Killer Geek (SLOW UPDATES)

Tweleve

Next Day

When I woke up to the sun shining through the window. I felt a presence behind me and looked down to see an arm wrapped around my waist. I turned my head to see Randy sleeping behind me. I carefully picked his arm up and slowly slipped out of the bed and tiptoed out of the room. When I walked downstairs and into the kitchen I heard Casey talking to someone but couldn't hear the other person responding. It wasn't until I looked around the corner that I saw her on the phone in the kitchen.

“I can't just leave, Steve. I'll see you when we come home tomorrow.” There was a long pause before she started speaking again. “I'm going to break up with him. But I can't do it right now while on this weekend trip.” Another pause, “I love you too.” My eyebrows shot up at those words that just came out of her mouth. So Casey was cheating on Stu. My best friend was cheating on my brother's best friend. How great. I stepped out from where I was hiding and cleared my throat.

Casey jumped and spun around. “Hey, mom, I have to go. Well, be home tomorrow sometime. Love you.” I raised my brows as she hung up. “Hey, yn. That was just my mom.” I held my hand up to stop her from talking. “You're cheating on Stu with Steve? As in, like Steve Orth?” Her mouth dropped open and she stumbled over her words. “Please don't tell Stu! I was going to break up with him after this trip.”

“You better or I'll be forced to say something to him myself. Stu might be a little dumb sometimes, but he's still a good guy, and he does not deserve that shit. If you didn't want to be with him then you should have broken up with him.” She let out a sigh and looked down. “I know. I'm sorry, I'll tell him after this weekend.”

“Tell who what?” Stu came into the kitchen. He walked up behind Casey and wrapped his arms around her waist from behind. “Nothing. It's not important just girl talk,” she said. He hummed and kissed the side of her head. “What's for breakfast?” He asked, going to the fridge. A few minutes later everyone else was walking down the stairs and into the kitchen as well.

The rest of the weekend went pretty smooth. We went swimming in the lake during the afternoon when it was warm out. Sat out by the fire at night, telling stories, and roasting marshmallows. We watched horror movies even though Sidney wasn't that big of a fan of them. Randy was in charge of bringing movies and of course most of them had Jamie Lee Curtis in them. It sucked when we had to pack the cars up and go home after making sure the cabin was cleaned up and all the doors and windows were locked.

The next day at school I saw Casey walking down the hall with Steve Orth, his arm slung around her shoulders. She had his Leatherman jacket on, the sleeves bunched up, and the bottom hanging past her waist. I shook my head and turned to open my locker. “Did you know?” I jumped at the sudden voice and turned to look to my left. Stu stood there, looking down the hall the way Casey went. “What?”

“Casey and Steve! Did you know she was cheating on me?” His blue eyes snapped to me, pain and anger flashing in them. “No. I mean, I heard her on the phone on Saturday. I told her she had to tell you. But hey, you can ask Tatum out now.” That put a smile on his face and he leaned against the lockers. “You're right. Now, what's going on with you and Meeks?” He asked, raising an eyebrow with a smirk growing on his stupid face. “What? No…nothings going on.”

He let out a laugh, “Oh, please, I see the way he looks at you. How you get nervous around him.” I scoffed and cast my attention back to my task of grabbing my books for the next class. “He doesn't look at me in any way.” Stu laughs again and Shakes his head. “He looks at you like he's undressing you. Definitely thinking about all the things he wants to do with you. Billy even sees it. He's Threatened Randy already because of it.”

I shook my head, closing my locker, and turning to face him. “That's ridiculous, Stu. He doesn't see me like that,” I said. “He kissed you! He definitely likes you.” He's not wrong, Randy did kiss me. But that doesn't mean he likes me. He could just be doing all this to try and get in my pants. I've seen him look at other girls. How he would rack his eyes over their bodies. They don't give him a chance though. They only see him as the film geek. The guy who knows everything about movies, especially horror movies.

“Whatever, Stu, I need to get to my next class.” I slammed my locker closed and walked to my next class. Of course, the whole class I couldn't focus. I was too busy overthinking about everything. The kiss. Randy asking me out on a date. Waking up next to him this weekend. Did he really like me? I'm a year younger than my brother and his friends. They're all juniors. I'm only a sophomore. I'm only sixteen, not old enough to date anyone in the eyes of my brother. I don't know if dad would even notice.

After school I went straight home, did my homework, and spent the rest of the time in my room until I got hungry. When I went downstairs Billy and Stu were at the kitchen table. They were talking about something but stopped when I walked into the room. “What're you two up to?” I asked, opening the fridge. “Nothing. Nothing that concerns you anyway,” Billy says. I rolled my eyes and pulled a soda out of the fridge, sat it on the counter, and grabbed a glass from the cabinet.

“Okay, sorry for interrupting you two finally admitting you're gay for each other.” I poured the soda into the glass and walked to pick up the phone on the counter to order something to be delivered. “Shut the fuck up! Go back to your room and stick your nose back in a book.” I opened the drawer in front of me and pulled takeout menus out.

“So defensive. What the hell do you lovers want? Chinese, pizza, burgers…” I look at them to see a red face Billy clenching his jaw and giving me a death glare. Stu was sitting there trying not to laugh at how defensive and pissy Billy got. “Burgers and fries It is. Did you ask Tatum out yet, Stu?” I asked, picking up the phone to dial the restaurant's number. “Have you admitted that Randy wants to bend you over and fuck you senseless?”

My eyes fly up to look at him, heat rising up my neck to my cheeks. “Shut the fuck up, Stu!” Billy and I say in unison. What an asshole. But to be honest I can't help but imagine such a scenario happening. Maybe being chased through the dark house only to be caught and at his mercy.