Chapter six: The fun begins...
Nathaniels POV
School came and went fast this first semester. I stared out the window of my room as I glared at the petunias that I couldn't stand near without having an allergy fit. Why did mom have those if it means her own son can't stand outside on our own front porch?
I rolled over in the bed and groaned. My neck and back were sore from lack of sleep, and I curled up like a cat. I felt so pathetic. On the last day of the semester the most embarrassing thing happened...
I hadn't been able to live it down with my sister, or my parents ever since. That and I never get good sleep anyway. What am I blaming that incident for when me not sleeping isn't anything new? Maybe because usually I'm depriving myself of sleep for a good reason as opposed to moping around wondering why the girl I ... Might... Like... Has to be so annoying!
And to make things worse... Something very terrible and scary had happened on the last day of semester that will be forever burned into my mind as the most embarrassing event of my school life.
I groaned again as I heard footsteps outside of my room.
I held my breath as the footsteps slowed near my door.
Drat... They were entering my room... No... Keep out... Go away...
"Oh brother dear, are you done fantasising yet? We'd like to eat lunch with you sometime this century, and your breakfast is in the fridge." Amber inquired sarcastically.
I peeked a glare at her, my head engulfed in a blush and I exhaled heavily in reply...
Fine. If people were going to treat me so bad, I'd simply not care anymore. I dragged myself out of the bed blanket and all wrapped superman style over my shoulders. Wordlessly I pushed past her and then took my seat at the table and stared at the fish pattern on the placemat.
Mom had her eyes on me the whole time, chewing slower once I'd sat down. I peeked at her and felt a little better. She didn't go as hard on me as dad. I smiled a little.
"It's kind of cold with the air conditioner..." I excused my blanket robe substitution. She nodded her head and continued to eat. The chicken pasta salad placed before me looked really good so I eventually gave up and ate, but to be honest I'd rather be somewhere else right now.
My father sat down and my bite sized shrank immensely. He looked at me for a good long minute before proceeding to read his book as he ate his own small portion.
"So..." He started after a second minute if silence.
"Yes?" I prompted.
"Who is she anyway?" He grumbled in his usual fashion.
My heart stopped beating and my sweat glands took over, pumping excessively.
"She...she's the new girl." I choked, shovelling another bite into my mouth chewing extra long.
He hummed noncommittally and then looked over his glasses at me, "and is this the same new girl who did that number on your sister? She should have been dealt with legally for that you know." He continued.
I swallowed and then jabbed a chicken piece extra hard, forcefully smashing the noodles onto the fork after it like a shish-kabob...
"Y-yeah but she was dealt with... She hasn't done anything like it since..." I meekly replied. Amber's grinning face as she picked at her own salad angered me to no end.
"Nathaniel, stop glaring at your sister. She was the victim there. I don't want you seeing this hooligan girl. Do you hear me? It's bad news. You were always the problem child... Don't revert to that or so help me, you'll be living in a boarding school." He finished before I even had the chance to explain that I wasn't interested in seeing her.
Well that would be a huge lie, but still.
"She has a boyfriend." I lied. "I don't like her either." I lied some more.
Amber dropped her fork and stared at me. "Oh and who's her boyfriend? Castiel? Is that why you're so jealous?" She chimed. "It would explain why you flipped out like that..."
She winked at me and then returned to pretending to eat.
My fathers eyes swivelled between the two of us until they locked on me, ready for target practice.
"So you're interfering with someone else's relationship?" He assumed.
I died at this point and basically speared my chicken like a savage and my head dropped down.
"I am NOT seeing her, or TRYING to... I... I can't tell you anything." I got up and stormed off to my room...
Curse her... If only it hadn't happened...
The last day of semester...
It was the last day of semester... I was sure... I had checked three times already just to be sure. I sat in the front of class, but for no real reason. On the last day no work was generally done in class anyway. Vacation handouts were given and the topic for the next semester would be gone over briefly leaving the rest of class to be free time. I had already finished half of my vacation homework and was bored, as you generally get when you have no life or friends.
I stared at the whiteboard and was annoyed with the streaky left behind marker marks. I eventually sighed and got up to clean it only to see I was beaten to it.
I stayed standing as I figured out who it was... Huh... Voaz.
Lately I'd been feeling above and beyond guilty for being so distant... In class and other times in which I can't avoid her she was always so quiet and ... Um... Caring?
She had this look in her eyes that I couldn't place, but it was the same kind of look she always used to give me when she first came here. It was the look that made me attracted to her at first. I've never had a female of my age and demographic stare at me so intensely before.
I felt like I was suddenly made of gold or something every time she looked at me like that.. Well except for when it was in the back of my head, that was annoying.
"Hey, you okay?" I yelped much to my dismay as she suddenly appeared right in front of me, leaning forward, arms crossed on the desk.
"Uh yeah, I'm fine... Just thinking."
"About vacation? What are you planning on doing anyway..." She cocked her head and waited for my answer.
I sighed and replied, "I tend to not do anything on the vacation. I just stay home and do my work and then apply for a part time job somewhere... Then yeah... Um..." I looked down and folded my hands under the desk nervously.
"Really? Me too! My brother moved us here because he started his own business in town. He makes custom designed furniture and sells them You should come and see the place some time... Well it's not just a shop or something, its his house, and like he uses the giant oversized garage as his workshop." She explained.
"I thought you lived in an apartment...?" I replied.
"Oh well I did for the first week, but with my auntie. It was just until the previous owners moved out... They kinda took too long to move out, so we had to wait." She clarified.
I smiled at her, completely ignoring that information as I realised it was a stupid stalker sounding question... She was so pretty today. I sighed and tried to give in to enjoying the fact that she was talking to me, only to suddenly make the horrible realisation that Voaz has bad choice in clothing.
Ever since she and Castiel began hanging out her necklines seemed to be dropping lower and I scrunched my eyebrows displeased with how far she was leaning over. I almost wanted to pull her shirt up and chide her for it...
I should probably just stop looking... Shoot!
My word I'm terrible. Bad Nathaniel. You're a horrible person and your soul is going to suffer. Stop it. Now. Say something...
"You there?" She laughed waving a hand before my face.
Niiiiiice one Nathaniel. And you pride yourself on being such a good kid.
"Um... Have you ever felt like you're mind thinks one thing, but you tend to want to think something completely different? You know like your mind has its own mind?" I rambled.
"No, but I know you both lack minds..." Someone interrupted.
We both looked over at the offending character. She crossed her legs and flipped her hair as if she hadn't said a thing.
Voaz got up and returned to her seat and I almost yelped again when the bell went off.
So loud...
I was the first out of class and I rushed to my locker. Why was my best class shared with the two girls who give me the most trouble?
Suddenly as I was fumbling with my lock to relock it, a hand worked its way into my locker and pulled out a calculator.
I whipped around to see Amber standing there, turning my device on and then punching in something.
"What? Do you need my calculator for next lesson?" I asked tiredly.
She shook her head and then giggled. "I know what you were thinking about last lesson..." She grinned like a Cheshire Cat and then turned the calculator upside down and showed it to me, the numbers 58008 translated to 'boobs' with the numbers.
I went blank and stared at the offending word. I looked up and my smiling sister.
"You're thinking dirty. I'm not like that." I excused myself. After all, i may have been flustered, but i'm seriously not like that. She rolled her eyes and then followed me with the calculator still in hand.
"Is there any number combo that can spell 'in denial?' " she asked as she followed me out the door of the school.
"No amber, now leave me alone. It's not like that." I sat on a bench, with a table attached to it and buried my head into my arms. She sat down on the other side.
"You totally like her." She said. I grunted in reply.
She punched me in the arm playfully and giggled. "YOU DO! Stop denying it!"
I looked up at her... Had she finally lost it? She was being nice about this... Too nice...
"Shouldn't you be complaining that the idea of her and myself in a relationship churns your stomach? Why are you so happy I might possibly be slightly attracted to someone you clearly despise?" I half admitted.
She rolled her eyes and then the excuse came rolling out. "Well sorry for being excited that you've finally proven you aren't asexual. Actually, we all were begging to think you might be gay, but clearly not. Your eyes were like the size of her cups last class. Even if she's pretty trashy, at least you won't be embarrassing to have as a brother!" She offered.
"Wouldn't you be embarrassed that I have such 'poor taste' in girls?" I retorted. She slammed her fist on the table and narrowed her eyes at me.
"Excuse me but when I finally show an interest in your well being this is how you react? Well gee, sorry for bothering..." She got up and began to strut away in a huff.
Wait... Was she serious? What was she planning on doing? Helping me get her? Pffft if anything she would make it worse.
No I couldn't trust her. Maybe...
Ambers POV
I sauntered away counting the seconds before he would come running to ask for my help...
Why would I care you ask? Well frankly I don't. Ever since the little hussy did a number on my face though... I've been meaning to get some sort of elaborate revenge on her. What better way than to use her greatest weakness?
Well... Her greatest weakness aside from Asian things... I'd learned the hard way about that in art class. I'll never borrow any of Li's cute little ... Thingies... For my hair again! It was off some cartoon she knew and she wouldn't shut up about it...
Other than that my dear brother was clearly the point of her interest right now and he seemed to be showing signs of a mutual feeling. Despite the fact that I COULD forgive him for things that happened years and years ago I just can't help it.
I'd get them together, thus earning their trust in me, then I'd put up a false truce and let it sit for a while... Feigning innocence of course as they'd trust me by then...
Perhaps even accompany them over the school vacation? Maybe...
Then when the time is right, I hit my next target and drag him into the scheme:
Castiel.
It was also clearly obvious he he liked Voaz. As much as that tastes like bitter lemon juice and vinegar in my mouth it was true. They hadn't noticed it yet, as anyone wouldn't... My Cassy is so stubborn he doesn't like to show or talk about his feelings but I know him well enough.
After the school break is over, everyone will be wondering what everyone else did over the past few weeks and I'd plant some pretty little rumour seeds and watch them blossom under my grand supervision.
If there's anything he won't like, its losing to my brother, and in her little attempt to keep both boys close to her she'll find herself in such a huge mess that both guys will just leave her and I'll have my revenge. It's going to take a while and I know its also risky but it was worth it.
And... Even if my plan doesn't work, it'll keep my brother out of my way, and her too because they'll be too distracted with each other and castiel will be free. Rumours will fly regardless and everyone is happy, though the taste mightn't be as sweet.
I was amazed he didn't instantly run for my assistance. I sat down staring at him now out of the corner of my eye at the other side of the courtyard. In my direction I had lead his eyes to the rowdy spectacle beside me that I found hard to ignore.
Castiel and Voaz were having some kind of physical battle on a bench, hands and feet kicking and thrashing and other property falling to the ground as castiel attempted to tickle her while she desperately fought to avoid it.
What an animal... What does he see in her?does he LIKE a girl that acts like a man? If so then its clear that he's blind to have not been able to appreciate a real feminine girl.
I peeked over at Nathaniel again. Hmmm intriguing. Maybe he'd take matters into his own hands. I wouldn't have to get them together at all because this was a clear fight in the making...
Heeheehee...
Nathaniel's POV
I was about to get up and ask amber what the deal was when a high pitched squeal caught my attention. My eyes darted slightly to the left of where my sister was walking and my heart stopped, face hot and I glared at probably the most animalistic creature to ever pose as a respectable young man.
There he was, twice her size, pinning her down on a bench invading her personal space... She struggled underneath him, half laughing, half serious about wanting him to get off...
I simmered for a minute or two... He actually picked up her hat and threw it off, sliding her jacket down her shoulders to tickle her without a leather barrier... I clenched my fists remembering how revealing her clothes were...
She tried kicking him off, and their faces got closer...
This was... JUST NO!
I shot up and stormed over, not sure of what I was thinking or why I was just going to full on barge into this ordeal like an idiot...
It was nearly the end of day and I'd had enough for the term, really this was just ridiculous. Friends with her or not, I would NOT let him physically harass her.
As I approached I heard her shouting and carrying on...
"No... NO! Stop it! I told you not ... HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STOP! I'm serious!"
"Aww come on, admit it... You liiiike iiiiit!" He teased her.
Ugh! VULGAR! I didn't hesitate to grab him by the collar of his jacket and yank him back so fast I threw him on the ground to avoid falling down myself...
He stared at me shocked... hah... I hope he was freaked out by how livid I was...
"Hey what the #%$& man, really? What was that even for? Get out of here!" He shouted at me still too stunned.
"I don't think so! First of all if she wants you to stop YOU STOP! And secondly this is a hands off school and I don't appreciate witnessing you acting out your vulgar fantasies on someone you dare to call your friend! You're despicable!" I stepped on him in my sudden rage and then began to walk away.
Not before he leapt up and then tackled me to the ground... And so it began.
-five minutes later- I was sore and bloody in my knees and elbow and my face matched Amber's from the week or two previous. My mother and father were grim faced behind the front windscreen of my car, which was apparently confiscated by them now and I'd been suspended in advance for the next term... Great...
Perfect!
WONDERFUL!
...kill me now...
And here I sat. In my room, my mother and father calling out to me from the other side of the barricaded door. I had to get out of here. I was NOT spending four weeks with them for a so called 'break'... I needed a real one.
And... Despite me blaming her for this... I can't help but feel that its not her fault...as a matter of fact...
I sighed and flipped through a random book...
I really wanted to see her right now. And say I'm sorry.
To be continued...!