Love and lust

My morning view

     My morning view just happened to be a shirtless Nikolai rolling the garbage bin down to the end of the lane for pick-up. Also to grab the newspaper. But holy molly the view was gorgeous. But not as gorgeous as King's defined abs and muscle bulked arms and shoulders. 

I think Andy might have caught me staring, but wisely said nothing, other then a scrunched up face in disgust. Oh well, at least he won't tease me merciless for days like James or Marcus would. 

My phone blinged as a text was received, I looked down at it with surprise. Lucy had texted me asking if I was working today and the shift. She and the group were stopping by later at the coffeehouse I worked at for a donut and mochas. I smiled and responded, before heading back to my bed and grabbing the messy clothes that were lain shrewdly over my bed. A light green tank-crop-top, and light blue shorts. Fixing my hair into a messy bun on top of my head, curls flailing everywhere. Just as I was finishing brushing my teeth and applying make-up, Marcus bursted into my room with a bagel in his mouth and a jockey bag over his shoulder. 

   "Hurry up, Hel. We need a ride to school." He yelled through a mouth full, not even looking into the room before he was out again, leaving the door open. I frowned at the nickname he had given me when we were little. While most people shortened my name to Dee, he had called me Hel, and for him it stuck. Which I hated. 

I sighed and finished up quickly before he ran back to remind me. I ran down the stair and into our living room. Since my mom was a nurse, she didn't have much time to decorate our place. We had lived here for four years and it still looked empty. With little to no pictures on the walls and plain brown couches with tan walls. Off-white curtains. Yep, that pretty well explains my entire house. Except for us kids' rooms. 

"Buenos días, mi hija."(good morning, my daughter)  My mom called from the dining room which was attached to the living room and kitchen. I smiled at her and started over, grabbing a bagel and orange on the way. I placed a kiss to her forehead as I grabbed to keys to my car in my other hand. 

  "Buenos Días, mamá!"(good morning, mom) I replied and headed to the door, seeing the twins leaning against my car arguing as usual. "I'll be back, I just have to drop off the mutton heads at school." 

   "Grab a me a Tim Horton's.."

".. ice coffee with extra expresso." I finish with her with a smile. "You know I always do." 

There was a loud thump as my dad came up from his and mom's room, his hair messy and his eyes still puffy from sleep. 

  "Good morning, dad." I call as I rush out the door, hearing his response as the door shuts. 

"Finally, the basement dungeon dweller appears." Andy teases as he opens the door for me.

  "Dibs on shotgun." Marcus yells and rushes to the other side. See what I mean, identical but completely opposite twins. Andy frowns at Marcus but says nothing, going to the back seat. His books and glasses already there, like he knew he would be sitting there. Of course he did, Marcus always got shotgun. Always. 

"Hurry up or we'll be late." Marcus whines playing with a football in his hand. I start the car and glance at him. 

"You can't be late if we live ten minutes from the school and we are leaving twenty minutes before school starts." I replied gaining an eye roll and tongue out at me as I back up and take to the road. I past Oscär as he is pushing the lawnmower across his front yard. His drunkard father sitting on the deck pasted out from the night. I waved as I passed, Ocsär smiled at me and waved accidentally turning off the motor. I smiled. 

I pulled into the school parking lot and park, leaving the motor on as they boys jumped out with a rushed goodbye. I waved a head back out to the road, stoping by the local Tim Hortons and picking up a ice coffee for my mom and milk chocolate latte for myself. I parked my car back at the house, gave my mom the coffee as she and dad rushed out the door for work. I went back upstairs to my room, grabbed my extended school work and went to the study. I organized my stuff and took a sip of my latte. Opening my lap top and books I started working on my school project.