The Mentor

Chapter 10

"Dude, that's like really scary, next time don't give me the memo okay"I rolled my eyes, while fixing the webcam 

"You can roll 'em eyes into the ocean, and I wouldn't give two shits, such a waste of energy." Dylan went all Professor status.

"So you got your ass handed by whom now?" I inquisitively asked

Dylan frowned. His grin suppresed by frustration.

"It's this girl, she totally outdid me today"Dylan's caramel eyes lit up.

That explains the
Professor mode . I thought to myself

"So what was the debate about?" I asked as my door got lighly pulled open.

Will.

"Hey ma man, what's cooking?" Will greeted my brother. I've got to admit that he should really smile more. With his chubby, moist cheeks.

"SAM!"Both Will and Dylan brought me to attention.

"She was totally checking me out, just too bad that Im not destin-"

"Will!" Dylan interrupted him. Sending him a warning look. As if there was some kind of bro code communicated by their eyes. Then again, screw boys they're weird anyway .

And yet we love them so much right?

My kinda suicide. I smirked.

Will's eyes softened and his smile drained from his face. Leaving but a once again serious man.

Thanks brother, for being such a good idiot.

"Dinner's ready, and go suck ass  man"Will said as he walked out of my room.

"What the hell Dyl, now he's going to be once again Barney, without the chirpiness" I complained while pouting into the webcam.

"It's okay sis, he'll come around soon. He just has some stuff to work through"Dyl assured me.

"Oh yeah, his mother's funeral is coming up in to days" I muttered sympathetically.

"Indeed that is" Dyl said too weak for me to actually believe a word .

Afterall I do plan on to study Psychology .

"Whatever floats your boat brother. I'm starving. Oh and don't let your ego bruise that easily, you're better than that" I smiled referring to the "situation"of earlier.

"Thanks sis . Sammie please do me a favour, stick with Will for me. He needs someone like you right now. Just keep the sass to a minimum"Dyl smirked adjusting his snapback

"As if, well see you when I see you" I blew him a kiss. Then ended the conversation.

Need someone like me right now. What the hell is that crazy bro of mine talking about . He is hella wrong if he thinks that I will put up with Barney the Grump.

Hell N O . I internally shouted at my brother.

I went to the bathroom to give my face a splash. It felt sticky of all the sweat that radiated, from my extremely hot room. Then went downstairs to enjoy supper with the Ferns.

As I joined in on the couch with Claire, Mr.Fern stepped in. Coming from work. He always had this blue backpack around his left shoulder. After all this years, that backpack still looked in good shape. I should totally go for a mental check up . I mean who faffs about a backpack . Oh wait that's easy, me. I just rolled my eyes at my silly thoughts .

"Good evening Mr.Fern" I greeted politely .

"Leah's daughter right? What was it again...uh Sammie" Mr.Fern rememberd and flashes me a smile.

"Yes indeed that is. Excuse me for just making myself at home, my brother and I came as soon as we heard the news." I gave him a supportive smile.

"Aah Dylan champ, is he around. I haven't heard his loud mouth thus far" he chuckled as he made himself comfortable on the sofa across me. From I was facing the massive screen.

I noted that  Claire didn't acknowledge her father's existence.

"Oh he had to go back to SA, some difficulties back at work" I said as a matter-of-factly.