(photo of Rory)
After yesterday, Caroline and Charlie went home, but obviously they would be back sooner than later. And obviously we never went night surfing, sadly.
Currently, I was playing airplane with Smuffles who was currently sleeping. He could sleep through anything.
"Will, make me some food!" I screamed, which startled my kitten.
"Why don't you make it yourself, princess?" I heard a voice. Charlie.
I put Captain Smuffles on my shoulder since he was so tiny and hopped into the family room because of my foot. Although it was healing, it still stung when I walked.
"Why are you here? Weren't you here like.. Less then twenty-four hours ago?" I asked, clearly irritated. All of yesterday, my brothers kept barging in my room and messing with Caroline and I.
"Yeah, but I had nothing else better to do so I came here," Charlie shrugged.
"Hey!" Liam gasped with fake hurt.
"Yeah, yeah. Now, where's Caroline?" I asked.
"She's with my mom at the grocery store." He answered.
"Oh... Will!" I yelled.
"What?!" He said from behind me.
"I told you to make me some food," I whined.
"I would, but here's an idea! Maybe I don't feel like it." Will said with a hint of sarcasm.
A bunch if 'ooh's' chorused throughout the room and I blushed.
"What ever. Only lame people refuse to cook for people," I jokingly scoffed and flipped my hair as I hopped into the kitchen.
I went to the pantry and grabbed a box of linguine pasta and put a pot of water on the stove to boil. When the pot began to boil, I put a portion of pasta into the pot and hopped onto the counter.
I felt movement on my shoulder and then froze. Oh yeah.
I sighed once I remembered how Captain S was on my shoulder once I felt the familiar nuzzle against my face and his pur.
"Can I have some?" Little Benny asked.
"Sure, if you hand me the pasta strainer." I said.
He nodded and grabbed it out of the cabinet.
"I want some!" I heard my twin whine.
"I would give you some, but here's an idea! Maybe I don't feel like giving you any," I shot back sarcastically.
"Please?" He asked with his puppy dog eyes.
"What ever," I gave in. "Can some one watch the pasta? I want to go take a shower," I asked.
"Yup," Charlie said.
"No one asked you," I snapped.
"Actually, you didn't directly address anyone," Will pointed out.
"No one asked you either," I laughed.
"Hold Captain S" I said to Liam and handed him to him. He immediately curled up on his lap and flipped his tail around.
Once I hopped into my room, I picked put a black and white striped tank top with some coral colored shorts.
Then I grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom.
--------------
After taking my shower, I felt like a whole new person. Especially with my vanilla scented hair.
After getting dressed, I changed my bandage and started on my makeup. I did something simple for me with just winged eyeliner and a little bit of white eye shadow and mascara. After, I brushed my hair out and let it fall in its pin straight way down my back, reaching to the middle of my back. I never let my mom cut it. I always wanted to have long hair.
When I was done with my hair, I grabbed some bracelets and slipped on my black vans.
"I'm back! Anybody miss me?" I asked.
"Totally," Everyone said in a girly voice.
"Why did I even ask? Everyone loves me!" I joked.
"Yeah, yeah." Liam said.
"Is the pasta ready?" I asked.
"Some on the counter," Will told me.
I nodded and grabbed a bowl off of the counter. The melted cheese entered my nose and I quietly moaned as I sat next to Charlie.
"If pasta does that to you, I'm dying to see what I can do to you," Charlie whispered in my ear.
Just to mess with him, I moaned louder and looked at him.
His face was priceless. He was biting his lip and his fists were clenched.
I looked at my brothers and they each had a puzzled look on their faces.
"Sorry, such good pasta, right!? Yeah!" I said while laughing awkwardly.
"Moan for me, babe" Charlie whispered in my ear.
"Get your dirty paws off of me, Charles" I snapped.
"But-" He frowned.
"Will, Liam! Charlie is trying to get with me," I squealed.
"Man, I said my sister was off limits," Liam said.
"But I-" Charlie glared at me.
1- Rory, 0- Charlie
------------
Short. It was kind of just a filler.
-gtg_sleep
YOU ARE READING
Surf.
أدب المراهقينSo there's Rory. Your typical, beautiful, tanned, surfer girl with the perfect body, who is nice to everyone and yeah, surfs. Then there's Charlie. Your typical player with the charming smirk, deep eyes, and totally drool over body. How do they meet...