Science of Owls

HANDS OFF

Chapter 21

It was hard to sit through this movie. Not only was I fairly terrified of the movie in general but I wasn't keen on the atmosphere. Occupying the first lounge was 5 of the guys , they all seemed happy to be squished onto one couch together.

The other two were sitting with Noodle and Amelia in the back couch. I had positioned myself on the floor, I could see the movie , half of the front row and the back row quite fine.

I hugged pillow as the movies volume vibrated through the floor, scaring the hell out of me. The movie had a dark sinister plot line , with evil, twisted characters. Everything I adored. Except that it was really, really freaking the crap out of me!

I squeezed the pillow tighter in anticipation.

Then the lights flicked on. And we were called to lunch.

Lunch was cheesy melts and fruit. We all sat around his kitchen eating and laughing.

Most of the guys here I grew up with, they all knew me , and I had a few old jokes with them.

Amelia joined in on the conversation , only to make stupid remarks or pretend that she didn't know the conversation. I could tell half of the guys here didn't even find her funny.

He was wearing an old jacket and a plain white t shirt... he looked damn good in it. Maybe if I could steal it I could smell it, and then take it home... and keep it forever...

I noticed how Amelia kept tugging at his hair and trying to take his phone away... why?

I mean his hair was great, it was so long and curly. In fact he was a generally hairy guy . His legs were those of a spider.

" you need a haircut" she said randomly.

" what, no I like my hair like this" he said running his hands through it.

Then there was the great debate on how Noodle's hair was long , and should or shouldn't be cut.

" Nazz what do you think, they're all half and half" he asked.

I had zoned out for most of the conversation. I was sitting opposite him, bad idea if you ask me. I was creepily staring at him... I didn't mean to. The eyes were penetrating, the lines on his neck were visible ... his small yet growing amount of facial hair, his random freckles ... all so perfectly aligned.

" ahh- yeah , I like it as it is, or longer actually" I stammered. Why was she asking him to change? That's a little odd just straight up telling someone to change , maybe if you were to subtly hint it ...

" fine then , disagree with me!" Amelia said , pathetically throwing her arms about.

"mmm" I mumbled .

Soon we all went back inside his lounge room to finish the movie.

On the way in however was another story...

Amelia swept me to the side, conveniently where the others couldn't hear.

" hi" she began.

" hello" I said , I felt so awkward talking to her.

" yeah hey, I was wondering-"

" what to do with birth control, you should ask someone else" I said smiling.

" no" she said flatly , deflating my mood. " what was so interesting on my side of the table today?"

" interesting? Huh?" I queried. I knew exactly what she meant.

" well I'm just saying, he's not interested" she swished her hair around her neck.

" what?" I asked... I could see she was a little worried.

" you're the friend. You've never had any experience in this" she stated.

" sorry, I'm missing some-" , she cut me off.

" I know you like him, I mean you were staring at him the whole time" she said putting her hands on her hips. " he treats you like one of his guy friends , your just not his type. I'm sorry if that hurts you but , he's mine, and I like it that way"

" whoa..." I stammered. I wasn't used to a girl telling me a person was off limits... I had never had limits!