On the Inside with Elizabeth Olsen

Microwave Popcorn

Ah, shi-, goddamn, that's hot, super hot
Makes sense (I burned my fingie)

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Liz POV

"Oh, that's them!" Trent says with a certain excitement in his voice as he races to the door. "Who?!" I tell after him but by the attentional voices entering the house. I know exactly who it is.

"Lizzie?!"

God damn it.

I get up and off the couch to greet my (step) sister & brother Courtney and Jake. I breathe a little sigh of relief when I don't see any sign of our Dad. "What are you two doing here?"

"Us? What about you?" Courtney says with a sly smile while rushing over to me to pull me into a big that I swear is going to cause my chest to collapse. "I just wanted to visit before going to a friends!" I cheerfully say while eyeing my sister. Her eyes look away from me while Jake pulls me into a hug. "How's filming?"

"Good!" I say, adding more enthusiasm to my voice. "Can you spill secrets yet or what?" If only he knew. "Never." Jake rolls his eyes and makes his way toward Trent. "Where's Jarnie?" Court asks next to me. "In the kitchen." Out of the corner of my eye, I see Jake and Trent head that way.

"So, what are you two doing here?"

I mean, no offense, but them coming here without Dad doesn't happen often.

"Well, I wanted to come over and see Jarnie and Trent since I've been away this past month. Plus, while you were filming in London, I'd try and stop by and see Jarnie and have dinner and stuff." Courtney's voice trails at the end of the sentence. I know she loves my- our family, so I didn't mean to sound rude if I came across that way.

"Right. Of course! I didn't know about the dinners, but that's nice!" Court shines a smile at me that I give back. "Let's go see the woman of the hour!" I place my arm around Courtney and bring him into the kitchen, where Jake and Trent are already pushing her buttons.

"Okay, that's enough! Every Olsen with a penis, get out!"

I physically have to stop myself from covering my face while Courtney laughs and the boys groan with a couple of ewws and gross Jarnie. Once the boys leave to do whatever they want to do, Courtney greets my mother. "Hey J!" She says as they have a short hug. "How was Mexico?" My mom asks Court before getting back to working on dinner. I see now that my mom did wind up preparing food for more than just three people. So she knew Jake and Court were coming? Hmm.

"Oh my gosh! It was so wonderful! Between the beaches, the sun, and the authentic Mexican food, I could've died." She looks so bubbly as she speaks. I knew she looked tanner, but then again, she lives in California, so whatever.

"When did you get back?" I ask, leaning myself into the kitchen island, pulling Court's attention to me. "LAX. Earlier today." My eyes widen at the answer as my mom briefly looks up at us. "So did Lizzie." Thanks, mom.

"Did you?!" Court doesn't look as surprised as her voice sounds. Does she know? "Anyways, Lizzie, I gotta show you some of the pictures I took!" Court starts patting herself down as if she's looking for her phone. But I see the outline in her front pocket. "Probably left it in the living room. Come on." She pretends to sound annoyed as we leave my mom alone to finish up tonight's pasta.