"Yeah I know I read it" she smiled taking it out of her drawer
"What?" Drake asked, his arms flaying in the air
"Look I don't care that you have a crush on Josh ok? Not my problem"
Drake went beetroot, he couldn't believe his sister was son casual and nonchalant about it, this was his first 'guy crush' and she wasn't blackmailing him about it-yet
"Then give me my book back" he shouted
She pulled it away "What's in it for me"
"I dunno, the joy of being a good sister now just give it to me," he said, reaching out for it
"Why should I?" she asked evilly
"Because it's mine and I need it ok?"
"I'll tell you what, if you tell Josh you like him, then and only then will I give you your book back," she snarled
"And if I don't?" Drake shrugged
"You won't get your book back and I'll tell him myself , oh and by the way there's a lock on everything in here so don't try to break in" she smiled
"This is so unfair, all I want is a little bit of privacy is that too much to ask?"
"Yes and Drake please leave now, bye bye" she gave a false beauty-pageant wave
He sighed "Fine"
He opened the door to leave "Oh hey Josh" he paused and looked around "Josh"