So Cold • Hardzello

Chapter 10

J. Deacon
Hey Ben, I've worked out your schedule. It'll be Monday through Thursday. I know you said you have meetings on Wednesday. You don't have to come in till 4:30. Friday and Saturday will be your off days because I know you're a teen and would like to have fun on the weekends. I don't open on Sundays so you'll have the whole weekend off! Also hope you wouldn't mind coming in on one of your off days if needed to. I'll see you Monday!

Me
Thank you, John! I'll always try to be there on time and I will gladly come in if I need to. I'll see you Monday!

Ben placed his phone back down and headed downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning sweetheart!" Angela gleamed as she made a pancake breakfast for her family.

"Morning Mum!" Ben grabbed a plate and helped himself to the bacon and eggs, taking a fork to also get some already done pancakes. He loved his mother's cooking. No food could compare to hers.

"That boy still coming over today? I hope he's not been an awful jerk to you." She frowned, flipping the pancake.

"Yeah, He is. He's not the worst but he's not the best either. I'm just going to suck it up for the sake of this project." Ben explained, pouring syrup on his pancakes. Joe was a little bitchy, but Ben learned to just live with it.

"Well, that's very grown-up of you, darling." She made her plate as well and sat at the table to eat with her son.

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"I figured you wouldn't show up again." Ben teased as he opened the door for the auburn.

"I can leave now if you'd like." Joe snarked back, his arms crossed. Ben shook his head and let Joe inside.

"It's weird seeing you in another color aside from black." Joe was dressed in a red Zeppelin t-shirt and some ripped blue jean shorts. The color of the tips of his hair was the same red as his shirt now as well. Weren't they blue last night? How could he dye them from blue to red? Since his hair was already naturally red, well technically orange, the neon red actually stood out.

"Am I not allowed to wear some comfortable, cool clothes on a hot summer day?" Joe made a fair point. He chose a good outfit. His shorts didn't look like they were men's though. They looked like they were women's.

He still looks great in th- Ben, what the hell? You can't think that.

Ben then continued to argue with his inner voice.

Ben, are you saying he's attractive in them? You hate him, he's a jerk. Why would you think that?!

I mean, he's not bad-looking. He's actually kind of cut- NO! I SEE YOUR POINT!! You're right I hate him, he hates me! It's mutual!

"Well you make a valid argument," he replied as they walked up to his room, "also your hair, how is it red now?"

"It's always been red since the day I was born." Joe smirked, being the cocky little shit he was.

"The tips, smartass." Ben should have clarified that at first. He sat on his bed and grabbed his laptop and notebook.

"It's not actually dyed, it's hair color wax. Haven't you ever seen the movie Ten Inch Hero?" Ben kinda frowns, always thinking it was bleached and not familiar with the movie that sounded like an innuendo.

"I really thought it was dyed and no, never heard of it." Joe threw himself into the desk chair and spun around.

"Nope, I'd never mess up my gorgeous, fiery hair. Too good to waste. That's understandable that you've never heard of it, still should watch it. You know the dude from Supernatural? Dean? Yeah, his actor plays in it." It would have been strange to hear Joe just talk so much a few weeks ago, but he seemed to be in a good mood and they got along fairly well last night.