Keep It on The Down Low

Keep It on The Down Low-Chapter 5

I walked home, without a jacket to protect me. The bitter cold nipped at my skin, causing me to erupt in goosebumps. The only thing keeping me internally warm was the thoughts of Mr Evans. Sure he's annoying, but he's my teacher. Almost every teacher is annoying so why should he be any different just because he's a celebrity?

And why would a celebrity be working in such a crappy school?

Maybe it had sentimental value or some soppy shit along those lines. Oh well, I might as well enjoy his company while he's still here.

But shouldn't he be busy with special events and all that? Why carry the burden of being a teacher? I made a mental note in my head to ask him.

I unlocked the door to my house, to be welcomed with the beautiful warmth and aroma of chicken. Must mean mum's home then.

I waltzed into the kitchen, hugging my mother from behind. "Hi mum." I said, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

"Hi sweetie, what's with the good mood? What do you want from me this time? Money, clothes?" She asked with mock fear. I rolled my eyes at her but I was still beaming.

"No mum, I don't want anything! Stop with the assuming! Guess who our new teacher is for Biology?" ugh. I'm such a hypocrite. That's exactly how Mira asked me, I even put on an American accent.

"Well I'm not a mind reader love. Tell me before I tickle it out of you." Was that a threat? I crossed my arms stubbornly although my eyes squared with fear, tickling was like a punishment for me. She raised her eyebrows and crept towards me.

"Ok! Fine!" I yelled but she was already creeping up to me. I kept on backing up until my back hit the wall. Dead end. Mum's fingers tickled me and I screamed at the top of my voice, squirming away from her. I ducked and rolled under her, putting out my arms and legs to stop her from touching me. 

"ITS CHRIS EVANS!!!!" I screamed at her as she stalked towards me. She stopped abruptly, raising an eyebrow. 

"The one you always daydream about? Captain America?"

"That's the one!" I beamed at her.

"What a coincidence." she said, rubbing her chin. I thought so too.

"Mum how amazing is that? At first, he was a jerk and he confiscated my phone," she gave me a skeptical look. "THEN he gave it back to me and apologised for being mean. Then he gave me a detention." Mum glared at me then. She hated it when I got into trouble, but I couldn't help it, I was a trouble magnet.

"Seems like your day has been eventful," She replied, her warm smile returning to her face. "Be careful though, don't let yourself get too carried away." She warned, a nostalgic look on her face.

I sighed, but smiled at her anyway. My dad used to be my mum's teacher years ago, they were madly in love. They gave up everything to be with each other. My mother was disowned by her parents and everyone thought of my father as a selfish user. This didn't stop though, and soon enough, they had my twin brother and I. Then, a couple of years ago, my father died of cancer, leaving us on our own. The worst part was, he died our 16th birthday, the day that he promised me the world, but that was the day he left me...

"...You understand?" My mothers words vaulted me out of my thoughts, rendering me confused.

"Huh?" I asked, dumbfounded. She sighed at me, flicking my forehead. 

"Sometimes I wonder about you, Liz," She put her hands on her hips. "Go and get changed, so you can have some dinner. And tell your brother too."

I nodded, bounding up the stairs and bursting into his bedroom. He looked up from his laptop, smiling when he realised it was me. "Hey little sis." he smirked arrogantly. He always classes me as his little sister, even though we were twins and I came out before him. I rolled my eyes and stomped over to where he was, slapping his head hard. "Dude! You was meant to give me a ride home! I had to walk in the cold, thanks to you!" I yelled.

"Sheesh calm down, I was giving a girl a ride home, sorry!" stupid player boy. "I can't wait till you get your own car." He muttered, although it was loud enough for me to hear.

I hit him one last time, just to make sure I did some damage.

"Whatever, Callum, dinners ready, so get your 'scrawny ass' downstairs." I ordered, before stomping out of the room, slamming the door behind me. Don't get me wrong, I love my brother to death, but sometimes he needed the occasional slap or two.

I stalked into the bedroom, closing the door behind me. I walked straight up to my Captain America poster on my wall, staring at it with a wild smile on my face. "See you tomorrow, Mr Evans." I whispered quietly. 

Saddo stalker, I thought to myself as I went to my wardrobe to change for dinner.

A/N: yeahh so I wanted to bring in the family! And I did! So thanks for reading :)

Oh yes and I've been going through immense stress to do the last two chapters, as they were done on my iPod, because my laptop isn't working! So sorry for autocorrect lol. See you xx

Liz