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Chapter 7
By xFuRiEx


Saturday morning I got up and headed to the kitchen. It was one day I didn't have to do homework and Mrs. Canavan was merciful, not giving us a world of homework. It's been almost a week since I found out that Brian lived next door, though I haven't seen him since. Zacky thought it was totally awesome that Brian and I were neighbors.

“I can't believe you live next door to Brian. That is so cool,” he had exclaimed when he had come by earlier the week so we could do our homework.

I found my younger, by a year, brother, Chase, in the kitchen having breakfast.

“Good morning,” he smiled.

“Morning,” I smiled back.

“Sleep well?” he wanted to know.

“Like the dead and you?”

“Like a dream,” he grinned.

“No kidding,” I laughed.

Chase and I were extremely close. He was the sweetest and nicest guy ever, but cool and fun at the same time.

“Where's Dustin?” I asked.

“Probably somewhere busy being cool,” he scoffed.

Dustin was our eighteen-year-old brother. All three of us had blonde hair and brown eyes. We were all very close, except Dustin was busy most of the time. He was super popular since most girls found him drop dead gorgeous - I know, because Taylor always drools over him when she sees him - and he plays football. The only difference between him and other jocks was that he didn't pick or beat up on smaller kids. His social life was crazy as a hurricane.

“What are your plans for the day?” Chase asked.

“I'm not going to do any homework,” I stated firmly.

“Definitely no homework,” he agreed. “So we can hang out today?”

“That would be great,” I smiled.

“Good morning you two,” my mom greeted, coming into the kitchen.

“Morning, Mom,” we replied.

My mom was a nurse and always worked the night shift, except over weekends when she had time off to spend with her family.

“Since all of you are going to be out of the house, I'm going to bake today,” my mom informed us.

“Chocolate chip cookies,” Chase begged grinning.

“Ginger biscuits,” I said.

“I'll tend to both those requests,” she assured us with a smile. “I'll bake one or two cakes as well. I should probably take one over to Suzie too; poor dear probably wonders what happened to me.”

My mom and Mrs. Suzie Haner, who I now knew was Brian's step mom, were best friends.

“I'm going to go get dressed,” Chase said excusing himself.

“Me too,” I said.

Chase and I hung out for the rest of the day, only returning home late afternoon. As expected, Dustin still wasn't home. My mom however was still baking away.

“Did you have fun?” she asked as my brother and I entered the kitchen.

“We had a great time,” we both told her.

Chase disappeared into the house and I sat down at the table.

“I'm going to take these next door. Would you like to come along?” my mom asked me.

“Sure,” I nodded, taking one of the cakes.

My mom carried another one and we started walking next door.

“What did you bake them?” I wanted to know.

“This one is a carrot cake. The one you're carrying is a chocolate strawberry cake.”

I remembered that chocolate strawberry was Brian's favorite.

“According to Suzie, it's her stepson's favorite,” my mom said smiling.

We reached the neighbors' house and knocked on the door.

“Jenna!” Mrs. Haner exclaimed. “I haven't seen or heard anything from you in a long time. How are you?”

“I'm good thank you. Work has just kept me a little busy lately. How about you?” my mom replied smiling.

“Great. I just miss your company. Come on in. Hello, Anna,” she said to me.

“Hello, Mrs. Haner.”

We followed her into the kitchen and placed the cakes on the table.

“Would you like some coffee?” she offered.

“That would be great,” my mom replied and we sat down at the table.

Mrs. Haner turned on the kettle and removed three cups from the cupboard. She also removed three plates and cut each of us a piece of cake. She cut it from the chocolate strawberry cake my mom just brought.

“Mom, I'm home,” we heard someone announce and then Brian was standing in the doorway.

“Hey, Stacy,” he smiled the second he saw me. “Hello, Mrs. Huber.”

“You two know each other?” Mrs. Haner asked him.

He nodded, “We met last week.”

“I didn't know that,” she smiled.

“She's friends with Zacky,” he continued, walking into the kitchen and sitting down next to me.

His mom removed another plate from the cupboard and also cut him a slice, handing the plate to him.

“Mrs. Huber, I love you,” he said after his first bite.

“It's only a pleasure, dear,” she assured him and he grinned.

“I didn't know that you were friends with the neighbors' son,” my mom said on our way home.

“Mhm,” I responded.

“He's a nice and decent boy. Very well mannered,” she noticed.

“Mom, no!” I gasped, realizing what she was getting at. “We're just friends.”

“I know, but I'm just saying that he would be a good choice if you wanted to have a relationship,” she said.

“We're just friends,” I insisted. “I barely know the guy. We met and talked once. That's it.”

“And who is Zacky?” she asked curiously.

“He's in some of my classes and he's been helping me with homework,” I told my mom. “I met Brian through him.”

“Already meeting the friends,” she noticed with a smile.

“It was just a coincidence. His friends invited him over while we were busy with homework and I went along,” I explained.

“You should invite them over some time,” she suggested.

We reached the house and I turned to my mom.

“Forget about hearing anything about either of them,” I told her. “I don't know them.”

With that I disappeared into the house.

“But you do know them!” she called after me and I rolled my eyes.

Great, this'll be the start of great teasing or attempts at match making. My mom was surprised that I was almost seventeen and hadn't even had my first kiss yet. She wanted me to have a boyfriend and be happy. I didn't need a boyfriend to be happy though. Maybe I didn't have a boyfriend, but I did have a major crush and my mom didn't have to know that. I normally told my mom everything, but I haven't even told Taylor about Zacky yet. She knew some guy was helping me with my homework, but since he was helping me with homework she figured he would be a know-it-all nerd and didn't give much thought to it - thankfully. It was my little secret though.

An hour later, both my brothers barged through my bedroom door, falling down on my bed.

“We just came to bring you the news,” Chase started.

“What news?” I asked curiously.

“The neighbors are coming over for dinner in about half an hour,” he informed me.

“Mom visited Mrs. Haner earlier and decided that it would be a great idea to invite them over,” Dustin continued.

“I went with Mom and she didn't invite them,” I said.

“She must've invited them afterwards. All I know is that they're coming over soon,” Chase replied.

“They're going to bring all their kids too,” Dustin said, making a face.

“How many are there?” I asked.

“Brian, the eldest, is in my year and then there's Hayley…” Dustin started naming them.

“She's my year,” Chase noticed.

“And the little sister Kelly, though I have no idea how old she is,” Dustin finished. “We're going to have to baby-sit all night.”

“It's not so bad,” I told him. “At least they're not little kids anymore.”

“I know, but I thought I was going to have a nice quiet night home,” Dustin said.

“It's only dinner,” I chuckled.

“What are you doing?” Dustin wanted to know.

“I'm working on an essay for school,” I replied.

“I thought you said no homework today,” Chase pointed out.

“Yeah, I know, but I didn't have anything else to do and decided to get started on it,” I explained.

“What's it about?” Dustin asked, walking over to where I was busy in front of the computer and looking at the screen.

“It's about our drama, Romeo and Juliet. It's ridiculous since we've barely reached page fifty,” I said.

“Unfortunately I can't help you,” Dustin said.

“How can you not help me? You did the same book last year,” I pointed out and he shrugged, getting a sly smile on his face.

“He obviously didn't write his own essays,” Chase noticed with a laugh.

“The girls always gladly did it,” he smiled.

I laughed, “Yeah, well, unfortunately I'm the girl and I doubt that there are any guys or girls who would write it for me.”

“Sucks to be you,” Dustin teased.

“Sounds like the guests are here,” Chase noticed.

“Let's get this party started,” Dustin smiled, heading for the door.

I followed my brothers out of my room and down the stairs where we found my mom already greeting the arrivals. The three of us also exchanged greetings with the newcomers.

“So, what do you want to do?” Dustin asked Brian and his sister Hayley as the four of them started towards the living room.

“We can watch a movie or play some video games…” Chase told them.

I didn't follow them, but turned to Kelly who was still a tiny girl. She looked barely old enough to be out of her diapers.

“What do you want to do?” I asked her, bending down to her level.

She looked up at her parents.

“Kelly, do you want to go with Anna?” her mom asked.

She looked at me for a few seconds then nodded smiling. She took my hand and I led her upstairs to my room.

“What would you like to do?” I asked her once we reached my room.

She looked around and then back at me.

“What would you like to do?” she asked sweetly.

“Well, we can listen to music or… You know what my friends and I always do when we have a sleepover? We do each other's hair and make-up and paint each other's nails. Would you like me to do your hair, Kelly?” I asked her.

She smiled, “Mm.”

She walked over to my mirror and hopped onto the chair. I obviously wasn't going to give her make-up or nail polish, because she was too small, but there was nothing wrong with doing her hair. I plugged my hair straightener in. While I waited for it to heat up, I cleaned my glasses. The things just sat on your face, but I swear they were always dirty. I returned to where Kelly sat waiting and started to straighten her hair. About ten minutes later there was a knock on my door. I put down the straightener and walked over to my door to let whomever it was in. I was surprised to see that Brian was the one who had knocked.

“Hey, Stacy,” he smiled.

“Brian, come on in,” I told him.

He entered and his gaze turned to where Kelly sat in front of the mirror.

“Oh, you're doing her hair?” he asked amused.

I smiled and nodded.

“I'm going to look like a princess,” she commented sweetly.

“You already look like a princess,” he informed her and I smiled.

“No, silly,” she giggled. “Princesses are pretty.”

“You are pretty,” he assured her.

“Your brother's right. You are pretty,” I agreed and she just giggled at us.

I returned to straightening her hair and Brian sat down on my bed.

“Why aren't you downstairs with the rest of the guys and Hayley?” I asked.

“They're playing video games and I'm not so high on that,” he informed me.

“You're one of, well, the only teenage guy I've heard of that doesn't like playing video games,” I chuckled.

“I don't mind playing it. I just prefer doing other things with my time,” he explained.

“Like what?” I wanted to know.

“Like playing guitar or hanging out with my friends,” he said.

“You play guitar?” I asked intrigued.

“I do,” he smiled. “I live for playing.”

“That's nice,” I smiled. “You don't mind leaving Hayley all alone with them?”

He smiled, “No, she can take care of herself. She knows Chase and doesn't seem to mind being alone with them.”

I nodded in understanding.

“I like your room,” he said. “It's not all the girly fluff you'd expect.”

“Do I look like a girly girl?”

“You're not a prep and you're not a girly girl. What are you?” he wondered.

“I'm just an average girl, who likes having sleepovers with her friends and listening to her favorite band,” I told him.

“Oh yeah, The Killers and Blue October,” he remembered.

“Yes,” I nodded smiling. “There, I'm finished,” I told Kelly.

She looked in the mirror and then up at me and smiled.

“Thank you. I like it. I look like a princess,” she grinned happily.

“You do,” I smiled. “And it was nothing but my pleasure.”

“You look beautiful,” Brian told her, smiling as well.

“Hey, Kelly,” I said. “What do you say about straightening Brian's hair?”

She giggled, “I don't think he'll look like a princess, but maybe he'll look better.”

“Ooh, burn,” I laughed.

He started laughing too, “Fine, I'll sit down, but you better be careful and not burn me with those tongs.”

Kelly stood next to him and watched as I progressed straightening his hair.

“You do know that this is so gay,” he pointed out.

“No it's not,” I argued. “It's just another way of styling your hair. No one ever said that straightening your hair was exclusive to females.”

“Fair enough,” he agreed.

Since his hair was short, I was done quickly.

“Not bad,” he said, looking in the mirror.

“Stay put,” I told him. “I'll be right back.”

I disappeared from the room and headed into Chase's room to grab his hair gel. I returned to my own room and started working on Brian's hair, spiking it up. He stared in the mirror, amused.

“You should become a hairstylist or something,” he said once I was done. “This is awesome!”

I smiled at him.

“I like it,” Kelly commented.

“You do now, don't you?” Brian chuckled.

“Hey, dinners ready,” Chase said, poking his head in the door. He saw Brian's hair and smiled, “She got to you?”

Brian started laughing.

“Not everyone's afraid of me,” I told Chase. “He actually trusted me to do his hair.”

“Hm, I still think I'm safer not trusting you,” he joked.

“Let's go get some dinner,” Brian said, taking Kelly's hand and we all headed down to the kitchen.

“Nice hair,” Hayley teased as soon as she saw Brian.

“I think so,” Brian told her.

I sat down at the table and Brian took a seat next to me.

“You prefer getting your hair straightened to playing video games?” Dustin asked amused.

“I didn't plan on getting my hair straightened, but Stacy and Kelly forced me,” Brian joked.

“Uh-uh,” Kelly argued. “You like it.”

“Yes, I do,” he smiled at her.

“Everyone, enjoy,” my mom smiled, placing the food on the table.

After dinner, the Haner's all left, after helping us clean up. I plopped down in front of the television and scanned the channels for something to watch.

“How do you know Brian?” Dustin asked, sitting down next to me.

“I don't really know him,” I replied honestly. “We met through a mutual friend a little more than a week ago.”

He nodded and Chase also came into the room.

“What are we watching?” he asked.

We shrugged.

“What movie do you want to watch?” he asked, looking through our selection.

“Garfield!” Dustin joked.

“Yeah!” I laughed.

“Okay,” Chase nodded, putting it in.

“I was joking!” Dustin exclaimed.

“Too bad, because we're watching it now,” I smiled.

He groaned, “Fine.”

I laughed as the movie started.


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