Lovesick for Jai Courtney

Part #3: chapter three.

I wake up to not see Mum at the doorway, but Amy in my face while shaking me awake by my shoulder being shaken with it being fully grasped in her tiny hand.

"Seth, wake up. Wake up" she whines at me. She let's go of my shoulder. She then climbs over me, and starts jumping on the other half of the bed. I decide to try and scare her off my bed and out of my room. She is quiet when she jumps on my bed.

I roll over on to my back, and sit up in a quick one move combination. Once I am nearly in a sitting position with my knees a bit bent I release the scare noice. "BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" I yell with my lungs being filled to the maximum beforehand. I am healthy,  5"3' tall 15-year-old, and have the lung capacity of an athlete at the age of 26. She jumps off the foot of my bed and runs out my room screaming at the top of her lungs.

I stroll into my wardrobe to grab my socks and shoes-black ankle socks, and black converse. I walk to my bedside table to get my phone. I then yawn my way to the end of the foot of my bed where I was just laying and park my butt where my feet were laying. I sit like a male sometimes, by having my legs spread out a bit.

Placing my shoes at my feet, socks on my left thigh, I check my phone to check if I have any new messages, which I have none of at this point in time. It reads 9:50am. Turning my phone off, biffing it to my left onto the bed, I resume the the task I had set myself at hand.

I walk down the stairs, only to see that Evan is the only one in the porch about to leave. Dad comes running down the hallway, "ready to go Seth?" as he runs past me into the kitchen. "Yep, do you need help with anything?" I ask politely.

"Nope, but thanks for the offer Seth. Can you go and hop in the car, please." He replies. "Okay, is Amy and Mum already out there? I know Evan is." He stops and thinks for a moment. "Yes, they are". With that, I walk out of the back door, with Dad behind me, locking the door when he steps out and slides the door closed.

It's a silent car ride on the way to the destination. It was a long 4 minute car ride to be perfectly clear.

We pull up, park and Dad turns the car off at Grandpa's and Grandma's house with it being 9:58am. Amy runs into the house without thinking twice about touching the door bell. I don't actually blame her, she's in static that it's Christmas for one thing, and second, she just absolutely adores their pet dog and fish.

The rest of us slowly make our way into the house. Each year, Grandpa, and Grandma have a competition decorating the outside of the house with their two neighbours, and this year they basically dominated their neighbours.

When we walk in we are greeted by a table full of pre-made bacon buddies and sushi, Grandma talking to Amy at the fish tank about the fish themselves, Grandpa sitting in front of the "tele watching me NFL" as he would say sometimes, and also a largely decorated pine tree (like the one at home), with even triple the amount of gifts under it (not comparing to the amount of gifts under our tree). Evan, Mum, and I stand in the doorway, while Dad puts the box of gifts down next to the tree.

"Merry Christmas all" I end up saying, if anything I am always the one to break connections in some conversations and TV watching under this roof. "Quiet, I'm watching me rugby on the NFL" Grandpa says without turning his head away from the TV. I roll my eyes, as I move towards Grandma first to hug her a "hello." No one distracted Grandpa from the football, Dad had joined him to watch it but never distracted, whilst the rest of us four females and Evan talked.

We all ate breakfast at the table, everyone except Grandpa that is. I help by clearing plates from in front of people and putting them in the sink. I start rinsing the plates when "Oh, Seth. You don't have to rinse them, I'll get it later" Grandma says to me, politely "Oh no, Grandma. I'm fine with rinsing them. I can wash your dishes too, if you would like" I tell her ever so kindly and politely. "There's nothing that I can't manage, hun. But thank you for your kind offer." She states with a beaming smile on her face.

"Grandma, when can we open presents?" Amy asks impatiently, while tugging on her arm. Grandma places her free hand on top of Amy's hand that was at Grandma's wrist. As I finish rinsing the dishes, then walking back to my seat to slump into it.

Just as I sit down I hear the TV being turned off, and we all watch Grandpa walk out of the lounge and down the hallway to where I presume is his room. Amy's hand still trapped between Grandma's left hand and right wrist. "Oh dear, he's off to have a tanty again" Grandma states, still looking at the doorway.

"You want to open your presents now, Amy and Evan?" Grandma asks, looking back and forth between Amy and Evan. "Yes, please, Grandma. Would we ever!" they both reply eagerly. "Well, okay, then. I guess I better hand them out." She stands up and moves herself to the tree.

I know that she can't get onto her knees very well, so I help to get down into a sitting position. "Thank you dear" she says, as she beams up at me. The rule of the youngest unwrapping all their gifts first also applies here, too. But since Grandma isn't as active as Dad, the person whose turn it is sits next to Grandma as she places a gift in front of the person. She gives about 10 seconds for that person to completely remove the wrapping paper from the gift.

She starts to hand all the gifts that have Amy's name labelled on it. We all watch as she shreds through each gift as if she was trying to find the bomb in one of them, so she could start disabling it before it blew up.

Evan goes slower, but not too much of a medium amount of speed but not as fast as Amy, and yet he still makes a massive mess because of all the shredding that's going on. My turn, I pace myself. Then it's Mum's turn, Dad, then last but not least Grandma. Grandpa didn't show up at any point of time of the duration that the excitement was happening. We leave the gift we bought for him under the tree.

The excitement of the great unwrapping of gifts finished with Grandma giving her thanks to us for the gift, we then said our farewells and final thanks to Grandma. Into the car, off to home we were to spend the rest of the day being homebodies.

When we pulled up home, and got inside, we all scattered to different parts of the house. Us three children (even though I should be classified as a teenager) to our own rooms, Dad to the lounge to watch his motorsport on the TV, Mum in the kitchen preparing for the BBQ we are going to have for dinner with Dads side of the family, which is just Grandfather now.

Dad was the youngest of two, but his older sister-Claire-died from cervical cancer when Dad was 14, and Grandmother died 2 years ago from lung cancer, and leukemia. Mum and Grandfather get along really well, and are always very supportive of Dad.

I decide to listen to the George Ezra CD I got from Aunt Monica, while I take a shower. I need a shower, I haven't had one in over 28 hours, and I'm feeling disgusting. After I finish my shower, I spend the rest of the day in my room reading Cosmopolitan, with The Edge on the TV.