Opposites Attract My Ass

Diez! (10)

“Why do you have your sleepovers on Fridays? We wake up at like, six o’clock and then we stay up until three.” Holden said.

I was still tired, seeing as I only got five hours of sleep, and rubbed my face. I didn’t feel like being mean to Holden today.

“You didn’t have to come. I didn’t even want you there.”

Looks like my brain wanted to me to be mean.

Holden smirked and moved in a little closer. I guess he felt comfortable because Tray had moved to his room after I opened the curtains and Tori had to go home because her grandfather was in the hospital. In other words, we were basically alone. Besides my parents being there. But they wake up at one in the afternoon on weekends.

“What about when we kissed?” he asked, smirking.

I kept my lips in a straight line and stared at him.

“I did not enjoy that. And you kissed me.”

Holden’s smirk widened a little. “I could feel a little lip action coming from your side.”

I was not amused.

“No. You definitely did not.”

Holden pretended to think and replied, “No, I’m pretty sure you kissed me back.”

“I’m pretty sure you’re annoying me. Go wake up Tray,” I said, getting up.

“Why?”

“So you’ll leave me alone.”

I went into the kitchen, hearing footsteps going up the stairs. I started pulling out bowls and milk when I heard footsteps coming back down.

“Oh, Ollie. We’re not together but you’re already in the kitchen, cooking. That’s where a woman belongs.”

I sighed heavily. “I would never cook for a pig like you. And just so you know, this is cereal. You can’t cook cereal. You’d surely burn it.”

Holden laughed. “You sound like you can’t cook.”

I slammed the cereal box down and looked at him. “I can cook, for your information.”

“Prove it.”

I crossed my arms and said, “No.”

“Why not? I’ll always think you’re a bad cook.”

“That’s fine with me. I know you’re trying to trick me into cooking. That’s not going to happen.”

Just then, Tray walked down in his pajama pants and tank top. He was obviously still tired; he was rubbing his eyes and walking slowly, dragging his feet on the floor. He got to the island and put his head down, closing his eyes.

“Oliver? Can you make your little brother some eggs?”

“Sure. Where’s Nick?”

“Not that little booger, me!” Tray whined.

I chuckled. Holden cleared his throat.

“Oh, and make some for our best friend, please.”

“Nah, that’s okay. I don’t feel like it.”

“Why?” he asked, holding out the ‘y’.

“Because I don’t like either of you enough to make you eggs.”

Tray whined like a little kid. “Come on, Ollie! Please? I’ll love you forever.”

“Nope.”

“Stop being a buttface!”

“I think you mean Bubblebutt,” Holden interjected.

“Shut up,” I said. “I’m not making you eggs unless you promise to do my math homework.”

“What? For eggs? No!”

“Okay. Eat cereal.”

Tray huffed and pouted. “Fine. Pass me the Cocoa Puffs.”

I looked up and looked at the box I was currently holding. I was already pouring the cereal in my bowl, and it had just finished.

“Um…”

Tray looked up and slammed his hands on the countertop.

“Now you owe me eggs.”

“Wha- How does that logic even make sense?”

“You two are hilarious. I think I want to put you in a ball and just, like, carry you around with me,” Holden said.

Tray and I raised an eyebrow at Holden.

“You’re a weird little fucker,” Tray said, making me burst out in laughter.

“You know, Ollie, the other day he told me-”

“Shut up!” Holden yelled.

“But dude, it’s the funny one, where-”

“No! Don’t tell her that.”

Tray sighed and rolled his eyes. “I’ll tell you when Holden leaves, Ollie.”

Holden hit Tray on the back of his head and said, “Don’t.”

“Chill, dude. I won’t.”

Holden checked his phone and said, “I gotta go,” just as Tray looked at me and mouthed, “Yes I will.”

I smiled and started to eat my cereal.

“Bye Holden,” Tray said.

“Bye. Bye, best friend.”

I lost my smiled and stared at Holden with a blank look. “No.”

Holden smiled and blew me a kiss. “Love you!”

“Hey!” Tray exclaimed, with cereal in his mouth. “What about me?”

Holden kissed Tray on the forehead and said, “See you tonight, babe.”

I burst out laughing seeing the look on Tray’s face. “Are you serious?”

“Bye!” Holden said, walking out.

“Are you serious?!”

I laughed, nearly choking on my cereal. Nick came down the stairs, looking at us both.

“What’s up with you two?”

I chuckled, “Your brother’s gay.”

Tray spit out his food and said, “No I’m not!”

I mouthed to Nick, “Yes he is.”

Tray got up and started chasing me around, vowing to kill me.

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I’m going to be honest. I don’t like this chapter very much. It’s alright.

I want a lip ring. I’ll get one when I’m eighteen in two years.

Okay… wait for the next chapter! It’s coming in the next few days.

Bye dinos!