Chapter 13 - Old Film

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Since the the door is open, I walk straight in to see Lisa at the sink washing dishes.

I slip of my slippers off and neatly place them next to Ethan and Grayson's big ass ones.

I walk over to the kitchen sink, wrapping my arms around Lisa's neck.

"Hey" I smile, hugging her. I hug her cause she's like a second mum to me, she's been there when Ethan and I do stupid shit, when i fall and cut my knee, she's even bathed me once.

"Oh, Bela you gave me a heart attack" she jumps.

"Sorry" I laugh, placing some plates in the cupboard. "Where's Cameron?"

"Cameron had to go to her friends house to study" Lisa says.

"Oooh, studying?" I say raising my eyebrows. That's every teenagers excuse to get away with parties. "You know she won't be studying" I laugh.

"Well, I did tell her if she's out partying and I found out, she'll get a whooping when she gets back" Lisa jokes. "The boys are up stair. Where's Gale, is he coming?"

"I don't know, he said he'll come later" I say.

"Oh that's good." She says.

"I'll be upstairs if you need me" I say running up the stairs.

I approach Ethan's bedroom. I swing open the door violently. "WHAT UP HOEBAGS" I shout.

Ethan jolts awake from his sleep. "Omg Bela, shut up" he says, his voice is deep since he just woke up from his beauty sleep.

I look over at Grayson who is on his phone. Without looking up, he points the rude finger up at me, the one with his tattoo.

"Wow thanks for the warm welcome guys" I say, closing the door behind me.

"Thanks for the obnoxious entrance" Ethan yawns.

15 minutes later

We finally get the old tapes in the old recorder thing. Grayson sits on his bean bag, meanwhile, Ethan and I have to share one.

"Can you be a nice brother and let me have my own beanbag Grayson?" Ethan says.

"Ew, no" he jokes.

"Oi" I say, flicking his ear.

Grayson presses play on the first tape.

It's of my dad, he turns the camera around and panes our backyard. I see balloons saying "5" or "turning 5".

I don't take much notice that my dad is in this film, I don't want to think of just myself and ruin the night. So I stay quiet and so does E and G.

"Oh it my birthday" I laugh.

The camera moves over to a small child table, and we hear scuffling.

"Bela give it back"

"No it's mine"

"I had it first"

"What's going on here little monkeys" Dad says.

It turns to two small children, a little girl with dark brown hair, pulled up in two little piggy tails. She's wearing a blue frilly skirt, a white singlet and gold saddles, that must be me.

And a little boy with his hair spiked up with gel and cake smudged all over his face, that must be Ethan. He always eats like a pig.

"Bela isn't givin me the car, and I want dat car" Ethan says in a high pitch voice.

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