45 hours

Creeps Will Be Creeping

It seems Dean agrees with my reaction to George getting a lift, because he scoots into the other side of the backseat with an annoyed look on his face not long after I've closed the door. "Luke is my best friend, but he's so fucking thick sometimes." I see George come swaggering out of Star Burger and I feel myself tensing. Dean takes my hand and gives it a squeeze. When I turn to tell him to let go, he leans in and whispers. "I'll hold Luke down and you tickle him, maybe that'll teach him not to hang with fucking wankers."
"But... but doesn't that mean that you have to go home?" Dean just looks at me, not at all amused. When George and Luke enter the car I'm full belly laughing and Dean is fighting not to smile.
"Enjoying your company?" Luke thinks he's being clever.
Dean smirks at the boys in the front seat. "Obviously." I only nod as I try to collect myself.
"So, you girls coming to the party?" George winks at me and any feelings of joy leave my body.
"I don't know man, Allie isn't feeling very well."
His face goes blank before he blinks and tries to arrange his face back into a smile. "Allie's sick?" I nod. George's eyes flicker to Dean. "Too bad." He turns around facing the front and Luke starts our prolonged journey home.

When I'm sure Luke and George are preoccupied with bullshitting and listening to music, I poke Dean. He squints his eyes at me. "What?"
Leaning in I whisper. "He thought I was Allie!" I nod towards George.
Dean looks incredulous. "No..."
"He totally did!"
Dean shakes his head. "Wanker."
I lean back. "Totally." We're on the other side of town, in the fancy neighbourhood filled with huge houses and expensive cars. I'm quite sure George doesn't live here.
"Alright, this is Kate's house. See you later, yeah?" He puts his hand up to fist bump Luke.
Luke bumps his fist. "We'll see man, depends."
"It'll be a sick party though." He salutes Dean and winks at me before slamming the door and swaggering his way up the drive to the front door.
"Yeah. Let's not go." Dean says what I'm thinking.
Luke turns around. "Why? A party sounds fun."
"You do realise he thought I was Allie, right?" I raise an eyebrow at my twin. "Which means he was probably planning to put the moves on whoever he thought was me. Which means Allie or me would have had a horrible time at the party." Luke turns to look at the house. A heartbeat later he puts the car in gear and drives off without a word.

Our house lies in darkness. I light lamps as I move through it towards my room. Luke immediately starts the PS4 and settles on the sofa, he hasn't said anything since we drove off from Kate's house. I exchanged a look with Dean as we got out of the car, but he just shrugged his shoulders. I guess we'll just leave Luke to it, whatever "it" is. Allie has spammed her stories with memes, she must be feeling better.
"hey, how's it going?"
"not dying anymore, but mum won't let me leave the house!"
"well, a stomach bug is mad contagious"
"but im boooooredddddd!!!!!!!"

I call her.
"I hope you're sitting comfortably, because I have a story for you."
"Well, hello to you too..."
"Shh. We went out for a milkshake and ended up having a burger over at Star. And guess who works there?" I pause dramatically. "George!"
"Well, duh. I could have told you that."
"Yeah, well, I didn't know. And shh, I'm telling a story here. Anyway. He fucking ignored me! Well, he took my order, but when my butthead brother showed up he was all 'yo bro!' about it. And then Dean slid up and was all possessive boyfriend on me, making George go all 'thumbs up man'. Which is like, so gross. Why would he ignore me until I was someone's girlfriend? And then he like invited us to a party..."
"Are you guys going to a party?!" Allie sounds so jealous.
"No! Shut up and listen! Luke told me the party is at some girl's house and that George is hooking up with her, among like so many other girls. You know, whatever little crush I've had on him is so dead. Which it's been like forever anyway. And then Luke offered to drive him there, which meant we drove all the way to Poshville. We dropped him off at some Kate's house, I think it's Kate Langley by the way, but that doesn't really matter, because we're not going. George was all wink wink, come to the party and 'have a good time'." Allie makes a gagging noise. "Totally! And oh! I forgot the best part! George thought I was YOU! And he was totally going to put the moves on one of us. And he was all smiley and creepy and now I'm never going back to Star Burger ever again!"
"What? He thought you were me? How can he think that? We've hung out!"
"Apparently he never paid much attention."
"What. A. Dick." I can picture Allie's frown.
"Totally." Dean leans on my doorpost, arms crossed over his chest and that infuriating almost-smile in the corner of his mouth. "And speaking of dicks... I think my 'boyfriend' wants to talk with me."
Allie giggles. "I told you there would be repercussions from posting that pic!"
"Yeah, yeah, shut up, love you, bye." I disconnect the call and turn to Dean. "What?"
"I think we need to do something about Luke. He's like in a mood and only grunts at me when I talk to him."
Shrugging my shoulders I place my phone on my bedside table. "I thought boys only communicated in grunts?"
Dean shakes his head. "You are a very funny girl."
"Don't forget smart and beautiful." I check the time. "How about we try a film and some popcorn? He seems super keen on Soulless." I make a face, not too keen on the horror flick myself.
Dean stands up straight and drags a hand through his hair. "Alright. We've nothing to lose."

Luke is smashing the buttons in DemonCore and doesn't even look up when I sit on the armrest. I look over at Dean and roll my eyes. He just shakes his head and heads out into the kitchen.
"Hey, butt wipe. What's up with the pissy attitude?" He makes a dismissive noise and kills a few enemies on screen. "Oh, come on dude! Don't be a poo."
Luke leaves the match and turns to me. "You tell me George wants to shag you, and not because he likes you, but because he's a creep, and you're not even a little bit mad?"
"Oh, my sweet summer child. It's not the first time a guy's been a disgusting wanker. You said yourself that he 'collects' girls."
Luke throws his hands up. "Yeah, but they're not my sister!"
"That's some selective sexism you're practicing there, my dude..." I glide down onto the sofa and pat his knee. "How about we watch Soulless, and pretend every victim is George?"
"Yeah. Well, okay, but I'm still not okay with him thinking about you like that..."
"What are you going to do? Tell him off?" I punch him not so lightly on the shoulder. "Nah man, just drop him and get on with life."
"How much popcorn should I make?" Dean's question has Luke perking up.
"Yes!" We both yell at the same time.
"You get the film up and running and I'll go search for more snacks." I pat his knee again.