Dragged to my knees

Chapter 19

Early the next morning, Alex and I sneak out of the house in search of a sporting complex, leaving a note for the others to find. It takes us at least twenty minutes but with the help of our phones, we finally arrive at a building which has a sign with the words "Gozo sports complex" written on it.

"Good morning." The beautiful lady at the reception desk greets us. "How may I be of assistance to you?"

We tell her we're looking to get started on some exercise and after satisfying a few necessary formalities, she hands us over to Malak, our supposed trainer who doesn't seem to be much older than we are.

He's really good at his job though and we spend a glorious two hours just working out and getting acquainted with him.

When we get back to the farm house, Aunt Olivia reprimands us but we can tell she isn't really that upset. We walk into the elaborately furnished dining area to find that she's already set up breakfast. Cramming our plates full with bacon and eggs, we begin wolfing down our food.

"We're headed to the GĦARB FOLKLORE MUSEUM later on." She says as she watches us amusingly. "You two have got to be ready in time."

"Yes ma'am." We both reply habitually and she nods at us, heading out of the dining.

"I have no idea what she just said." Alex says as soon as she leaves.

"Me neither!" I reply enthusiastically bursting into a fit of laughter.

"Be quiet, will you?" he shushes. "What if she comes back in?"

"Nah, she won't." I say, but quieten down all the same.

Once we're done, we drop our plates in the sink and head upstairs to freshen up. The Jacuzzi feels so nice I almost feel like I could stay in it forever. Shower head in hand, I rinse the lather off from my body and sigh contentedly

"Dude, what's taking you so long?" Alex bangs on the door, zapping me back to earth.

"Be right out!" I yell, hurriedly jumping out and tying a towel around my waist.

I open up the door to see him standing right there, smirking.

"What?" I ask

"Oh you know, it's nothing." He replies, whistling to himself and shutting the bathroom door behind him.

"You guys are so weird." Andrew mutters quietly from his bed.

"I heard that!"

"Who said you weren't supposed to?" he smirks. "Sissy."

"Shut up Drew."

"Why?" he asks, smiling like the angel that he most certainly is not.

Ignoring him, I get dressed in some shorts and a blue tee shirt before jumping listlessly onto my bed.

***

There's a swirl of voices; and tapping. Wait, someone's tapping me.

"Is this polo tee proper?" Alex asks as I stare at him, a confused look on my face. I have got to stop this from happening. When did I fall asleep?

"Yeah, it looks good." I reply half -heartedly; yawning and stretching.

"Guys, it's time to go." Uncle Harry's head pokes through the door.

"We'll be right down." Drew answers for all of us, he laces up his shoes and walks out the door.

It only takes a little over half an hour to get to the museum which turns out to be pretty cool.