^Tom Holland as Daniel
"So you're telling me some British guy in a Texan hat offered you guys $15,000, you shot him down so, he gave you a business card and said he would buy whatever you want?" Garret asked trying to wrap his brain around this insanity.
"Or make you a Star!" Trish said shooting her arms in the air.
I shrugged, "Basically." I turned back to the spaghetti noodles willing them to cook faster.
"We tried to tell him that money was no concern to us and that we were just happy that she was okay," Brett said. "All I did was call 911 anyways," Brett said it almost like he was apologetic.
"If it wasn't for you calling 911, she could've died from blood loss though, if I'm seeing the same thing you're describing," Amy stated.
Amy was annoying me despite being right...
I could see her constantly touching Brett and I could tell she was trying to show off her curves when she stuck her large Tata's out proudly. She was to close to him for my liking and when the room was loud to where I couldn't hear them and he laughed, I fought the urge to go boob punch her and steal Brett away from the threat.
What was I thinking? He wasn't mine.
I shook my head trying to clear my thoughts and endorse myself back into the conversation when I saw Garret caught my eye, leaning up against the counter. "How long till dinner's done?" He whined. I gave him a death glare which made him gave a low laugh. "You know, there's a faster way to cook noodles," Garret said grabbing the third box of noodles. "If you're interested?" He offered.
"Okay, how?" I was down for any imaginable way at this point.
"Watch this..." He said as he held up his finger to give him a minute. After successfully opening the package of noodles, he waved his hands around them as a beauty guru would do. I gave an ooh sound before he brought a finger to his lips. "Now watch closely as I grasp both ends," He demonstrated as he wrapped his fist around the large stack of noodles. "-And snap!" The noodles snapped in half and I narrowed my eyes at it. "Like magic, they will take half the time to cook and half the time to cut!"
"Fancy." I said, hiding back my actual mind fuck which was, "Why didn't tell me about this earlier!"
"You're welcome!" He said giving a small bow. After a minute he said, "I was wondering if you wanted to maybe got to the lake this weekend?" He joked and I couldn't help but laugh too.
"Yeah. I'm going to have to pass on that!"
Garret stepped a bit closer than need be when he said, " How about the movies then? Friday night?" He proceeded with a smirk on his face. At first, I thought he was joking but he was to close to be joking. "This Friday?" I asked unable to keep the confusion out of my voice.
"If you're up to it." Garret dared.
That was the thing, I wasn't up to it. I couldn't reject him though? If Brett didn't think of us as more than friends, then he would question why I didn't go with Garret. Then again, what if we had a lesson that day?
"I was planning on heading to the library in the morning-" I said awkwardly but, the silence didn't shake him. Maybe he wanted to go as friends? "But I guess Friday night would work?"
"Great!" Garret said looking a little bit relieved. "It's a date." Before walking away, leaving me inquiring if he was joking or not.
About 20 minutes later, everyone was digging into their own helping of spaghetti and not to brag, but it was delicious!
"This is the best spaghetti I've ever had!" Amy said! "Whoever came up with the idea to have spaghetti for Christmas dinner is a GENIUS!" She said.
"Why thank you," I said accepting the praise that Amy had finally given me today. "Did you know that maple syrup is actually in the spaghetti sauce?" I said.
"As in the syrup you put on pancakes?" Daniel seemed blown away by this. I nodded. "Betty Crocker brand!"
"Impressive." Garret sent a small wink my direction and I just gave a small smile not to be rude.
"My grandparents put ketchup in their spaghetti," Amy said.
"Eww!" Everyone said at once.
"Hey! If you think syrup in spaghetti sounds more appetizing than ketchup, theirs something wrong with you. And, you can't knock it till you try it!" Amy protested.
"That's right!" I said taking a sip of my water. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm ready for presents!"
Several murmurs of agreement rose from around the table and soon everyone was assembled on the couch around the Christmas tree. I was favorably in the middle of Amy and Brett. Trish, Daniel, and Garret congregated around us.
"Sorry about the happy birthday wrapping paper guys! But the Christmas rolls were not even a centimeter thick and $5!" Trish apologized.
"It's close enough to my birthday." Brett shrugged.
"What is it now? A week and you'll finally have caught up!" Daniel jeered, folding his arms above his head.
"What's the big deal with turning 18 anyways?" Trish asked. "Sure you can be seen as an adult, but I like not having to work."
"No one likes that!" Amy said. "But money is what makes the world spin."
"Guys, we all know why Brett is so excited to be 18," Garret started. "18 is the legal age that you can become a stripper!"
Everyone started into a fit of laughter, minus Brett, who just put a hand to his heart with his mouth hanging open. "How'd you know?" Garret shrugged.
"I think now that the cat's out of the bag that a show is required." Daniel joined in, and I laughed when Brett flung a pillow that was nearby at Daniel.
"Not a bad idea," Amy whispered into my ear while the boys started to have a playful fight. " Nice ass!" She said in a joking voice while Brett was wrestling Daniel into the couch. I knew for a fact she wasn't even though Daniel smacked Brett's butt causing Brett to yell "Ow". I shook my head both irritated and yet laughing.
"I'm going to start opening my presents if you two love birds want to watch!" Garret said clearly annoyed that they were causing so much ruckus. Brett instantly got up and sat on Daniel's now horizontal torso and I laughed when Daniel protested. "Dude, get off! I can't see through your fat head!" Brett just shrugged and scooted as if he was getting comfortable.
"Angelina! Amy! Someone get this fat head off of me!" Daniel breathed.
"Nope!" Amy grinned.
"Come on Brett!" I said letting a little smile make its way to my lips. "Presents await us!" I stood up and grabbed his arm dragging him back to his spot beside me.
An hour later, everyone was leaving with their presents in hand. Garret got 2 call of duty games from Brett, A mug set that said Cunt and Dick from Damien, an I love Justin Bieber shirt from Amy, a shock collar that read Princess on it from Amy, and a candle that smelled like cow manure from me. Damien received a naked barbie doll with baby tattooed on its back, a carebear mask that I knew was from Brett, an eyeshadow pallet that all the colors were a cuss word from me, a Leg lamp, and a Hello kitty Radio. Brett got a man bikini, Wax strips, an exploding kitten game from me, a whats your poop telling you calender, and a mug that read man tears on it. Trish got a Wonder woman apron, a wine opener from me, a cards against humanity game from Brett, glitter pills, asshole repellant, and pickle lip balm. Amy got a tank top with its boobs cut out, a shirt that said I love Taylor Swift, a banana holder, a mug that read 'coffee make me poop', a potato holder from me, and finger hand puppets from Brett. I received dick lipstick, a roll of duct tape, a "Men are God's gag gift to women" Plaque, a wine cup that said queen and a squirrel stuffed animal that I could only assume was from Brett...
"Thank you guys so much!" I shouted after them. "Drive home safe!"
Once they were all in their car, I locked the door back and couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief before sinking against the door.
"Woah Angel! Are you all right?" Brett's concerned voice made me come back into reality.
"Oh yeah! I'm just tired." I admitted. Although I had wanted to spend some quality time with Brett, I was feeling dead tired. My stomachs constant cramping was starting to worry me that the special time of the month was coming early. I was never ready to deal with it.
Being a girl sucked.
"Do you want to go to bed?" His concerned voice just made me want to get up and show him I was alright.
"Definitely not!" I said at once bringing myself to my feet. "I think we need to watch Christmas Vacation and munch on some Christmas cookies," I said as I dived onto the couch. Finding the remote, I searched Netflix for one of the most famous Christmas movies ever. Brett returned just in time with a Ziploc bag full of cookies.
The conversation was kept to a minimum as the movie played and instead, was replaced with laughter. Brett stole the remote at the end and said that he was going to bed. However, I stayed up a good 2 more hours after that, just watching YouTube videos simply because I was not tired.
BRETTS POV
It wasn't until she put on another movie that I'd realized that I'd been holding my breath. I hesitated before going upstairs, surprised that she hadn't accompanied me.
They were just lessons.
There were moments where I had to mentally slap myself for me to not go to her side, sweep a hair away from her eyes, or keep my hands to myself. Sometimes her small glances at me would give me a warm feeling but, she couldn't like me.
She was flirting with Garret earlier!
It stung more than I was willing to admit. I've never seen myself as a jealous type but my blood seemed to boil even though she wasn't mine.
I should just tell her! My mind protested.
I spun over once again frustrated.
I'll tell her if she comes in. I thought.
I lay there alone for hours. Hours of hope yet, she never came.
I honestly want to go back to my younger self and tell her that all of these cliff hangers are too obvious and that I should have figured out how to write more exciting chapters.
Good news though, the next couple of chapters I wrote 2 years ago to now! So they should be a bit better!
And thank you so much for all the support! Can't believe this story has reached 1k! Love u guys!!