Housefull

Chapter 2

3 Days Later

Genevieve's POV

"Mother fuckers, I'm home!" I yell as I kick of my slip-on shoes at the door and let Dallas off his lead. I've hardly been home but I've got news that there's a newbie. They'll be moved in by now, probably; that is unless they brought all of their old stuff. As I take of my coat, I pull the bobble from my hair and shake my head, making it fall in waves over my shoulders. "Has anyone made lunch or has anyone had it?" I yell again. In return I get a chorus of 'no' and 'it's your go'.

"Okay! Okay! I'll make pancakes!" With that, footsteps sound from all over the house as I rush to the kitchen to begin cooking. The rule is: if you're the first one to the table, you get food first and so on. I can't remember how long I was stood there but it was a while, meanwhile the others sat in small, whispered conversations, or yelling: "SWIGGITY SWAULT PASS THE SALT". But that's basically the same thing.

In the end, I just put two big piles of pancakes to th table and the toppings scattered in bowls. Immediately, they dig in. I am yet to scan the table for the new face and I don't think they've seen mine.

"Oh, yeah. And don't leave any for me, I'm not hungry." With my back turned, still, I get a carton of apple juice in the fridge. They're mine. No one else can have one without permission. I use my hands to assist me in climbing onto the kitchen counter to sit cross-legged. It was weird how no one really cared that I sit on the counter, it was normal now, I guess. Poking the straw through the foil in my drink, I listen to the conversations, waiting to either be enticed into something I want to make a sarcastic  comment for or spoken to.

"Okay, so, we should all introduce ourselves, since this is the first time all of us are here together." Josh eventually states loudly, because I wasn't there for the past few days and  "First, I'm Josh and I'm 17, single." He laughs. They go round the table in a circle.

"I'm Dani, I'm 16, pregnant. Yeah,"

"I'm Mirabel, 21, I'm basically the one that will come and get you if you're drunk."

"I'm Skylar; I'm 17 and I was taken from my orphanage."

"I'm Adam and I'm 20 and single. And Jennifer, get out the kitchen." To explain, Adam calls me Jennifer because I introduced myself as Gen and he thought it was short for Jennifer. I come out the kitchen slowly as people continue the introductions.

"I'm Dylan, 18 and taken."

"I'm Raven.. 17, Dylan's girlfriend.."

"I'm Artemis and I'm 19 and just to say, I like girls."

"I'm Edward, 18, single."

"I'm Genevieve. NOT JENNIFER. I'm 18 and singl---" I pause a minute. "SKYE! Hey!"

"Uhm..." Skye Speaks. "I'm Skye.. So we have 2 Skylars in the house and hi"

Soon, dinner is over and I lay on the couch, hogging the plug to charge my phone. Dani, Adam and Josh sit down as they watch the TV with focuses eyes. Before long, I find myself lost in a book on my phone when it's plucked from my grasps. Frantically, I get up and search for the culprit, finding Edward.

"You little shit!" I laugh as he holds it up above my head, further than my arms could reach. So I stand, arms crossed, refusing to jump up and humiliate myself. It seems that Dani is now looking our way and laughing at the situation, noticing the disruption. As soon as Mira's face appears at the door, he passes my phone and puts his arms around me, as if to say 'we're playing nicely'. With him standing at 6'2 and me at 5'2, it's weird to hug because I'm so small. When I stand on my toes, it's better but we soon let go of each other and we all burst into laughter. This was how everyday was and I'm glad for it. 

Once we are quiet again, I finally notice Skye, who seemingly appeared in front of the TV.
"I see why you said I couldn't come over all those times." She smiles.

"Wait --- she said that?" Edward answers for me. "Unbelievable, tut tut tut,"

"Shut your face!" I laugh again, straining my neck to look up at him. That's when he crouches to my level.

"Better, shorty?" I playfully punch his shoulder for that, or smack him as hard as I can and played it off

"Wait -- later on, can we call a house meeting and do karaoke to scar Skye for the rest of her life?" I have a feeling that this is going to be fun. Oh so very fun.

Written by Danni.