Odd Living

Twenty

I wake up in someone's arms. They are snoring. I look down and see veiny arms. It is Ian. I turn around and give him a kiss.

"Good morning." He says immediately.

"You ready to film?" I ask.

"Not really. When we film, I always get bullied. After editing it is cool, but the filming process sucks." He answers my question.

"I will make sure that doesn't happen, babe." I tell Ian.

"Good luck with that." He sounds doubtful.

Ian and I stay in bed for a half an hour more. We hear everyone in the kitchen. I hear a car pull up and someone knock on my open window.

"Who is it?" I ask frantically.

"It's Mikaela. I texted you but you must not have your phone." She says.

Ian gets off the bed and goes to the window.

"Oh, Ian. Good morning. Hope I wasn't interrupting anything."

"Not at all. Could you possibly go in through the kitchen and distract everyone so I can get to my room without being noticed?" Ian asks.

"Not a problem guys." Mikaela walks away from the window and follows the back of the house to the kitchen door.

After a minute, I hear her walk in and everyone says hello. Ian peaks his head out and runs to his room. I get up and put on a pair of sweatpants and a tank top just so I don't walk out there in my underwear. I finally leave my room and go into the kitchen for some food, ignoring everyone else.

I make it to the kitchen and pour myself a bowl of Cocoa Puffs. I somehow manage to make it to the couch with the cereal in my hands with my crutches. I'm getting much better with them.

"Morning Sleeping Beauty." Chad says sitting right next to me.

"Can't you see I'm busy?" I sass him. I'm already done with today and I've only been out of my room for five minutes.

Chris shows up. He walks in the door screaming. Max says this is what Chris does daily. I'm not surprised. He just seems like the person to run into a building, screaming for no reason.

"Where the fuck is Ian?" Chad asks.

"How am I supposed to know?" I question him back.

"Chill, Mackenzie. I was asking anyone who is listening. No need to be defensive over that cunt." Chad tells me, resting his hand on my knee.

"I'm not defensive." I swat his hand away.

Chad got up and left me alone. A few seconds later, Max came and sat a couple of inches away from me.

"Chad can be a pervert at times." It's like Max knows nearly everything. Max rests his head on my shoulder. "Are you sure you are okay to film with us? It could get out of hand, and I don't need you hurt more."

"Max, I'll be fine. I can handle myself. Do you know the plot of the video?" I ask.

"George refuses to tell me. He is going to spill the beans as soon as that faggot gets out here."

I'm guessing Ian is the "faggot." Speaking of, he comes out of the room all sheepish and cute as always.

"Uhh... morning Ian." I shout at him.

"Good morning ba... Mackenzie." Ian blushes.

My eyes grew wide with the thought of Max finding out. I think Max noticed what Ian was trying to say, but he just brushed it off. Thank god he didn't say anything because that would be a shit ton of explaining to do.

"Gather round children." George announces.

We all head to the island in the kitchen to hear what George has to say. He begins by assigning roles to every one of us. Ian, Max, and George will compete to see who can rank up the most "Gentleman Points", I will be the "prize" for whoever scores the most points, and Mikaela, Chad, and Chris will work cameras and throw shit at us. Then George explains in some detail what the video is about.

It seems like a fun idea to me, but Ian doesn't look to happy about it. George brings out the costumes for us to put on. We go change and plan to meet in the yard ten minutes later. I have to wrap my cast so it doesn't run the chance of getting wet. When I open my door, George is standing outside in his suit.

"Why, you're looking smashing." George bows.

"Shucks." I say. "Can you explain to me what I am doing in this video again?"

"You, pretty little lady, will just sit there and be cute. Which shouldn't be hard since you always are." George wraps his arm around my waist. I tense up.

Ian walks out of his room, looks at us, and comes charging at George. "Get your fucking hands off of her!" Ian yells.

"Back off cunt. She's mine." He goes in for a kiss but I duck out of the way.

Max comes charging out of his room. "What's the matter?" He asks.

I "run" over to Max. "George tried kissing me and Ian didn't like that so they are 'fighting.'" I tell Max.

Ian and George aren't physically fighting. They are just screaming at each other. Max steps in between them.

"Can't this fucking wait until the video is over? None of you cunts actually get "to have" Mack. How about that?" He yells over them.

They both stop arguing. Ian just looks at me with sadness. George looks at Max like he doesn't give a shit.

"I have an idea. How about whoever wins the most points actually gets to date me?" I ask.

"Ohh. Papa likes that idea. Dickhead, you're going down." George says.

"Mack, no. That's not a good idea." Max tells me.

"Why not? They seem to like the idea."

"I don't want any of these losers fucking around with you. I would like you to date a guy who won't disrespect you." Max says. He completely forgot that Ian and George were standing right behind us.

"I respect her." Ian whispers. I heard him, but no one else did.

"Whatever. It was just an idea. Let's just go outside so we can start this shit."