I found it pretty hard to get to sleep last night, I was scared to move in case I woke up Cassie with the noise of her squeaky bed and it was really cold because she had taken the duvet on her side. Nevertheless I didn't really care much. I looked over at her massive window. The sky was a cerulean type of blue and the darkness of last night was fading away into it. Cassie didn't have a clock in her room for some reason but I guessed it was around half 8.
Suddenly I heard her bedroom floor creak. To my assumptions it was Cassie trying not to wake me up. I heard her walking around with little thumps as her feet hit the ground. I ignored her though, I just stayed in bed, snuggled up in her duvet and blankets. I rolled over and groaned. She made a sort of gasping noise, like she got a fright. Maybe she thought she woke me up. I stared at the ceiling for a moment, and took in the sunlight shining in from her huge windows of hers. I rolled over and fell back asleep. About 30 minutes later I woke up again. My head was throbbing for some reason.
I decided I should probably go downstairs so that I don't sleep the whole day; I flopped down the ladder and I nearly hit my head twice, I felt pretty delirious and sleep deprived as I had just woken up but i ignored it.
I stumbled down the wooden stairs. Once I'd reached the hallway that leads into the kitchen my nose picked up on an amazing smell, pancakes. "Oh my god who's cooking" I walked into the kitchen. My eyes darted around the room landing on Kirk standing at the cooker covered in flour. I giggled and my hand shot up to my mouth to hide it. My laugh seemed to have accidentally caught his attention. and his head spun round.
"Demi! good morning" He smiled at me "I'm making pancakes" He held up a wooden spoon causing him to get a little flour on his face.
I giggled again "I see that Kirk" I walked over to him "You've got some flour" I pointed to the little spot of white powder on his face
"could you get that, If you don't mind" He said
"sure" I wiped the flour off his cheek when Cassie walked in.
she flicked her hair over her shoulder while reading the label on a spice jar "Kirk I got the-" she stopped "cinnamon, morning Demi?"
"Oh, She was just... I had," Kirk stuttered "Flour" he pointed at his face then looked at me. I sighed and walked over to Cassie
"Can I help?" I asked, gesturing to the cooker
"Nope" smiled Kirk "You can sit and wait for this culinary delight I am about to enchant your taste buds with"
Cassie laughed at us "See, you have to let Kirk make these himself, he's verryyy specific when he makes pancakes"
I walked over to the centre island and sat at one of the stools. I stared up at the ceiling, the hue from the sun shone into the open room from the backyard. I turned my head around to get a look at The garden. "No way, Cassie you didn't tell me you had a pool!" I was amazed, I mean I knew they were rich but they had a pool.
"She's got a hot tub too, like in the pool, it's really cool, me and Lars spent like the whole summer in it" Kirk licked a spoon then tossed it into the sink. He stepped over to the fridge and grabbed some blueberries and strawberries. Cassie laughed. Kirk dished the pancakes onto four plates.
"Lara!" Cassie called. A loud thump, and then Lars appeared into the kitchen panting. "Jesus, did you run a marathon to get here"
"hmm Funny." Lars huffed "Morning guys"
We all sat down at the centre island to eat. Kirk grabbed some syrup out of a cupboard and drizzled it onto the pancakes. He slid a plate in front of me and I couldn't help but smile at him. He had made a smiley face onto them with strawberries for eyes and the syrup as the mouth. I stabbed a piece of the pancake with my fork and held it up to my mouth. Kirk looked at me waiting for me to try it. I took a bit of the pancake.
"Oh my god" I said "These are the best pancakes I've ever had." Kirk's eyes lit up and he grinned at me.
"So" Lars started to talk between mouth fulls of the delicious pancakes "What's the plan for today" He hummed
"Well James and Cliff are coming over soon" Kirk said "And Dave" he scoffed. I didn't know what the thing was with Dave it was really weird. Suddenly we heard a loud engine coming from outside, it sounded like a bike or something.
"Hetfield" Lars nodded between mouthfuls. I didn't know James had a bike.
"I'll get it" I sighed and wandered out of the kitchen. I walked through the hall and swung my hand up on the door handle to open it for James. I rubbed my eyes and yanked on the stiff, cold, metal door handle. I saw James hopping off a bike. Damn, he had a nice bike; deep red, Yamaha with black painted details. "Woah Hetfeild" I raised my eyebrows at him. He unbuckled his helmet and tossed his hair out of it, causing it to swing everywhere. I leaned against the door and sighed, what a show off.
"Demitri" He nodded, walking up to me. He swung his arm over my shoulder and put his helmet over my head. I Pulled it off and gagged.
"Smells like weed, was your wife wearing this by any chance"
"Clifford? of course she was." He laughed, "Has Kirkland made pancakes, smells good" He did an over exaggerated sniff in the air.
I laughed at him, then changed the subject to his gorgeous bike "James, oh my god, you have to let me ride that bike!" I begged him
He squinted his face "Oof tough choice, should I let you ride my bike? hmm, no"
"Ahg fuck you" I slapped his arm and tossed his helmet at him.
"Tell you what," He smiled "When's your Birthday?"
"October 10th, It's September 20th now so uhm" I needed a moment to think, I was shit at maths. "20 days away, why?"
"Okay," He smirked "On October 10th, I will take you on the bike, BUT," his voice got louder "You have to wear a helmet, because I don't want you to die"
"Fine" I crossed my arms, "Put down your weed scented Helmet and come get some pancakes you wanker"
"What the fuck is a wanker?" He said under his breath as he followed me into the kitchen
"You" I sighed and walked away "I retrieved the Hetfeild," I strutted into the room. Lars pulled off one of His socks and chucked it at James and everyone begged for him to put it back on his sweaty little gremlin foot. I sat down at my seat again and took another bite of the tasty pancakes Kirk had made. It made me smile that he was good at cooking. "So what are we doing today guys?" I hummed. Cassie threw a beer at James.
"well, I need to get shopping and shit for my parents coming back, and I figured we could show Demi around a bit." Cassie mumbled "and I need something for that huge party on friday"
"wait, what party?" I asked
"Oh, The Robertson's throw a sick Party on the first Friday back after the summer. And this is that Friday" James interrupted
"Robertson's?"
"Some rich kids at school, It's like a pre - Halloween, post - summer party. Their Halloween one is huge, we're going to that too" Lars butted as well "It's in some field, and their parents or whatever are super invested in it, pretty sure it's their idea. They have some kinda estate typa thing, with a lake, and there's fireworks and shit"
"It's pretty cool" Kirk smiled.
"and we're going?" I chirped
"Kirk used to be on the football team, so he knows their son pretty well - Danny - so we go every year" Cassie piped.
We all continued to eat our pancakes and talk about this party on Friday. I wondered what I was going to wear, I didn't really bring anything for parties, I wasn't expecting to go to any. The words to iron maiden's 'killers' buzzed around in my brain while we all sat and ate our amazing breakfast.
