I found myself walking over to Brand's house, i wasn't too sure why because we had nothing in common, i mean yeah sure we've spoken a few times and he's a nice guy but i don't really see the point. I wasn't going to question my invite though, i would be a complete goon if i rejected THAT offer.
See, i had a bit of a thing for Brand, he was my type to a t but the only issue was that i was 99% sure he had a thing going on with Andy so i wasn't really giving myself much hope with him.
I walked through the street as i watched the dark clouds fill the sky, i felt the rain clouds pollute the sky with cold breeze as it hit me straight in the face. I was seconds away from that doorstep, but every inch in my body was telling me to walk away because i didn't want to create an awkward situation between the two of us. I wasn't aware that Mikey, Brands younger brother would have company, but i didn't really mind that at all, i was hoping it would put the awkwardness to an ease.
I procrastinated knocking on the door for a solid five minutes but i eventually caved in, after knocking gently i decided to wait a couple of seconds before i could hear the sound of running down the stairs. It made me laugh, the amount of enthusiasm they had to answer the door was something else and it was clearly obvious that Miley was also waiting for his friends to arrive aswell.
I saw Brand push Mikey onto the sofa, which i wasn't going to lie and say it wasn't funny because it was quite entertaining to see. Brand answered the door and let me into his house and before i could even say anything, Mouth knocked on the door. great. I noticed that Brand was covered in sweat, probably from working out, he was wearing a grey tank with grey joggers and blue shorts over them... odd combination, but who am i to judge. The muffled one sided conversation Mouth was having with Brand went through my head, i wasn't really paying attention to it. I hate to agree with Mouth, but he had some valid points in his annoying little voice. I sat down next to Mikey as Brand continued to work out, it's like his only interest... other than Andy of course. I mentally groan, it was exhausting.
Moments later, Chunk was pleading from outside the gate to be let in. He was claiming he had some exciting news, but we all knew him it could've been another lie. Mouth being Mouth, teased Chunk a little bit, it was all part of the thrill. I had a laugh out of it too, i had to admit it, it was quite entertaining to watch chunk make a fool out of himself just to be able to be let into the house. After he had embarrassed himself, and causing the three of us to get second hand embarrassment, Mouth finally let Chunk come inside the house, which confused me because it wasn't even his house. Chunk then began to explain how he saw a police chase, which was absurd because nothing exciting had been going on for months now and plus it was very hard to believe because he had the worlds most exotic 'experiences'. I had to give him some credit though, he's very creative and even i couldn't make the stories he tells that believable.
I was then fixated on the window, i saw data set something up from opposite the house. It looked like he was zip lining from his bedroom to the front door, oh boy. "Better watch out, Data will be landing any second now" I muffled, as i paced back to the sofa where i was originally sat. And as correctly stated, Data came waltzing in and landed directly onto Mikey and Mouth. All could've gone well, but Chunk being his clumsy self also fell back and held a firm grip on Mrs Walsh's statue.. this wasn't good. He then praised about how he hadn't broken the statue but i gave it three seconds before he lost grip and then let it fall back off the table. And as predicted... it fell, i mentally and physically cringed, he was in a world of trouble if Mikey and Brands mom ever found out, which she most certainly would. yikes, this is going to be messy.
As expected, the others got mad at Chunk and rightfully so, it was a delicate statue... to say the least. They then started to discuss about how their houses were going to be demolished by tomorrow, and Mikey got a bit too defensive and i admire his dedication and all but he was being a little delusional. Most of the town hadn't quite gotten their last few pay checks to even come close to saving their houses, and when i say few i mean a couple hundred. It was extremely fucked up, they were all set up to fail basically, and i know i should be worrying too but my mind wasn't really set on that right now. I sat back down on the sofa with a huff and a puff, Brand was hanging upside down.. typical. I look over at Brand and ponder why he always has to work out every thirty seconds, i mean come on take a break. Mrs Walsh then came home, although she came with someone else following her lead. Her name was Rosalita, and i'm pretty sure she was there to help Mrs Walsh as she did have a broken arm after all. "Hi Mrs Walsh" I say, as the others followed in my lead. Chunk and Mikey were trying to not act suspicious and it was hysterical, this is the moment where they were definitely about to get busted. Mrs Walsh then began to introduce Rosalita and explained that she wasn't really a native speaker of english and she was spanish, Mouth was going to use this to his advantage because of what i know he knew fluent spanish because he took it in school. But what i'm on about is, that he's going to twist Mrs Walsh's explanations to fuck with Rosalita a bit. "Sounds like sabotage to me." I snickered, this caused Brand to lose focus on what he was doing and gave me a smirk, knowing exactly what i was talking about. "He knows exactly what he's doing, and he's loving EVERY minute of it. I really wasn't expecting anything less." I continued from my last figure of speech.
"Do you think your mom will notice?" Chunk asked, it was a little hard to make out what he was saying as his mouth was full of food.
"What?" Mikey asked, confused.
"Do you think your mom is going to notice?" Chunk re states, it was a lot clearer to hear now as most of the food he had in his mouth had been digested by this point.
"Of course she'll notice! , she notices everything" Mikey responds, kind of in a distressed manner it was obvious that he was stressed with everything surrounding him.
"How about we fix it?, i'm sure if we do it correctly it'll hardly be noticeable" I state, i didn't want them to get in trouble after all. Mikey and Brand looked at me like some sort of alien but it was the best solution we had. I could hear everything that was going on upstairs and by Mouths demeanour i could tell that he was having a field day with translating the corresponding conversation going on upstairs. Idiot.
"Look, how's that how's that?" Chunk asked, turning around the statue, i couldn't help but laugh and Brand nudged me a bit to stop me. He had stuck the fallen piece on upside down, and was most definitely noticeable now.
"Oh you idiot, you glued it on upside down." Mikey cried. Data and Brand were laughing as Chunk sat there genuinely confused. And Brands laughter soon turned into anger, was kind of attractive honestly. Mrs Walsh then came downstairs as they were finished, Mouth sat down next to me "you're an idiot, you know that right?" i laughed a bit, as he gave me a sour look but there was a hint of a smile lurking up on his face. Mrs Walsh then explained she'll be going to the grocery store and would be back in about an hour, this meant i'll be stuck with these goons all day. "What is that?" Mrs Walsh asked, with pure disgust in her voice.. this was about to get good. "Oh shit what?" Chunk questioned back worryingly. "What is that?" She repeated back, pointing her finger at the crushed up potato chips on the coffee table. "That is a mess, i want it cleaned up boys." she cried, they got lucky again. They then agreed they'd clean it up, but knowing them they'll leave it to the very last minute or won't clean it up at all. We all said goodbye to Mrs Walsh and Rosalita as they hurried out of the door. Brand then pulled Mikey down and teased him about his asthma, from the situation i could tell that it was pretty severe. And then within seconds, we were running up to the attic, i wasn't ready for that confidence boost but here we are. Mikey was trying to be argumentative about the entire thing, and it didn't work out in his favour really because we found ourselves up there anyway. I tried to fix the dimming light that was dangling, but i didn't have much luck until i felt someone brushing against me from behind. It was Brand, he took my hand from the light and placed it down against my hip, he then gave me a 'don't worry about it' look and fixed the light himself. I smiled and walked deeper into the attic, well not really i just caught up with the others. I found something that caught my eye and i walked towards it, i wasn't aware that Brand had followed behind me. Why was he giving me so much attention now? he'd barely spoken to me since i arrived.
I was looking at some paintings, i didn't even take notice of the footsteps that followed closely behind me. I felt a tap on my shoulder, which startled me a bit because i didn't see it coming obviously. "Hm?, oh it's you" you say quietly. "Who else would it be?" Brand chuckled, he had a point because who else would it be it was just the two of us whilst the others were distracted. My awkward tendencies must've disappeared because i jumped right into conversation with him.
He was beautiful.
