"You're the most embarrassing, annoying sister ever! Shut your mouth!" Alex grunted, throwing a pillow at me. He's just
mad I didn't save him any pizza.
I mean who can blame me when I have
Kas, the human garbage disposal
by my side that eats anything in his
sight.
"Ha-ha you're still a baby"
Alex's "friend" teased him like they
were in elementary school.
"I'm leaving before worse is said."
Alex defended hold his hands in the
air in surrender.I chuckle as I watch
them climb up the stairs in escape.
"Umm, my butt is vibrating?" I
mentioned, looking at Kas with a
puzzled look.
"Well my thigh is vibrating" He stated.
"Maybe it has to do with your phone
being in your pocket, genius" I hinted,
reaching down to his right jean
pocket and grabbing his android.
"Ari, don't answer it" Kas
ordered in a grumbling tone.
"Ooo, its Rodney!" I said holding up the
phone for him to see.
"I don't care now give me." He
declared reaching out to get his
phone.
"Nope, sorry, going to answer it-
Hello?"
"Ari!" Ash growled once |
picked it up.
I stuck my tongue out and faced him
criss crossed, still in his lap. "Umm...
Ari? Oh no, wait, sorry Tiff?! Tiffany
right?" Rodney stuttered on the other
line.
I giggled as I starred at Kas who
was scowling at me, and shaking his
head. "Nope, you were right. It's Ari.
What you want, Rodney?"
"Oh good it is you. Last time l did that
to Tiffany, she flipped shit at me!" He
explained exaggeratingly. I'm pretty
sure shit doesn't actually flip but
that's just my opinion.
"l could understand why. So, what you
want with Kas?" I asked. Asher
looked at me frowning, shaking his
head. He didn't like it one bit that I
took his phone.
"Well, I was calling to ask if he was
coming to practice since you know,
big game on Friday! You going to let
him off the leash?" He joked,
laughing.
Was I that controlling in Kas' life? |
never thought I was ever the reason
for him ditching time with his friends
or practice or anything. It's not like |
force him to spend time with me, he's
"You know. Let me ask him- Hey Kasassy, you going to go to practice today or are
you too much of sour puss to go?"I
teased, pinching his cheeks.
"Don't do that" He mumbled, rubbing
his red cheeks. "No I'm not, tell
Roberts, to tell coach, that I'm sick,
nothing big just going to miss today's
practice," He lied, shrugging like it
was no big deal.
Oh, but it is a big deal and he knows
it. Last time, I heard Coach got so
mad when one of the players skipped
practice, and another had faked sick,
that when he found out, he made the
players run around the whole football
field twenty times every day before
practice, in all their gear and pads!
And practice was held an hour longer
for the rest of that week. Coach is
tough, but he's accomplished a lot,
that's all I had to say.
"You're dead!" | whispered to him.
"Nah Rodney, he said he can't make it.
Told me, to tell you, to tell coach, that
he's OK, nothing major, but he won't
be able to do practice today" Kas
nodded his head in approval, liking
the way I had put things.
"Is he OK?" Rodney asked sounding concerned.
"Yeah he fine! Just a little stomach
bug." I assure him.
Kas shook his head at me, frowning.
"You're making me sound
weak!" He complained in a whisper.
I shrugged, not caring, "Well, OK then.
Oh, and tell him there's going to be a
party at my place after the game.
Parents are out of town so no
Worries. Oh, duh, and of course you're
invited too!" Rodney invited excitedly.
What Rodney love more than attending
parties? Throwing the parties.
"Thanks bro. I'll think about it, but
I'm sure Kas will be there. Enjoy
practice!" I tell him.
"Alright, bye. Tell Lockhart to feel better."
He told me.
"I will, bye" I hung up the phone,
tossing it back to Kas.
"What did you just drag me into?"
Kas asked, sounding a little worried
as he grabbed hold of my wrists.
Come on it's not like I've dragged him
into worse situations or
agreements! OK, dragging him to go
bikini shopping or finding PJs and
other stuff at Victoria Secret is the
limit. I know that now. I have also
learned that it is not OK to babysit
your two month old neighbor with a
boy because when you end up having
to go to the store to buy dippers, yes,
people will think you're a family and
that he is the father and I am the
mother. Getting pregnant in your teen
years isnt that surprising anymore.
"Well, I did not sign you up to have a
heart transplant. You will not be
going to practice, but I might have
said yes for you to be at one of your
good friend's parties" I said with a
smile on my face.
"You told Rod I was going to his
party?" He confirmed like it was
going to be no big deal.
"Yeah, pretty much."l agreed, nodding
my head.
"Do you want to come?" Kas offers,
drumming his fingers on my knees as
I gave the TV back some of my
attention.
"I don't know." I mumbled. I was on
the fence about the whole party
thing. A part of me told me it'd be
good to get out and socialize. Go to a
party because its my senior year, but
another part of me wanted to stay
home and watch movie or probably
finish projects or essays.
"Are you not going because you
nearly got 'killed' at the last party you
went to?" He chuckles at me out of
humor and most likely stupidity.
It's true! | was almost killed! In my
eyes, I would be dead by now if
tequila shots didn't save my life,
strange I know, but so true.