Oozing Chemistry

7th Thing's 7th

He jumps and rushes back, jamming a ton of buttons before giving up and yanking the plug out. He backs away, but by the time he figures out how to stop the music, Alex is already in his bathroom playing with the shower.

Reggie frowns and mumbles, and I pat his back, knowing how much he loves showers.

Bobby peeks around the corner in his bathroom, and Reggie and I tip toe behind him, giggling. He slowly approaches the shower and turns it off, scared out of his mind.

Then, Luke gets a brilliant idea. He bends over the white porcelain bar sink and drags his finger along the foggy mirror, leaving the words "Hello Bobby" in his place.

Bobby freezes in place and stares at the mirror, completely terrified, and rushes to the door, Alex shutting it just in time and making Bobby face plant into it. 

The boys and I burst out laughing, and I have to lean on Reggie to keep me from falling over. Alex pushes against the door, and Bobby slams down on it from the other side.

"Let! Me! Out!" he screams, and Alex lets go of the handle with an evil grin. 

Suddenly, out comes Bobby panicking his brains out. Bobby stands still and glances around before speed-walking back down the stairs as fast as he can, once again leaving the four of us dying of laughter.

We follow him, deciding that we're only getting started upstairs, and poof outside to see him hopping into his private helicopter, the blades whirring loudly as he vanishes into the sky, probably for his therapist.

"Quick! Let's moon him before he gets too far away!" Reggie says excitedly, and Luke agrees instantly, unbuckling his jeans.

"He can't see us," Alex reasons, but the boys are beyond reason. They usually either do the opposite or continue with their single brain-celled idea.

"Oh, it's not for him, bro. It's for us." Yes, thank you, Luke, for confirming what I already know. All three boys bend over, pulling down their pants. "Whew! Take that, Bobby!"

"No! Gross!" I shout, shielding my eyes from being tainted by their naked butts. "My eyes! They burn!"

"Oh, please," Reggie laughs as he, Alex, and Luke become decent again. "You'd love to see our butts. Our butts are amazing. We're blessing Bobby, really."

"Yeah, no," I frown and cross my arms, and out comes Julie beyond angry. Uh, oh.

"Did you guys have fun in there?"

"OK, you'd do the exact same if he stole all your songs," Luke defends, but I know Julie's response immediately.

"Don't think she'd moon him," I mutter, and Julie nods her head.

"But you have new songs. With me." The boys just stand there and stare at her. "The best way to get back at Trevor is for this band to do great. And to do great, we have to play at dances, then clubs."

"And tours. I know," Luke stops her, stepping forward as I weasel my way between Alex and Reggie behind him. 

"I'll see you guys at the school. We go on at nine. Please don't be late. There's gonna be a lot of people there."

"We got it. Alright? Don't worry," Alex assures her, but it sounds more like a kid trying to get their mom off their back.

When Julie's out of ear shot, Reggie's vengeful side returns. "I don't care what Julie says. I'm glad we scared Bobby. Wish we'd done more, like... like written 'thief' on his forehead!" 

I laugh at how adorable he looks when he's overexcited. We should have done that, though... Not a bad idea. Mhm, note to self: get permanent marker.