Mischief

twelve

*knock *knock "Come in!" I call from my bed. The door opens, revealing Felix who is still in his pajamas. "Oh hi, do you need anything?" I ask. "Oh, yeah um I have to move my stuff in here temporarily. Your grandparents are visiting today, remember?" He says.

"Shit, that's right." I mumble. I set down the book I was reading, "Sure, I'll be right there. Let me just clear a few things out." I smile slightly. He nods, closing the door halfway. I sigh, picking up a few clothes from the ground and clearing an area for his luggage. There, that should do it.

"You can put your luggage there." I say, pointing to the open area. He sets down the duffle bag and an extra bag of clothes. He stands there for a bit with his hands in his pockets. I clear my throat, "Um, do you need some privacy?" I ask, looking up. "Oh, yeah sure. I'll be quick don't worry." He says.

"Oh no it's fine, you can use the bathroom for a shower if you want to." I say quickly. He nods, soon looking at me up and down. I shift a bit, clearing my throat, "I'll go get some breakfast." I smile, turning around and closing the door behind me.

I sigh, passing the hallway and walking down the stairs. I head to the kitchen, opening the fridge and searching for some food. I take some fruit and milk out, attempting to make a smoothie.

After finishing breakfast and reading some more, I go upstairs. I open the door quietly, walking into the quiet room. As I shut the door, the bathroom door opens.

Felix steps out of from the room, with navy blue sweatpants and a white shirt half way on. I clear my throat, "Um, we're going to pick up my grandparents at the airport. Do you want to come?" I ask.

He nods, putting his shirt over the rest of his torso. "I'll be ready soon." He says. I nod an ok, putting on my shoes and grabbing my jacket. "I'll be downstairs." I say before leaving and closing the door behind me.

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The day is grey, it's raining and thick clouds cover the sky. I'm crammed in between my brother and Felix in the backseat. Soon the airport comes into view and my dad parks the car. "Do you kids want to come?" He asks us. We all say yes, opening the car doors.

We wait, sitting in the uncomfortable chairs. I check my phone for a bit, liking posts and texting Morgan. "They're here!" My mum says.

My face brightens up as I see my grandparents walking near us. "Grandma!" I smile, hugging her. "Hello, dear." She smiles warmly, hugging me lightly.

"How are you?" She asks me, pulling away. "I'm fine, I'm fine." I say. "Good, I'm glad." She smiles once again. They greet my parents and my brother, even Felix.

"And who may you be?" My grandmother asks. "Felix, Felix Blackwood." He smiles, shaking her hand softly. "Well, it's lovely to meet you Mr. Blackwood. Are you a friend of Audrey by chance?" She asks again. "Yes... great friends indeed." He smiles.

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I carefully take the china plates out of the cabinet, stacking them on top of each other. "Your grandparents seem nice." He says from behind me. I chuckle lightly, "Yeah, they are." I say.

"Particularly your grandma. She seems to take a liking towards me." He laughs. "Well, that's because you're another person who's my age. She thinks we're dating or something, I just know her." I say, bending down to grab the cloths and forks.