3rd Scene

I rang the doorbell and waited nervously, clutching my duffle bag. Finally I saw the familiar black hair and blond dreads. "Hey guys!" I exclaimed.

They each took a bag from my hands. "Hey." Bill smiled at me. "Come on in."

This was the first time I've been in their new place. My breath hitched at the beauty. And the place was freaking huge! "This is gorgeous."

"Thanks. But mom decorated." Tom smirked. "And we both know that if Bill had a choice, the whole place would be black leather and dark hard-wood flooring."

I giggled. "Tom!" Bill whined. "Don't be so mean."

"Lighten up Bill." The dreaded teen stuck his tongue out at his brother.

Bill stuck his back, the piercing playing peek-a-boo. "You two are so mature." Simone spoke sarcastically as she walked in. She pulled me into a hug. "Hello Sam. It's been so long."

I hugged her back. A couple years ago she was like my second mother. "Too long."

"Well supper will be ready in a couple of hours. What are you guys going to do?"

I looked at the twins and raised my eyebrows. Bill answered first, predictably. "We're inviting Andreas over and we'll play some video games and stuff."

"You kids play too many video games." She laughed before returning to wherever she had left.

The twins noticed my confused expression. "It's time for a tour!" Tom exclaimed. Before I knew what was happening he had thrown me over his shoulder.

"Put me down!" I squealed. He laughed and ran with me hanging. "Bill!!!!" I shouted. "Help me!"

He waved as he followed close behind. Finally I was set down, too bad my balance was knocked off. I fell over. "Did you have fun?" Bill asked, standing over me.

I rolled my eyes and stuck my tongue out at him. "You're both little fuckers."

"But you love us." He pouted. I could not resist that pout. Not even when we were kids.

"Of course I do. Now help me up!" They each grabbed a hand. But instead of them pulling me to my feet I tripped them and they landed beside me. I laughed. "How was your trip? Did you take any pictures?"

Tom growled and attacked my ribs. Soon Bill joined in my getting my feet. Don't take it lightly when I say, I'm EXTREMELY ticklish all over. I rolled around, trying to get away. That's pretty hard when it's two against one, and the other two are tickling you to their very best. "You give?" Tom asked. I nodded. "I didn't hear you." He continued to tickle me.

"Please," I gasped between laughter and screams. "Stop!"

Bill had stopped tickling and was laughing so hard tears were slidding down his cheeks. "Tom," He gasped between laughing fits. "You. Better. Stop. You'll. Kill. Her."

Finally he stopped and I lay there, gasping for air. I curled into fetal position. Bill and Tom appeared over me, worry written on their face. "Star, are you OK?" My attacker asked. Fear was evident in his voice.

I played it up a bit. I moaned and pretended I still couldn't breath properly. "Star!" Bill's eyes were huge. He turned to his brother. "I warned you." He screached.

I winced and sat up. Enough torturing them. "I'm fine guys."

Relief was written on their faces and they wrapped me in one of their twin sandwiches. "You had us scared shitless." Tom had tears in his eyes. "Fuck, I thought I really hurt you."

"I kinda played it up after I got my breath back." I admitted sheepishly. "I'm sorry."

"It's Ok. I guess we did deserve it." His dreads fell over my shoulders in the hug.

"Yeah. You're both fuckwads." I chuckled.

"Well why don't we give Andi a call?" Bill sugested. He didn't do so well when it came to Tom and I sharing a moment. I never could guess why, all friends have moments. Hell, him and I have at least three every time we hang out.

Twenty minutes later Andreas was standing on their doorstep. I answered the door and slammed it in his face with a scream. Both the twins came running. "What's wrong?" Tom asked, his eyes darting in every direction.

"Nothing," I laughed. "I just wanted to see if it would work."

"You're evil." Bill glared.

I opened the door and saw a stunned Andreas. "Sorry." I laughed again. His face was just to priceless. I wish I had a camera.

"What the fuck was that about?" He asked, miffed. I knew he wasn't actually angry.

"I was pulling a prank on the twins." I explained.

He looked at them and saw their gob-smacked expression and he laughed too. "I see. Glad I could be of assistance."

"You are evil." Bill repeated, still through clenched teeth. He hated being poked at.

"Awww." I hugged him. "Don't feel bad."

He hugged me back. "Ok. I guess I can forgive you."