Summer's Winter

Chapter 10 - Tucker

My cousin Isabella came over from Italy. They recently just got an apartment here in Kansas so the drive to our house is not long nor short. I open the door for Isabella. I groaned. I remember when Isabella came over last time and the previous times she followed me and always wanted to play. Like I'm not in the mood. 

Oh, did I mention that she has a bitch fit? Well, she does. For example, if things don't go her way or you don't play with her, she screams. She is a spoiled brat. She thinks she is a princess. If you guys want to date her you better have money and attention or she would beat your ass. 

I checked the school's website. I want to see if I can do sports there. My eyes were shocked. There are so many activities you could do. Academic and sports-wise. There's football, soccer, wrestling, tennis, rowing, lacrosse, table tennis, badminton, track, cross country, swimming, debate, art, music, coding, industrial designs, etc. I'm planning to play football and swimming. I'm confident about swimming. Football? Not a chance. I guess I do bowling too. 

I headed to my pool with Isabella she splashed water at me. I just wanted to swim. Swimming helps me ease my mind about my relatives who hurt me. Splash. Isabella looked at me with a grin. I really might need her to stop. I moved my arms and legs and while at it, my brain flashed thoughts. What if they come to ruin this house again? What if Uncle Sam and his boys kidnap me again? 

Splash. Splash. Splash. 

"WHAT ISABELLA?" I yelled. 

Shit, I rose my voice. She is throwing a bitch fit. First stage, crying. Isabella placed her hand on her face. Second, the need for attention. When she cries people usually go up to her to calm her down. I went up and gave her a slightly loose hug. If the second stage works, she goes back to being happy. If the second stage doesn't work, she will tell everyone you hit her. 

"Sorry, do you want to go back inside now?" I said. 

"yeah," she said. 

We went back inside. She took a shower in the guest bathroom. I took a shower in one of the main bathrooms. I dried myself up. I rushed downstairs. Dinner was ready. 

"Tucker, make sure you get my flowers from Anise okay? We are going to a bar later. So I wouldn't be home to collect it" Mom said. 

"Alright," I said. 

The thought of Anise coming over with a flower scares me. Anise thinks she is all that. Her smile is bright but the only thing that shines better is her horrendous teeth and choice of style. I shook off the thoughts of Anise and went back to eating dinner. I love steak, I would eat steak every day if I wanted to. Steak, potatoes, and a choice of veggies. Just perfect. I ate. Literally. It's my favorite food. I'm so thrilled to see steak today for dinner. 

After dinner, the parents left to go to the bar. I look at Isabella. I guess we are both bored now. I went to the living room and turned on the television. 

"What movie?" I said. 

"I don't know, let's choose a random one," she said. 

The movie we randomly chose was good. I thought it would suck but it's so funny. A few moments later in the movie the doorbell rang. Ding Dong, the doorbell rang. I rushed to the door. I open it. Great, the stalker girl whose mom is a flower store owner showing up in scrubs. At the same time, I shouldn't say anything because we had food stamps and I used to wear scrubs. Anise looks like she wears scrubs because it is a lifestyle for her. 

"Flowers again?" she said with a smile.

I look at the flowers. What does my mom even want with the flowers? 

"Oh that is for Aunt Amy," Isabella said and grabbed the flower.

She smiled more radiantly when my cousin grabbed the flower. Why does she smile often? I don't want to deal with Anise and continue watching the movie. 

"Thanks," I said and closed the door.

She watched me close the door on her. My problems are not justified yet. Anise still probably stalks me, my uncle and aunt would probably do something bad to me any second, and Isabella won't shut the fuck up.  

Why does Anise stalk me? Why does she smile a lot? Why does she watch me whenever I am just 6 feet away from her? It caught up to me. She likes me. Anise Mai, my stalker, stalks because she likes me? It does make sense now. Her hair was neater this time when she gave me the flowers, her embarrassing action of ducking down and closing the blinds when I caught her stalking, and her smile was more radiant when she was near me. 

Oh, kill me right now. In her dreams. I am not interested in her. If I want to do something about it, I have to do something quick. School is next week, I better do something before she stalks me at school too.