It Happens // Tim Schwerdter [Ganda Pang Series #1]

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"Oh look Markus is here.", I said as we entered Tims flat.

"I'm always here child. I basically live here.", Markus said grabbing a Gatorade from the fridge.

"No seriously, he lives here with me.", Tim said setting his keys down on a table that was next to the door.

We all sat down on the sofa and watched the Television. Everything was fine, until.

"What a party, No?", Markus said opening the Gatorade and taking a big gulp.

"Please shut up.", I said looking at the Television.

"Yeah do us the favor.", Tim said putting his feet on the coffee table.

"I'm still feeling the tension.", Markus said.

"Shut your pie hole.", I said giving Markus a fake smile.

"I believe my pie hole has been shut.", markus said as we watched TV.

"So, it just happens that I'm going to go back to the states.", I said looking at the Television. Avoiding eye contact.

"What for?", Tim asked me, looking at me.

"Thanksgiving, American tradition to give thanks. So we make a big meal, with a turkey and a lot more food.", I said.

I wasn't about to go into detail, on how Thanksgiving came to action. I just left it short and simple. Wasn't going to talk about the pilgrims and all of that. I'd bore them to death.

"So do you need me to drive you there?", Tim asked me.

"No, no, no!", I said looking over at Markus who was looking at us. "I'm letting you know so you won't have it in your mind that you have to take me somewhere. I already asked for my Uni work ahead of time and I've finished it all."

"So when are you leaving?", he asked me leaning back on the sofa.

"Tomorrow.", I said looking At Markus and then Tim.

"Can we tag along?", Markus asked with a big creepy smile or actually that was his actual smile.

"Don't be inconsiderate. She probably has things to do with her family.", Tim said to Markus.

"You're welcome to come with.", I said looking at them.

"Really?", Markus said getting up from the couch. "Come here Nadia.", he said and opened up his arms, I stood up and hugged him awkwardly.

He let go of me and began walking to what I think was his bedroom.

"I'm going to go pack.", Markus said with a big smile. "Where is it that we're going?"

"California.", I half shouted from the living room.

"Yes!", I heard Markus yell out.

"So do you really want us to come with?", Tim asked me.

"I don't really mind.", I said looking at them. "You guys can meet my Mexican dysfunctional family.", I said and thought it through for a minute. "On second thought."

"We won't judge.", Tim said looking over at me. "You should meet my family, their worse."

"Not a chance, my family wins the award for that category.", I said.

"I beg to differ but we will find out once we get there.", he said smiling at me.

"One thing is certain, we are not going to stay at my parents.", I said laughing. "Fuck that."

"Why not?", he asked me.

"Just not going to happen. That's social suicide.", I said.

"I see where you're going.", He said smiling. "So do your parents speak english and spanish?"

"Yes.", I said crossing my legs.

"Tell me about them, so I won't be completely lost when we get there.", Tim said, actually showing interest.

"It's going to be a long explanation.", I said, as a strike of lightning reflected on the window.

"We've got all night.", Tim said smiling at me, a warm inviting smile.

*

The light was shining in my eyes, I was curled up on the couch with Tim by my side. This keeps happening more than it should, I uncurled myself from his hold but he was holding on to tight.

"Tim.", I said trying to uncurl myself from him. I didn't bother calling him again, I looked at his face, in peace, it was gentle. Like when a baby sleeps. "Tim.", I said and poked his face.

"Hmm.", He muttered and turned his body around making me fall down on the ground.

"Ow, you asshole.", I said holding my shoulder. "Fucking smooth."

"Sorry.", Tim said getting off the floor, he extended his hands out to me and I grabbed them. He helped me up. "Let me pack some things.", Tim said, going over to his room and packing a bunch of clothes. "Does it get hot?", He asked me.

"Yes California doesn't get to cold.", I said sitting down on his bed.

"I'll just bring a thing hoodie.", he said looking at me then going back to packing his clothes. 

We finished packing his clothes and by the time we went to my house Karen was all packed up and Caiid and Dajuan where sitting in the living room.

"What the hell?", I asked Karen as Tim and Markus set their things down.

"I told them we where going to Texas and then California and they did this.", Karen said looking at me. "I couldn't deprive Danju of California.", she said and looked at Markus and Tim's suitcase. "Are they tagging along too?"

"Yeah, I said they could.", I said. "This is like a fucking Chimperator road trip."

I went to my room and grabbed my suitcase, filled it with clothes I would need. Tim came in my room, sat on my bed.

"Do you want to take commercial or a private Jet?", He asked me.

I laughed at him.

"I mean if we are going to be tagging along, we might as well be generous people.", Tim said smiling. "We leave in three hours."

"I guess being famous does pay off."

"I wouldn't call us famous, lets say, popular."

"Well being popular gets you somewhere. Thank you.", I said smiling at him.