Behind the Scenes

Part 30

Part 30!

I woke up to a heat on either side of me. Sitting up, I looked to see Brice and Adam snoring lightly.

I giggled, rolling over Adam, and off the bed. He just grunted.

I walked to the living room where the TV was on softly. Jaze was sitting on the couch and Grant was sitting in the big chair.

"Hey sleeping beauty." Jaze teased. "Where have you been? I've had to sit out here with surfer boy for hours."

Giggling, I plopped down next to him on the couch.

"It's been 13 minutes, Jaze." Grant said. He turned his gaze over to me.

"Well, it felt like hours."

I was smiling.

"Hey, we got you stuff so you don't get bored."

"And what would that be?" I asked.

He jumped up and grabbed three plastic bags. "Art stuff. See look!"

Jaze dumped out the three bags, creating a huge mess on the living room floor.

"What the hell man?" Brice's voice sounded through the room.

"See, fun."

Brice punched Jaze, who was laughing on the ground.

I slid from the couch and landed on the ground in front of the mess.

Grant joined me, sitting close. I could smell a sweet ocean breeze.

Adam rolled out of the room and plopped down, too. Brice rolled his eyes.

I took the glue and started to bedazzle a piece of paper. The glue stopped working.

I was shaking it.

Then it exploded.

I was mortified.

I looked over at Grant, where all of the glue splattered.

He raised an eyebrow at me, smirking. "So, is this how it's going to be?"

"Uh,"

The room was silent.

Grant ruffled through the art supplies. I sat still.

He pulled something from the pile, and suddenly neon green paint was splattered over my face.

The room burst into laughter!

"Oh, is this how it's going to be?" I copied.

He raised his eyebrow in challenge.

I scoured through the pile, found a few things, and turned to Grant with a mischievous grin. Before he had time to react, I placed stick on jewels on his face. Then, I created a mustache out of glitter glue.

The boys were laughing.

"Oh, you think you're in the clear?" I asked.

Adam and Brice shared a look and gulped.

We ended up having a war of who could end up the least covered in art.

I lost, having three boys gang up on me.

~.~.~.~

Grant went home, Brice and Adam were in bed, and I sat on the couch.

I took the note from Seth, set it on the table, and wrote a note to the boys.

Went to face Seth.

~Scarlett

Standing up, I dressed in all black, and let the door slam behind me.