Three Ways (Wattys 2015)

4. The Mood Swings of a Red Head Muggle.

4. The Mood Swings of a Red Head Muggle.

Eli

When I finally got Steven to open the door by comforting him that the poop had been cleaned out from the hall, he helped us to locate Brooke’s stuff which she took with a slight huff as she seemed a bit less flustered and a bit more like her normal grumpy self though I could see embarrassment swimming in her eyes.

I grinned as I saw her struggling to hold the pants up with both the helmet and the skates in her hands. Brooke caught me snickering and she looked up at me with a scowl.

“Well of course that’s what you would do. Stand around like every immature boy laughing at the girl having problems.” Even though her words came out harsh, I couldn’t help the laugh that escaped my mouth, making her narrow her eyes at me as she continued her shaming of teenage boys. “Chivalry is dead.”

Her statement just made me smile coolly as I replied like a smarty pants, “well it was females who wanted equality so we gave it to them, hence why your dear chivalry is dead.”

Instead of her normal snarky response, Brooke looked at me with a dry look until she crossed her eyes and scrunched up her nose into a funny face. I slowly clapped at her comeback and grabbed the skates and helmet from her. “Come on, your majesty. We have to get you to Mars before police comes to kill me and my dear friends for helping your alien butt.”

I turned but caught the sight of her lips turning up into a slight smile before doing so. As I walked towards the stairs, I was expecting a thank you or something but instead all I got was a poke in the back with an order to move faster. Nice girls, my butt. To annoy her, I totally stopped in my place, blocking her way as well. She gave me ‘are you kidding me?’ look when I turned my head back to look at her and I just replied by wiggling my eyebrows and throwing her a goofy wink making her roll her eyes at me.

After some time of her poking me repeatedly, I simply turned back and poked her right in the stomach making her erupt into giggles as she covered her tummy with one hand, her other hand trying to keep hold on the pants.

A part of me smirked evilly in my mind, willing me to tickle her again. A second part was in favor of that since it was swooning slightly at the sound of her laughs, grinning like a lunatic while the third part felt a little sheepish for even thinking about the former things. So going with my third part, I gave her a half smile and turned back, making my way towards the door where stood none other than the choppy hair mademoiselle.

I am pretty sure she was one step away from calling the asylum on me judging from the look she was currently giving me. Or maybe she was just imagining how it would feel for her to be wrapped in my strong manly hands.

Okay, I need help………..from all these ladies after me. No, seriously, I do.

“I’m not even going to ask what happened earlier.” She said, making me and Brooke simultaneously let out a breath of relief. I looked at Brooke, grinning while she just stared back dumbly.

“Jinx!”

“Jinx can only be done on real words, you dumb idiot.” Brooke whisper shouted, giving me a disbelieving look. I know, I know, it’s hard for girls to admit that such a hot, good looking Greek God can exist and is standing right in front of them.

“And you owe me a soda now.” I announced triumphantly, opening the door and swaggering out as the two drooling girls followed me. Brooke opened her mouth once again but I waved my hand to stop her, “Soda, the end.”

“Okay.” Lidia started, dragging out the ‘o’ as her cerulean eyes assessed me. It was probably a bad idea to stare at her lips but I couldn’t help it as certain thoughts entered my mind stream. “I’m just going to head back home now, be safe guys.”