Okay, let me just start out with there is a perfectly good reason I haven't updated in what? Three months? And second I will say that there aren't words to explain how sorry I am about the exceedingly long period of inactivity on my part. So at first, I had the worst writer block ever and couldn't get over it, and I also had begun watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, which is amazing (on season 5 right now and if anyone spoils it for me I will take four months to update next time) and almost is replacing Lost for me, but it will never truly reach that level, so I had no real time to think about how to continue. Then as soon as I got some ideas, we found out my grandma has a terminal cancer so for the past few weeks either her and my grandpa, just grandpa, or my mom's friends have been staying in the room opposite the only computer I can type at, and they wouldn't appreciate me clicking away until 3 in the morning every night. This week's the first no one's been here since I really got over the writer's block, and tonight was the first major typing I could do, which I'm missing Shutter Island to do just so you guys know. Anyway, I'm sorry again and will honestly try the best I can to update as soon as possible, but I have no idea what will happen. Here's the really crappy chapter and as always sorry for grammar/spelling and don't own anything Darkest Powers or any of the million movies I mentioned here.
"Get up Hobbitses, get up!" a really creepy sounding voice yelled in my ear. I immediately jumped out of bed looking around frantically, to see Casey brushing off her shirt.
"Sorry, I was just watching Lord of the Rings," she said, looking down at me from where she floated in astral projection form. "And why'd you have to jump through me? That is the most uncomfortable thing I have ever experienced."
"Sorry," I said, sitting back down on my bed. "But when I heard this creepy Sméagol voice right next to my head I got I little freaked out."
"Okay, I guess that makes sense, but you have to get up! We need to do some random music videos today, since we weren't home yesterday. So get your little ass downstairs soon, or I'll have Charlie make your bed levitate 5 feet off the ground. Actually that'd be fun, but probably only for me. Anyway, wake up Derek and Simon when you come down, they're still sleeping too." And with that, she disappeared, although not with a fun sound effect, which would have been so much cooler. I groaned, rolling over and standing up, knowing she really would just come in with Charlie.
As I grabbed some clothes, I saw it was 12:16, which might have been unusually late, but well had all been up past 1:00 this morning. Casey had finally convinced Miles and the rest of the adults to take us to Cedar Point, where we spent the whole day. It actually was fun, although I'm not nearly as big as a roller coaster freak as Casey or anyone else, but I still like them. Simon, Casey, James, and Charlie spent the whole day yelling random things and acting like idiots, which was actually funny, especially when I suddenly heard the Pokémon Theme Song being belted out from the front on Millennium Force.
I quickly took a shower, got dressed, then went across the hall to Derek's room. I turned the knob quickly and walked in, not worried about waking him since I was doing that anyway… only to find him walking out of the bathroom soaking wet with a towel around his waist.
"Uh… Hi Chloe," he said, looking kind of surprised and a little embarrassed, but probably nothing compared to how much I was.
"Oh. S-s-sorry," I managed to stutter out. "C-Casey t-t-told me to w-w-wake up you and S-Simon a-a-and- I'll just leave." I turned around to head out, but Derek's hand on my arm stopped me.
"I didn't say you had to go," he said, sounding just amused now. "I'll be dressed in a minute. You'll need me to wake up Simon anyway." That much was true, in our week living in motels, I discovered that Simon is the heaviest sleeper I've ever met. And when he was woken up before he was ready, we had to literally drag him out of bed.
"Alright," I said, moving to the side of the door to lean against the wall, still completely embarrassed. Derek just gave me another amused look before pushing the door closed with his foot and turning around and moving towards his still unpacked shopping bags. "And why do you think this is so funny?"
"Well really Chloe," he said, taking the tag off of a pair of boxers with his back to me. "We are dating and with the Changes it's not like you've haven't seen worse."
"Yeah well, I was a bit distracted at those times, what with all the werewolves and people trying to- Oh Derek, I'm sorry." Derek had dropped the clothes he had collected so far, and was now just standing there looking at the floor. I pushed off the wall and walked over, putting my hand on his shoulder. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to remind you of him."
The him was Liam, who Derek had actually been doing a great job of forgetting, for it happening just over a week ago. Sure, what he did was always in his mind, and it was the same for me with what happened to Tori's mom and Davidoff, but he was affected so much more. Even after my initial "you're not a monster" speech, he still sort of felt like he was, that he could have done something other than killing him. And it seems like we were heading for yet another speech now.
"It's fine Chloe," he said, shrugging off my hand and bending back over to grab his clothes. "Just forget about it."
"Not until you do," I told him, moving around so I could face him. "And you need to Derek." He just avoided my glance, moving to a different bag for sweat pants. I hurried after him and stood in front of him, putting my hands on his chest to stop him. "Derek, come on look at me." He reluctantly did, and I could see the regret and pain in his eyes. "There was nothing else you could have done, absolutely nothing. He would have killed both of us without a second thought, and what you did you did to protect us. And doing what's right doesn't make you a terrible person, even if you think that, you aren't. So you need to forget it, because there was nothing that would have stopped him."
He just stared at me for a couple seconds, then looked at the wall behind me. "Maybe that's true, Chloe, but I could have figured out something, anything, that didn't end up killing him. And the fact that I didn't and that I didn't mean to kill him in the first place does make me a terrible person, at the least."
"Maybe you didn't knowingly," I said, not really knowing why I was saying that. "Your…. Werewolf instincts lead you to do the best possible thing for the people you love, even if you think it's not right, it is. And they were completely right that time, and that time in Albany. I know you regret what you did, but it was what had to be done, and you can't say that's not true." I took his lack of answer as a sign that he agreed. "So why can't you just forgive and stop beating yourself up about it every time it comes up? I know you can't forget what happened, but you need to at least accept that what you did was right. Please?" He looked back at me for several seconds before sighing.
"I'll try," was all he said, but from Derek that was like half acceptance answer. I smiled and wrapped my arms around his neck. He put his arms around me and rested his cheek on the top of my head. "Thanks Chloe."
Suddenly, he pulled away quickly, without warning. He returned my confused look with a small smile. "Towel was falling off." Deciding it was best to just drop the whole Liam thing, I backed up until I hit the bed and sat down.
"You don't have any idea what Casey has planned for today do you?" I asked, averting my eyes as he pulled on boxers.
"Probably some new kind of torture that will make me wish I was never born."
"Music videos, with an 's,' as in multiple music videos. So yeah, you're completely right, as usual." He laughed as he dropped the towel and put on a pair of sweats.
"Well from what I've heard, Casey has good taste in music. Unless she just happens to play one playlist any time a hear it."
"Actually," Casey said, jumping down from the desk she had been floating on. "I have all my regular music on one playlist, and only one other that's all A Very Potter Musical. Only have 93 real songs on my iPod though!"
"Whatever happened to knocking?" Derek asked, looking for a shirt.
"It's kind of hard when you're a ghostly apparition," she said. "I could just scream 'Om nom nom' really loudly instead though, but some people find that annoying."
"Can't imagine why," I muttered sarcastically.
"I'm the only one allowed to be sarcastic missy!" Casey said, randomly pointing a finger at me. "Anyway, I just came over to make sure the big and not so bad wolf was up, now hurry up and get the wimpy sorcerer. The bacon's getting cold and doughnuts sticky."
"What?" Derek said enthusiastically. I laughed, always the one to listen when food comes up.
"Yup, the breakfast of unhealthy champions. Nice abs by the way." She did that annoying double barrel thing along with a creepy wink then disappeared laughing hysterically.
"Have I mentioned that she's the weirdest person I've ever met?" Derek asked, pulling on a random blue t-shirt.
"I think that goes without saying." I jumped off the bed and over to him. I kissed him, then asked, "Ready to attempt to wake the beast?"
"I have a feeling bacon and doughnuts won't make it too hard," he said, taking my hand as we left his room. It wasn't in fact hard at all, Derek just shook the bed while both of us yelled bacon over and over again, making Simon bolt wide awake. We left him and followed the smell of bacon into the kitchen.
We had been sitting and eating for a couple minutes when I heard Charlie's usual skipping entering the kitchen behind me. Suddenly, he stopped skipping and screamed, running behind the island. I turned around to look at him, now looking slightly over the counter holding a pink rubber scraper.
"Oh, it's just you," he said, standing back up and moving towards the food. "You know this Freddy thing is getting really old at this point." I just gave him a confused look, but the Derek started laughing, pointing at my shirt, which was a long sleeved black and red striped shirt, and I started laughing too.
Two days ago, we had found Casey's Freddy claws but were caught when we snuck out of her room by James, who just wanted to join us in our torture of him, even though he didn't know the reason. He gave Derek a Freddyish sweater, some rope, and a hat, which apparently James had modified for a purpose just like this. It had a perfectly disguised see through patch that hid a camera that was mounted inside. James had apparently gotten it a while ago and had been waiting for an opportunity to use it.
So Derek went into Charlie's room in his Freddy outfit and when we showed everyone the video later, we found out that Charlie had freaked out, yelling "Don't kill me!" over and over. Then Derek tackled him and tied him up and hung him upside down by the fan, which was surprisingly strong. He left the hat in there and it took Charlie three hours of swinging around and swearing profusely to finally untangle himself from the rope. He actually didn't know who did it to him, so he just went around screaming for someone to tell him who had tied him up. He actually had a little sorcerer tantrum and blew up all the pots with the dinner Claire was cooking in the kitchen, which pissed her off and he literally got sent to his room without dinner.
"Well sorry," I said, pulling myself out of the flashback. "I just put on a random shirt, Freddy sweater was not intended."
"Sure…" he said, obviously not convinced, as he hopped onto the counter with a banana.
"Why do you always go on the counter?" I asked. He sighed.
"I have very strong emotional ties to this counter," he said, lying down on it now. "I had a bad breakup with another one another counter and this one comforts me."
"You mean the Bio counter?" Julie asked as she came in with Claire.
"Yes, with the goose, I loved that goose," he said, dropping his head onto the granite and doing something that I hoped was him trying to hug the counter. (This goose and counter thing does have a story behind it, a very strange story, but it's hilarious)
"Okay then…" Derek said, obviously as disturbed as I was.
"Hey Chloe I have a question," Casey said, popping up in the middle of the table. "Who calls a cast and crew meeting?"
"Uh, usually it would be the director, why?"
"Uhg, well you're calling a meeting in the basement, I'll go tell everyone." And with that, she yet again disappeared.
"Okay, come on Chloe, got to follow your own directions," Charlie said, getting a handful of bacon then leaving. I sighed and got to up get another doughnut then motioned for Derek to follow me to the basement, which he did. I was surprised to see Aunt Lauren sitting on a couch when we reached the bottom of the stairs.
"Does anyone want to tell me why I've been kidnapped?" she asked as Derek and I walked around and sat on a couch opposite her.
"God, she's planning on torturing everyone," Derek said, motioning Kit, who had just come down the stairs, over to us.
"Alright, what's going on? I was just sitting on the couch happily watching American Chopper when Casey ran in, unplugged the TV, and told me to come down here."
"You watch that show?" Aunt Lauren asked. "That explains so much."
"Yeah Dad," Simon said, hopping over the back of the couch with two doughnuts, ignoring his dad's disapproving look. "That show is pretty crappy."
"It is not!" Kit yelled, very offended. For the next five minutes, we argued about whether American Chopper was a good show, although it was just Kit against the rest of us, and we completely won.
"People! Shut up!" Casey yelled as she came running down the stairs with Claire in tow. Everyone in the house was not in the basement. "Alright, so I was thinking and I realized how incredibly stupid making music videos was, so that's no longer happening."
"Cool, I'm leaving," Charlie said, already getting off his chair.
"No, you're staying, you'll like this anyway. So after eliminating music videos, I started thinking about other things to record. First I thought up just reenacting awesome movie scenes, but that sounded boring and cheesy and too scripted. So here's the best idea, parody! You know, like Epic Movie and the Scary Movies. We are each a character of our own choosing, then we go through all these scenes modeled after awesome ones. Get it?"
"I call Howie from Benchwarmers!" Charlie screamed, jumping up and down.
"Okay, everyone, minus the adults, minus Miles, because you guys are the cameramen, write down who you want to be. Then Chloe, you're with me and we'll figure stuff out. Then people who have people go look up their best scenes on YouTube to have a better knowledge of them."
As crazy as Casey was, this actually sounded real fun, and apparently everyone, besides Derek that is, thought it did too. Casey wasn't going to participate in the actual "movie" because she can't act (I really can't guys, even with all the stupid skits my sisters and friends do), so we had six willing actors and one stubborn werewolf who was trying to allow Casey and I to make him the stage crew, and we reluctantly agreed.
Miles became Tallahassee from Zombieland, with a surprisingly good southern accent. Tori was forced to be a "cool person" by Casey and got Anna from Van Helsing, who is pretty cool. Julie was Hermione, because we needed a responsible person. James was Danny Archer from Blood Diamond and Simon finished it off with Steve the Pirate from Dodgeball. Charlie, as mentioned before, was Howie. (Alright guys, if you don't know who some of these people are, you might be confused so I suggest typing them in on YouTube and looking up some of their best moments, specifically Howie, because he's simply hilarious.)
I just couldn't take it anymore. "Casey! Shut up!" I yelled, interrupting another of her countless rants that had been going on for two hours now. "The whole point is of this is that it's unscripted! They don't have to say or do whatever you want! You're not even the director!"
"Whoa, alright then Little Miss Overreactor," Casey said, dropping onto the grass. "I'm so sorry I got on your nerves, I won't do it again." I let out an exasperated sigh, looking around at everyone else, who were scattered across the grass and dock near the storage shed, all wearing the same annoyed and pissed expression. At least I wasn't the only one getting mad after eight 10 minute "do it my way" rants.
Besides Casey telling everyone how to do stuff, things had actually been going quite well. Casey and I had figured out a basic plot line within ten minutes. To say it simply, it was basically Blades of Glory except with rollerblading. Hermione (Julie) and Steve (Simon) were the arch rivals of brothers Danny (James) and Tallahassee (Miles) in the intense world of competitive pairs-rollerblading. They challenge each other to a skate-off, which will be hosted on live television by Howie (Charlie), who roots for Danny and Tallahassee, and Anna (Tori), who supports the other pair. From there everyone is either practicing, planning, sabotaging, or trying to win other's support. Sure, it was a stupid idea, but so were most comedies, and with it mostly being unscripted, it was turning out great.
"Hey, can we get back to filming now?" Charlie asked, flipping his now white bowl hair cut with his plastic sword. The good thing about having sorcerers around was that changing appearances was extremely easy. "Maybe without you talking all the time we could get this scene done."
"Yeah, let's get back to work," I said, standing up and brushing off my legs. At this point, we were about two thirds of the way done with filming, and Howie was currently attempting to sabotage Hermione and Steve's practice rink by spraying sunscreen everywhere, except he got trapped by the moonlight, and couldn't leave.
"This time though you sho-" Casey began but cut herself off when everyone stared at her angrily. She then pretended to zip her mouth shut.
And surprisingly, without Casey butting in after every two minutes, the scene went perfectly. Charlie screamed like a girl, swatting at the "beams of moonlight," which were really just flashlights, with his sword. Finally, we ended the scene with him crawling into the giant hamster ball crawled up in the fetal position, rocking back and forth.
"You know what," Charlie said, rolling out of the ball. "We need a musical number in this film."
"Hey, I said music videos were stupid," Casey said.
"Are you saying the end of Jackass is stupid?" Miles asked. "Because the songs at the end are the best part."
"No, the best part is actually the last stunt of the second one where they make the one guy's fake beard out of ever-"
"Case!" James yelled, jerking his head towards Claire and my aunt.
"Oh, well you guys all know what I mean anyway."
"No," Julie, Claire, Aunt Lauren, Tori, I, and surprisingly Charlie said.
"Yeah but you're all too- Wait, did I hear a British twang in there?" James asked, staring at Charlie, astonished.
"It's not called a twang, but yeah, never seen them," Charlie said. James looked seriously angry and randomly started brushing his hair behind his ear over and over again. Charlie sighed and snapped his fingers. "What?"
"Whoa, wait," Derek said, looking creeped out. "What was with the spazzy ear thing?"
"It's code for 'freeze the people who shouldn't hear what we're talking about,'" Casey said. "James just isn't very discrete. Who'd you freeze anyway?"
"Just to be safe, all the adults besides Miles," Charlie said.
"Hi!" Miles said, waving enthusiastically. "Oh, and we're now apparently having a Jackass marathon tonight, as soon as we're done with this thing. My little British friend, it really is unacceptable that you've never seen any of these classic films about people smart enough to be paid for being idiots."
"I don't like that tricky use of words Miles," Casey said. "Those guys are hilarious and some are quite attractive."
"Really?" Miles asked, sounding sarcastic. "And during what parts did you think that?" Casey jaw just dropped, while Miles, James, Simon, and Derek burst out laughing. The rest of us were just confused. Simon saw my expression and started laughing harder.
"They do a lot of the stunts naked Chloe," he said.
"That's kind of unnecessary," Charlie said. "Although I bet Tori wants to see it now!" Tori's face grew red with anger, and she looked like she was about to attack him.
"No worries Tor," Simon said, obviously enjoying this. "You'll get to see it all later." She started to open her mouth but Miles cut her off.
"Alright, stop right there. As much fun as it would be to watch, I don't want a cat fight. Let's just go back to filming and you can all yell at each other later."
"Yeah, Charlie, three two one, restart!" Casey said. Charlie immediately snapped his fingers and Casey continued with, "You know what, I don't even care. It's not right, and I don't want to talk about it anymore."
"Then how about we just do a Step Brothers thing like they did in the car?" Julie said. "An acapella."
"Julie you're a genius!" Casey yelled, running over and hugging her. "We need a song!"
"I vote for something hardcore, break the usual standards of songs sung in movies," Simon said.
"Afterlife! Please please please Afterlife!" Casey said, jumping up and down.
"God, it's not that good of a song Case," James said. She just glared at him. "No, I was wrong, it's a wonderful song that is worshiped by everyone on the planet."
"Don't be stupid James, tons of people hate Avenged Sevenfold." (Don't judge me, I have very strange tastes in music and Afterlife is my favorite song)
"No one likes that song besides you anyway Case," Julie said.
"I do! But drop it now, cause I got a better idea," James said.
"Here we go," Tori muttered sarcastically.
"Shut up, this is a good idea. So you know that a capella Star Wars John Williams tribute?"
"No…" I said.
"Well it's this thing on YouTube that this one guy made using only quotes from Star Wars and he sings them to the tune of some of John Williams' songs. Like the Indiana Jones one was: Kiss a wookie, kick the droid, fly the falcon through an asteroid! 'Till the princess is annoyed, this is spaceships, this is monsters, this is star wars we love it!" It actually did sound pretty cool, James sang it, with an amazing voice I must add, perfectly to the tune of the Indiana Jones theme. (Go watch it guys, even if you hate Star Wars, it's hilarious and this whole thing will actually make sense)
"But anyway, the idea is during where credits would be, we play a sort of Step Brothers themed scene where we take quotes from our parody and sing them to the tune of some awesome songs."
"James! You're a freakin' genius!" Casey yelled, plowing into him, with enough force to knock over a normal guy, and kissed him.
"Ah! My eyes! My eyes!" Charlie yelled, slapping his hands across his eyes and running behind Tori. "Tell me when it's safe."
"Shut up Chuckie," James said, pulling away from Casey. "Just because your last girlfriend broke up with you after you tried to get her to eat imaginary peanut butter doesn't mean everyone else has to censor everything."
"Imaginary peanut butter?" Tori asked, obviously holding in laughter as she looked over her shoulder at Charlie.
"Hey it worked for the one dude! But it turned out she was allergic to nuts and also found it creepy, but that's her problem." Tori started laughing hysterically.
"Anyway," Casey said. "It's a fu…iretruckin' great idea. Chloe, you agree?"
"So far yeah, but show me the video before it's a definite."
"Yes!" James said, doing a stupid happy jump while pumping his fist in the air.
"But let's work on that later, we have one scene and the skate-off left, then we'll put that together."
"Wait, wait, wait," Simon said, getting an evil smile on his face. "Derek has to be in the singing part."
"No," he said simply, giving Simon a death glare.
"Yes! Because then we could actually have a guy named Derek doing a Derek-like impression!" Casey exclaimed happily. "You're doing it!" (Okay guys, if you haven't seen Step Brothers then just type in "Step Brothers Car scene" on YouTube and watch what pops up, it's epic and will make the next part make a lot more sense.)
"No," he growled, thoroughly pissed now. "I don't sing and I'm not gay."
"Aw, Derek's not gay, he just sings high like thissssssss," Charlie said/sang highly.
"Come on Der," I said, looking up at him. "You don't actually have to sing, we can autotune it."
"I swear if you do that cheesy 'please for me' thing I'm gonna puke," Tori said.
"Wasn't planning on it actually, it is cheesy," I said, looking back at Derek. "But please? It would seriously make the movie." He just stared at me for a few seconds before sighing deeply.
"On one condition, I'm only saying whatever you write, not raising my voice or holding out syllables."
"Done!" I said, hugging him tightly. "I love you," I whispered in his ear. (God that sounded cheesy)
"You owe me big time," he said just as quietly. I pulled back enough to look at his face.
"Also done," I said, kissing him.
"Aw come on!" Tori and Charlie both exclaimed, groaning.
"Alright guys," Simon said, clapping his hands repeatedly. "Love fest's over, back to work." Derek pulled back smiling, and we got back to work.
"Case you're amazing!" I yelled as the edited version of our little musical number ended. I was never really good at the technical aspects of film making, meaning lights, sound, editing, and all that jazz, but it turned out that while she couldn't act to save her life, Casey was a technical genius. She had the whole "movie" edited within an hour, which I didn't even think was possible.
"Thanks," she said, trying to control her laughter. "I'm watching that again!"
For those who are wondering, we wound up doing sections from five songs. James and Miles did a little duet consisting of an argument they had had earlier about which Pokémon to name their moves after to the tune of Don't Stop Believin.' Julie and Simon redid part of the insult fight they had in preparation of gloating after a win to the Pirate of the Caribbean Theme song. Charlie repeated his speech about how the sun isn't a monster, but the moon is, to We Will Rock You, complete with slaps and claps. Tori did the rant about how she wanted her life to be like Buffy's from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, not some freaky 1800's Transylvanian one, to the tune of the Buffy intro music. That brings us to Derek, who Charlie morphed into looking exactly like Spike from Buffy. He showed up after the winner for the skate off was announced, and Anna/Tori dragged him around for the rest of the film, including waiting at the bus stop where the whole musical part took place. He just started listing off what most of us agreed were the best lines, such as "Take off your stalker hood," "All troubles are less with SPF 200," and "Dobby sacrificed himself for you!" to the Indiana Jones theme because it was easiest.
She was on the third replay of Derek's part, which she did an awesome job autotuning so the abnormally high voice sounded completely natural, when Simon suddenly appeared next to me, making me jump about a foot into the air.
"Guys!" he whined. "I want to watch the moooovies. Charlie already has the block up on the second floor and why are you still laughing?" The last part was directed at Casey, who was spinning her chair around laughing her ass off.
"Just show him," I said, leaning against a counter. "But he's the only one until whenever we show the whole thing." Casey restarted the whole thing, and after three seconds they were both laughing hysterically, and still laughing three minutes after it ended.
"Simon!" I yelled, getting pissed as I uselessly tried to drag him back onto his feet from the ground, which he had rolled onto as soon as Derek's part came up. "I thought we had other movies to watch."
"You're right," Casey said, recovering surprisingly fast, only to have a five second laugh attack as soon as she stood up. "But I for one am not going to be able to stop laughing, so let's just say Chloe didn't know the difference between Aliens and Predators."
"Uh… Should I?" I asked, confused when they looked at me with amused but also astonished faces.
"Come on! Those are classics!" Simon shouted.
"Agreed, how dare you call yourself a movie person," Casey said, shaking her head violently, then started laughing again. "Well at least it's true, let us go watch people stick leeches to their eyes now!" And she skipped out of the room. I turned to Simon.
"Should I really know the difference?"
"I'm with Casey on this one," he said, following her out. "It's unacceptable that you haven't seen them."
"Well I'm sorry, I'm not much of a sci-fi horror person, despite that I'm basically living one now."
"No, there's no aliens."
"Yet," I corrected him. We both looked at each other, smiled, then realized that aliens might as well show up and still be normal for us, and got the same panicked look on our faces. The first thing I did when we reached the second floor was ask "No one's seen any aliens, ever, have they?"
"Seen no, seen evidence that they exist yes," Casey said, shivering as she sat on the couch. "Hence my fear of owls."
"It's a very long, detailed, and senseless story," Julie said seeing my confused look.
"Yeah that I don't want to-" Casey began but then broke off into another laughing fit, which Simon joined in on.
"Why does everyone keep doing that here?" Tori asked, sounding very annoyed.
"Chl-Chloe di-didn't know the difference b-b-between P-predators and A-a-aliens," Simon said between laughs, which soon everyone besides Julie and I caught on to.
"Come on! It's not like I've seen every movie out there!" I said defensively, plopping down angrily next to Derek, who was laughing as hard as the others. I gave him my best glare and he immediately stopped.
"Hey," Miles said, recovering first. "We have things to do, like show the Brit here what-"
"Miles, I really don't want you to finish that sentence," Casey said, looking terrified.
"Yeah, you probably didn't," he said pensively. "Anyway, on with the show!"
Honestly, I enjoyed Jackass way more than I should have. It really was hilarious, especially the last stunt, which I have to agree with Casey was better than the sing along. And strangely enough, I seemed to enjoy it more than Charlie, who seems like he's one of the guys in the making. We even watched the other two, buying the third from Pay Per View, and didn't finish them until 11. By then, I was too exhausted to do anything else, so I went to my room.
As soon as I stepped inside though, I saw it. On my pillow was a sheet of paper with black writing on it. Slightly freaked, I rushed over to my bed. It read:
Chloe, meet me at the dock at 5:30 am, we all need to talk -Kit
PS: Don't get freaked out, Derek, Simon, Tori, and Lauren will be there too.
Well, despite Kit's reassurance, I was freaked. Why did he need to talk to us at practically dawn, alone, outside the house, for? I didn't even bother contemplating not going, if Derek was also supposed to be there he wouldn't let me skip. Whatever it was about, it would have to wait… only about six hours.
Shitty, I know, and I'm really sorry guys. This was the best I could do with everything that's been going on. The next chapter will be a plot chapter, tons of plot stuff to come, so this story really isn't turning into the last one. I just saw Step Brothers a few weeks ago, and the car scene from it and also Justin Bieber getting shot on CSI are the two videos I've watched most on YouTube, ever. I've been watching way too many movies and YouTube lately, so that's why so many are mentioned in this chapter, and Jackass was on when I started talking about it, so that's why it came up, plus it's an awesome movie. Oh, and anyone looking for a good movie to watch that's in theaters, talk to me, I've seen almost all of them, just came home from Beastly (which I hate to admit was amazingly hilarious and I have a new respect for blind people, Will is one of my all time favorite movie characters now) and Red Riding Hood actually. Please review, it'll make me feel better (not that I'm all depressed or anything really, maybe I'll just get sympathy reviews if I imply that I am).