Odd Living

Four

I wake up to the sound of what sounds like George and Max wrestling. I get out of bed and poke my head out the door. Ian is doing the same.

"Do they do this often?" I question.

"Yeah. I don't see any cameras out, so it's safe to go into the living room." What does he mean by cameras?

"What should we do for breakfast," I glance at the clock and it says 12:40. "Lunch, I mean."

"Well we don't have much food here. We could go to Denny's or iHop and then go shopping," he says after a minute of watching George and Max on the floor.

"Sounds like a plan. Should we attempt to invite those two?" I ask still looking at Max and George.

"It's worth a shot. Hey cunts, Mackenzie and I are going to... do you want Denny's or iHop..." I mouth Denny's, "Denny's, want to come?" He asks them.

"Yeah just let me get this cancer off of me first," Max yells in Georges ear. George didn't seem too bothered by it, but he gave Max a wedgie anyways making him scream even louder in Georges ear.

Everyone was dressed and in Max's car by 1pm. When we got to Denny's we were seated within five minutes. We got a booth. George sat next to Ian and I sat next to Max. I was sitting across from George because Max and George are still having their childish war and refuse to sit facing each other. The waitress came by and took our order. Ian ordered chicken and waffles, Max ordered blueberry pancakes, George ordered pigs in a blanket, and I ordered peanut butter cup pancakes. Once the waitress left to put our orders in, I felt something under the table.

I tried glancing under the table and I heard George clear his throat. I am assuming it is him playing with me. I look up at George and he winks at me and mouths 'you're mine.' What the hell could that mean? I also notice Ian glancing at me every few minutes. Is there something wrong with me?

When the food arrives, no words were spoken. We all ate in silence. All you heard was lips smacking. When we all finished, Max drove us to the store closest to the house. I was left to shop for food with George and Ian because Max "was busy." So we were to call him when we were done at the store. George was looking for alcohol because Ian doesn't drink, that's adorable, Ian was looking for everything besides alcohol, and I was filling out a job application to help out with rent, then I'll help Ian with groceries.

I finished the job application within twenty minutes. I started running around the store yelling Ian's name, I finally found him in the cereal isle looking at a box of Cocoa Puffs and Cinnamon Toast Crunch. "I don't know which one to get," he asks.

"You pick a box and I'll buy you one. Just for you." He looks up immediately at me.

"Really?" He seems shocked.

"Of course Ian. It's not a huge deal. It's just cereal." I say.

Once we got everything on the list, we met up with George at the checkout. He bought all the alcohol and Ian and I payed for half of all the general groceries. We rang up Max and he said he would be there in ten minutes, but knowing Max it would take thirty. Ian said the house was only a mile away, so we just decided to walk. George "borrowed" a cart so we don't have to drag all of the bags of food back to the house. He mentioned something about "using it for later." Ian seemed to know what he was talking about but I was completely oblivious to their conversation.

Somehow I got stuck pushing the cart a few feet ahead of the boys. So I ended up putting in my headphones and listening to No Phun Intended (Twenty One Pilots) while Ian and George were messing around a few feet behind me. I keep hearing laughing but I disregard what I think I hear. Next thing I know I feel hands on my ass. I rip off my headphones and I punch whomever was behind me in the throat.

"Mackenzie, dude. What the fuck? It was a joke, chill!" Ian says immediately hugging me in attempt to calm me. I punched George in the throat. Great! I feel Ian's veiny arms around me and I blush instantly, pushing him off of me.

"Sorry. Last time I was touched like that it was by Bra... lets just get home so the ice cream doesn't melt" I say shrugging the incident off like it was nothing.

Ian helps George up. I put my headphones back in and turned the volume up all the way. They were silent the rest of the walk home, which I don't mind. Unless they were whispering... whatever. George is probably beyond pissed at me, Ian might even be upset too. Where the fuck is Max?

We arrive home and put everything away. Ian even snuck his box of cereal to his room mouthing 'thank you.' Okay at least he isn't mad at me.