TWENTY EIGHT : Stitches, Toasties and Blobs of grease

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When we got back home, everyone teamed up to put away the mountain of groceries. Bee and Kath headed off to the kitchen to start with the pantry whilst Lauren and I unloaded the van. Amy, Lisa and Christina were already making their way into the house with one grocery bag each.

I came into the kitchen and saw Lisa just about to leave,

"Hey where are you going? Aren't you helping us?" I asked her, setting down the bag on the isle.

Lisa stretched, "No can do, Christina and I have to start planning the cover we're shooting tomorrow..and it's already midnight, so we gotta get crackin'". As she left the room, I gave her the stank face and said, "How convenient! You lazy, cow! lol, jk. Go work on the cover."

Lisa gave me a half smile while rolling her eyes.

I looked around and saw that it was just me, Lauren, Bee and Kath. Lauren was already opening the big packets of oatmeal and refilled the plastic containers. I went over to help her when I caught a glimpse of Bee doubling over, her face contorted in pain as she grasped her side.

I was momentarily startled, but before I could say anything, Kath was by her side, "Hey, what's wrong?" She asked in hushed tones, helping Bee back to the upright position, thanks to the low ceiling, I could still hear, amidst all the rustling of packets and foil.

"I'm fine," Bee said, straightening up, she saw me looking at her, "I just got a stitch in my side, that's all.." she said, mostly to me, her brow glistening with sweat.

"Are you sure?" I asked, "Maybe you need water or something.." I moved towards the fridge to grab a bottle of water.

"I got it, Dan.. go put away the Wheetabix.." Kath said, dismissing me, oddly avoiding eye contact.

I let it go. But there was something nagging me at the back of my brain. I wasn't too sure what was going on between Bee and Kath, it felt like they were keeping a secret of some sort, I don't know. Sometimes I have these psychic moments where I can usually tell if something is off. It's both a blessing and a curse, and I've used it to my advantage multiple times..

As I slid the last block of Wheetabix into the plastic Tupperware, I decided I would pay more attention to those two to try and figure out if something was going on.

Tomorrow. I'm way too tired.

"I am done!" Lauren said triumphantly, Bee looked over and clapped, "Thanks for your help Laur.. you too Dani."

"I accept payment in the form of cheese toasties with ketchup." Lauren declared, in all seriousness. I snorted, and said, "I too, accept compensation via cheese toasty." My finger held up high.

"Hahaha! 1 AM Cheese toasties for everybody!" Bee said in celebratory fashion,"Katherine! Fire up the sandwich machine making thingy!"
She walked over to the fridge to get some bread and our newly bought cheeses.

The next morning, I was unceremoniously thrown from bed by my toad of a sister, Christina, "Danielle, get up!" she said, as she yanked the sheets away, exposing my frail body to the cold air.

"STINAAAAAA. WHYYYYYYYYY!" I yelled, in turn, waking Lauren and Amy along with me.

"Dani will you SHUT UP?!" Amy cried, rolling around in bed.

"What's with all the yelling, isn't it freaking EIGHT A.M.?!" Katherine asked furiously.

"It's cover shooting day come on, come on." Lisa commanded, clapping her hands.

"GRAAAAAADRRFFGGHHHHKKL!" A feral growl slash yelp slash cry of despair escaped my throat.

"OKAY, WHOEVER IS TRYING TO MURDER DANI, PLEASE JUST FINISH ALREADY. I WANNA SLEEEP!"

That last one was Lauren.

In a horrible turn of events, Christina decided to sprinkle cold water on my face, which felt like tiny pinpricks on my already chilled skin.

I bolted out of bed, "Okay, okay! You win, I. Am. Awake."

Christina smiled an evil smile, "Good. Shower, dress up, make up. Breakfast in one hour. Go! Go! Go!"

You know what...I love my sister, but sometimes, I get the powerful urge to grab a bottle of Nair and slather it all over her eyebrows while she's sleeping.

I was already in a mood, so when I came out for breakfast, and saw that Alex had taken the last piece of bacon, I wad borderline psychotic.

"ALEX CIMORELLI, YOU TAKE THAT BACON OUT OF YOUR PLATE RIGHT  NOW AND GIVE IT TO ME." My thunderous voice booming across the room.

Alex, who was barely awake gave in, putting back the bacon, but not before giving it a good lick. He smiled, I growled and ate it anyway.

"Morning there, sunshine!" A familiar voice said, I looked over to my side, and saw, "Rey the co-pilot dude from forever ago! What the heck are you doing here?" My mood quickly transforming from hungry gremlin to shivering Chihuahua.

I looked at him, observing that he looked way cuter out of the silk pilot's uniform. He looked really casual in his t-shirt, black skinny jeans and classic black Converse.

Rey the co-pilot dude from forever ago? Seriously, Dani..you gotta work on your filters for a bit. Gahd. Please be cool.

"Your brother Mike called for a third hand with the cameras..." He told me, magically procuring a plate full of bacon and handing me one. I accepted graciously.

"Oh, and you work with cameras often?" I inquired, munching on my bacon.

Yes, Dani.. good job with the small talk. keep it mellow.

"Yep, I'm studying film in uni. I only do co-piloting on the side.." He said, I nodded slowly. "So what exactly are we filming today?"

I perked up, "Oh, my sisters and I did a cover for Sit Still, Look Pretty by Daya.." I said, my hand itching to grab another piece of bacon from the plate between us.

"Daya... I think my cousins listen to her." He said, thinking. Apparently he had the same idea, and we went for the plate of bacon at the same time. Our fingers momentarily touched, our eyes met for about two seconds right before I spazzed out and knocked the entire plate of goodness onto Rey's torso. A blob of grease visible on his light grey t-shirt. He gave me an awkward laugh, while I tried to convince the earth to swallow me whole and end my suffering.

Real smooth, Danielle. Real smooth.

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A/N

what's happening?

REY+DANI=DREY

YAY OR NAY?

I NEED A VOTE.

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