The Mentor

Chapter 11

"Well you're always welcome here, so make my day and make yourself at home"Mr.Fern smiled.

"Yes sir"I said as he disappeared into the kitchen.

"Grandpa!!" Blaine ran off to his Grandpa as he only then snapped from the big screen plastered in the centre of the wall. Hmm it is only then that I saw their interior wall were painted a deep orange.
Crimson orange that is. Funny thing, Mrs.Fern always liked her walls beige . Neutral, as she would've said it.

I let that thought slide.

As I finished off my supper, Claire stood up.

"Dear, me and Blaine are heading off to church. You'll be okay yeah?"Claire asked with deep concern.

"Hey I am turning 19 you know, I can handle myself and your grump of  a brother" I joked.

"Never doubted your sassiness" Claire said teasing me.

"Hey, that was so not sassing on you." I couldn't help but chuckle. Claire just had that about her. More the reason why I could not believe that she is related to him. I frowned at the thought of being alone with Will the Grump.

"And I'm gone, Claire said as she called for Blaine.

As she left, I decided to just put my plate in the sink and just do the dishes later. Procrastinator much? Hell yeah.

I flipped through the channels and finally decided on Disney.

As Violetta finished, I heard a deep chuckle.

"Disney, really?"Will asked as if it was the most ludicrous deed ever.

I ignored him.

"Aah, ironic that how a channel for 7 year olds, can teach you how to be mature"Will snorted his voice filled with sarcasm.

I swear that this guy has a permanent man period. He wasn't.....like a total....dick.
Gosh this is the same guy that loved the outskirts of this life. And now, it's as if...he's on ageing. Retiring from life just too damn early I would say. I might read too much in his behaviour, but I do have a good background of what Will used to be like. My mom always said: "Change occurs for the better and not the opposite".

Then again , what do I know right. It's not like Im a human relations freak or whatever.

I still ignored him. Smirking at the hot guy that now appeared on the scene. Tall, dark and handsome. Definitely my type. I smirked viciously.

"You would never be able to tell a lie, with that facial expressions you'd give everything away"  Will said as a matter-of-factly.

He was such the observer. Another thing that I like about him. Being observant of everything. Well one of the least things that would be.

"Oh don't flatter yourself Willy Boy, I can lie alright, like saying I like you...." I held his gaze for quite a while.

"But then again, it pains me to twitch because Im just that of a bad liar" I grinned.

"Like I said, there's still time"Will rolled his eyes and to my awe, dropped on the sofa, right next to me.

Shit, I haven't deal with boys this close to me. And pretending like it's the most normal thing to do.

To say that I felt uncomfortable, was an understatement.

I moved away, moving so cautiously, that Will should not feel anything. Impossible? Nope, not at all .

As I shifted my butt, to the right. More sliding I'd say. I felt a cold hand on my arm.

"I can feel you moving you know, why do you feel so uncomfortable?" Will blurted out his straightforward question. He held my gaze, searching for an answer in my eyes. Oh fool, my eyes never give away. I thought.

"Well-I just didn't want to sit this close to you, I might get the "Grumpomonia", heard it's contagious"I chucķled.

"That's lame . And please don't feel uncomfortable, Im not going to jump you or anything"Will waved me off.

I of course felt embaressed as hell. I swear this guy has no filter.