Loving a freak (ahs freak show )

Chapter 19

'Do you know how the hell this TV works?!' A voice shouts at me.

'Eh.. Nooo. It's your TV idiot!' I reply and get back to my snapchat contest with Freya to see who can get the most double chins.

That was Matthew by the way, my best friend. Don't tell Paige I said that she'll go all lovey dovey!

I'm Cassie. Not Cassie for Cassandra or Cassie for Cassidy. Cassie for Cassiopeia. The constellation. When I was 14 or so I hated that name. Wouldn't even respond to it but now being 19 I'd grown into it. Cassiopeia.

'Holy shit I give up!' Says Matt lying back on his bed and shutting his blue eyes. His bobble hat he always wore had shifted forward making his sandy brown, side swept fringe get squished under the hat. 

'Maybe if you check the batteries?' I suggest and hand him a pair that were just about to roll off the bed.

He swaps them round and what? Magic! The TV mysteriously starts working! 'Told you!' I say laughing.

'I hate you.' He turns away knowing he can't keep a straight face.

'Wow thanks, I love you too bestie!' I punch him in the arm.

'Ouch!' He says barely flinching.

'That didn't hurt you weakling! You just want sympathy because your too stupid to work your own TV.' I tell him.

'Says you Mrs I-Walk-Into-Doors-And-Trip-Down-Stairs-24/7!' He protests.

'Wow nice!' I say sarcastically, 'Actually wait. If I'm Mrs who am I married to?'

'Oh wow take a guess.. Your friend Paige's true love? The queen of England? No. Me you idiot!' He smirks.

'Oh right then I-Walk-Into-Doors-And-Trip-Down-Stairs-24/7 is your last name?' I laugh.

'Hey stop ruining my plan!' He pretends to be annoyed.

'Haha in your dreams!' I say and shove him again.

He doesn't actually reply, he sort of grabs the hat off my head puts it up on the shelf knowing I'm to short to get it back. Then he sits laughing to himself.

'Hey! That's not fair! Just because I'm short does not mean you can hide stuff from me up high!'

'Eh yes it does!' He laughs again. 'Anyway it's payback.'

'Payback for what exactly?' I ask although I already know the answer.

'That time last week you took my hat and I thought I'd lost it and was really worried!' He tells me.

'Oh boo hoo! Life is short and so am I now give me my hat back.' I tell him. 'You should have guessed I took it anyway!'

'No! No way! You'll get it back tomorrow!' He says smiling, his freckles making the grin look somewhat childish. Not that I can talk I'm practically a living, breathing freckle. I've got about 5 zillion freckles. 

Matt gets back to finding a movie and I lie back on the bed and take a snapchat for my story. It's of Matt working the TV and it's captioned, 'Why am I friends with him?!' I add it and wait for him to realise he's featured on my snapchat for a full 24 hours.

If you hadn't guessed I was staying at Matt's. It's practically my second house and mine is his. Paige was staying at Jimmy's. No doubt thinking about snogging his face off every five minutes.

At that precise moment Matt's mum calls us for dinner. It's pizza. I swear she's in tune with the teenage brain.