Greg came in the room.
"Mom asked you to put all your dirty clothes in the wash."
Rodrick pulled a face at him.
"Mom asked you to put all your dirty clothes in the wash." He mocked.
"While you're here Greg, can you and the boys go down to the deli and grab a pack of red bull, sprite, red licorice and 2 packets of lollies ." I asked handing him the $30
"Thirty dollars is too much, here have the ten dollars back."
"Whatever you don't spend you can keep, my thanks for buying the stuff."
I kissed him on the cheek.
"Thanks!" He exclaimed. He closed Rodrick's door and left.
"Why did you give the little squirt the money! He can't be trusted."
"Calm down, I got you red bull."
He smiled.
"Okay."
"Do you have plans tomorrow?" I asked
"Band practice."
I held my phone up to him, showing him a picture of a flyer.
"BOARDWALK RIDES!
OPENED FROM 1/4 - 1/5
LIMITED TIME ONLY THIS YEAR."
His eyes widened and in sync together we yelled, "CRANIUM SHAKER!"
It was a annual event we did together religiously.
We started singing the theme song together for the ride.
(Pretend there is one)
We dance around like baboons before finally collapsing on the bed together, panting heavily from all the jumping and messing around.
I sat up and started playing with his hair.
"Should we go tomorrow?" I thought out loud.
"Nah," He pause for a second to think. "Actually tomorrow is a Sunday and sundays aren't that busy."
"Yeah, but should we wait till next week?"
"Next week is school holidays!" Rodrick Lit up.
"Parents are probably going to Idaho for the break, so if you get a call that we have to stay over, I'm sorry." I laughed
"But you know what that means!" I chirped up, "Party at my place!"
I grabbed my fingers and started jabbing him in the sides.
"PARTY, PARTY, WOOP WOOP!" I Yelled.
"Stop!" Rodrick cried "it hurts." I started jabbing harder.
He grabbed hold of my wrist.
"Okay, Okay I'll stop."
A clutter of knocks erupted on the door and I jumped up off the bed.
Greg, Will and Rowley stood there with there hands full of my shopping list items.
"Thank you, you're a doll." I smiled pecking Rowley and Greg's cheeks.
I grabbed the red bull, red licorice, one pack of lollies.
"You guys can have the sprite and other pack of lollies." They all chattered excitedly among themselves and headed downstairs to play video games.
I threw Rodrick a red bull and stick of licorice.
"Sick!" He exclaimed chomping down on the red candy.
"Cranium Shaker," He mumbled to him self.
"What movies you got?" I asked dragging my finger across the collection.
One particular movie caught my attention.
'psycho' was written across the spine of the cover.
(I would do anything thing to watch this movie for the first time)
"This looks cool." I pointed out.
Rodrick sat up and put his head in the crook of my neck to look.
"Ooh, Psycho!" He exclaimed.
I placed the disc in the player.
"One sec," I called, scavenging throughout my bag for my charger.
At the top I saw $15. That sly motherfucker.
I picked up the money.
"Be back in a second toilet break."
I walked downstairs and snuck behind Greg. I slipped the money in his shirt pocket.
"Keep it, buy yourselves a ice cream or something."
"But I don't need it." He argued handing me back the money.
I gave it to Rowley.
"Buy yourselves a ice-cream." I repeated.
"No thanks, mom says not to take money from people."
I groaned. "God you guys are boring. Looks like I need to give it to Rodrick."
"I'll take it!" Exclaimed Will earning a slap on the chest from Greg.
"Here you go lil bro, enjoy yourself."
I walked back upstairs and perched against he hanging chair in the corner, watching the movie.
Will knocked on the door.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Mrs Heffley asked me to come upstairs and give you some popcorn."
"Oh, cool thanks."
"What are you guys watching?" He asked staring at the TV intrigued.
"None if you're beeswax, flea." I scoffed, Damn I sounded like Rodrick.
He gasped. "You're watching psycho!" He hopped in bed next to Rodrick engrossed in the movie. Rodrick turned his head to me and we were trying to talk, using charades.
"You shouldn't be watching this." I told Will.
"Neither should you." He spat.
"I'm 16, you're 13 now get out."
He stuck his hand in the popcorn bowl, ignoring me.
"I'm sorry, I can't get in trouble" I mouthed to Rodrick.
"Come on let's go." I groaned grabbing him by the arm.
"Also give me back my fifteen bucks."
"What! No!" He exclaimed.
I saw it hanging out his pocket and snatched it.
I handed it to Rodrick.
"For you're troubles." I mumbled under my breath.
I grabbed my bag and headed out, back to our house.
"You're a bitch." He grunted.
"Language!" I reminded him, trying to keep my cool.
"Look, I'm sorry I bummed out you're good time, but you gotta haves some respect for me. You can't go around acting like that, it's embarrassing and I don't think it impressed Rodrick."
"What are you talking about?" He question confused.
"Every time you act like that, it's usually when someone is around."
"Whatever!" He grouched.
I gave him the death stare and stormed up to my room. I stomped my way towards the window my face angry and annoyed. I grabbed my curtains and while doing so Rodrick stood by his window, smiling and waving.
I glared at him then dramatically shut the curtains. I felt so mad and stormed towards my doors. Everything I done ended with a slam or a bang.
Even trying to change into different clothes was annoying me. Taking off Rodrick's shirt messed my hair and I screamed in frustration. Which it usually wouldn't bother me.
My mom came to my room.
"What's wrong?" She asked, Will stood by the doorway with a worried look on his face.
"Nothing, just a little fight with my friends."
Her expression was soft.
"That's okay hun, everyone has their occasional fight." I nodded my head and saw Will creep away.
He'll owe me for this.