Clear Thoughts (Danny "Ghostface" Johnson)

Clear Thoughts

Prompt: Beach, Cabin, Final Day of the School Year, Party, Road Trip or Lake House

A/N: I'm not sure where I was going with this. I don't know how or why it ended the way it did. My brain has no excuses lol First written for by BooksbyLwordpress (https://www.wattpad.com/1332983020-prompt-contest-hall-of-fame-summer-prompt-contest) as an original fic on August 16th, 2023. Max 2k words.

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I caught movement from the corner of my eye and glanced over. My step-brother was standing in the doorway of my bedroom, words blocked by the loud music pumping into my ears. I quickly lowered my headphones, offering him an apologetic smile. "Sorry, what did you say?"

Dylan rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed. "Pack your bags. You're going with me to the cabin this weekend."

"Eh?" I blinked dumbly at him, my brain taking a moment to register his words. I know he wasn't fond of me and he hated the fact that his mom had gotten remarried, so why was he inviting me to join him on his trip? I quickly shook my head. "Ah, no, that's okay! Thank you for the offer, but -"

"I wasn't offering, I was telling," he deadpanned. "Mom says I have to bring you or I can't go. Pack your shit."

I could only stare at the doorway as he turned and left the room, leaving me feeling confused. Why would his mom make him take me? I'm guessing this is her way of trying to make us bond. We're two completely different people, though.

Dylan loved to go out and hang with his friends. He loved to tell jokes and generally be the center of attention. On the other side of the coin, I hated attention. I'd much rather stay inside and play video games or binge-watch a new show rather than go out. My social skills are quite lacking, probably because I grew up being homeschooled. The only person I ever really interacted with was my mom.

The thought of spending the whole weekend at a cabin somewhere deep in the woods with Dylan and his six friends was unsettling, to say the least. His friends were just like him – popular, social butterflies. It was an introvert's nightmare. Not to mention that there's probably spotty Wi-Fi at best. How can I game without a solid internet connection?

I set my headphones on the desk before slowly standing up, glancing between the door and my closet. Should I try to convince Marlene that this was a bad idea? I didn't want to cause problems when things were already so tense in the house. With a sigh, I pulled a duffel bag from my closet and slowly began packing my things.

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I tapped my fingers against the steering wheel in time with the music that flowed through the SUV. The seven teenagers had been divided between our car and Kyle's car since it would be too crowded in just one.

Dylan was riding shotgun, stuffing his face with popcorn as he talked excitedly with his friends. In the backseat was Karli, a petite girl with black hair and matching black eyes, and Danny, a fit guy with short brown hair and green eyes.

"So, Dylan," Karli leaned forward, a smirk on her lips. "Are you finally gonna make a move on your crush?"

Dylan scowled, tossing a piece of popcorn at her. "I have no idea what you're going on about."

"Oh, please. You've been drooling over Carson since he transferred in year one."

I quirked a brow at that. Carson sounded like a guy's name... was Dylan gay? He had never mentioned it before, though I guess that makes sense. We're not friends and we only qualify as family legally. I wonder if dad and Marlene know already. I'm usually the last person to figure out stuff like this.