Spring Break Romance - Cassie Parker (good books to read for 12 year olds .txt) 📗

laughing.
"Wow. That was the worst thing I have seen. Mathias, the man who has no problem talking to girls has problems talking to a teen."
Mathias stands up and I grab the rest of his papers off the ground and then I stand up. I hand him the papers and he takes them. "What are you even doing here. I thought that you were out getting women." Mathias acts like Mark isn't a friend.
"I forgot my wallet and what does it matter to you?"
"Alright you two. Mark, why don't you go back to whatever it was that you were doing." I don't feel like separating a fighting pair while wearing a towel. I grab Mathias's forearm and pull him into the hallway leading to my room. He follows reluctantly but he still follows. I open my door and push him inside. I close the door. "Stay on the bed. I'll be back." I grab my pajamas that I was wearing earlier and walk back down the hall. I find Mark waiting by the bathroom door. "What do you want?"
"To know what you two are planning on doing that we can't do."
"Exactly nothing. Now move so that I can get dressed?"
"Why?"
"Um...Move Mark." He didn't. Instead he moves to block the door even more. I backed up. I turn towards my bedroom and close the door behind me once I get inside. Mathias looks up from his papers and frowns. "Uh could you close your eyes?" Mathias does and I get dressed. "You can open your eyes now."
"Why couldn't you get dressed in the bathroom?"
"Mark is a freak.
"O-kay? What does that mean exactly?"
"Nothing. So what are you working on?"
"Signing up for the special forces in the army."
"Isn't that really hard to get into."
"Not when you have previous training. I don't go to college with your brother. We know each other from high school."
"Wow. Mike was talking about joining but he hasn't followed through."
"He wouldn't. He has you and your mom to look after. I mean I know about your dad and all so I think that he feels responsible."
"Probably but I can take care of myself."
"I don't doubt that. So what did Mark do to you?"
"I'm not telling and it doesn't matter. I think he was drunk."
"They were gone for five minutes."
"Yeah but when you guys came in he was pretty drunk and then he drank some more. He's pretty stupid."
"I don't disagree with that."
"Wanna watch a movie?" Mathias nods and puts his papers on the bed side table.
"So what do you have in your movie collection?"
"Uh...all sorts of movies. What kind of movies do you prefer?"
"Action packed."
"Well that is the same with most guys and I have the perfect movie."
"Which is?"
"It's not the most action packed movie I have but it's a good movie." He gave me the look that said tell me already. "G.I. Joe- rise of the cobra."
"Cool." I pop the movie and go into the living room where I grab my back pack. I walk back into the room where Mathias had already pushed play on the movie. I pull out my Calculus and I get to work. About thirty or forty minutes into the movie I hear a crash outside. Mathias looks at me and I grab my knife which I had taped on the bottom of my desk. "Where did that come from?"
'Mike bought it for me so I put it in it's sheath and taped it to the bottom of my desk. " I walk out the door with the knife held behind my back. I come to a stop in the hall way because Mark is passed out on the floor. "Well I don't need the knife." I walk into the kitchen to find Mike laughing hysterically like he does when he is drunk. I make him some coffee then make him drink it. Mathias was behind me the entire time and now he is getting Mike to bed.
I head back to my bedroom and start to work on my Calculus again. I've got most of it finished and three more subjects to go plus study for five out of my seven classes. I finish my Calculus then I get to work on my Anatomy homework. Mathias walks into my room then back tracks. I hear a knock and laugh. "Come in."
"I just wanted to tell you that your brother is in bed snoring." He was about to walk away when he noticed all the books on my desk. "What classes are you taking? There's loads of homework there."
''Let's see; Third year of French, American Literature- duel credit, Advanced Accounting, Mythology and Astronomy, Creative Writing 2, Anatomy, and Calculus."
"Well that's not a hard schedule or anything." He was being sarcastic but he was right.
"It isn't for me. I study throughout the summer that way I can keep up on all the classes I take."
"Okay then you are an overachiever."
"And proud to be one."
''So are you a Junior or Senior?"
"Senior like my brother is in College."
"Well I am going to go to bed. Night." I waved and started my homework again.
Second Day of Spring Break

I wake up with my head on top of my American Lit. book. I had fallen asleep while writing my essay. I stand up after I ruffle my hair like I do after I get out of the shower, then I yawn, and stretch. The process took me about forty-five seconds. By time I get close to the kitchen there is laughing and it wasn't a girl's laugh. I walk into the kitchen and grab a bowl and the cereal. The guys were still laughing. I had to ask. "What are you all laughing about?"
Mike answered me. "Mark and me can't remember a thing about last night."
"Um...funny?"
"Yes it is because we had a group of girls call us and wanted to know why we didn't call them back after..."
"Okay so your version of funny, not so funny."
"So you are one of those?" That was Mark.
"One of what?"
"Someone who has a hard time laughing."
"No. I only laugh when something is funny. What is funny is that you two will both have migraines and will end up sleeping the day away while I sit by the pool."
"So you aren't going to get in?" That was Mathias.
"I never said that." I walk away eating my cereal and I go into my room. I finish my essay while I eat. When I'm done with the essay I put it into a paper cover thing and I take by bowl to the kitchen. Mark and Mike are in a heated conversation while Mathias looks bored. He interrupted them.
"Tinkerbell is a cartoon character. It does not matter if she'd be hot or not in real life." At that I decided to take my shower. I get in the shower when Mike and Mark bust into the bathroom still arguing.
"You do realize that I am in the shower right?" I stick my head out to see Mike and Mark in front of the mirror. Mark faces me.
"And?" I roll my eyes and stick my head back in the shower. Guys are stupid. They leave after about twenty minutes of fixing their appearances. I get out and wrap at towel around myself. I walk to my bedroom without any mishaps. I get dressed in a pair of mini shorts and a ct off shirt over my bikini. I didn't plan on sun bathing outside so I grabbed my last homework assignment. Advanced Accounting book and my computer for the homework. I walk out by the pool where the tree boys are.
"Seriously? More homework?" It was Mark and from what little time I've spent with him I've learned he isn't a serious person.
"Uh yeah. It's the last of it too so if you'd shush I could do my work." I glared at him and Mike and Mathias laughed.
"Oh shut up." Mark directed this towards the guys so I got to work on my Accounting. it took me about an hour and by then the guys were strewn about the pool patio. I close my lap top and get up. I stretch and walk to my bedroom where I'm at most of the time. I put my computer away and shove my book into my back pack.
I walk back out onto the patio where Mark and Mike were asleep. Mathias was feeling out his army papers. "Hey." He said without me looking up.
"Hey. Those two are major party poopers. They party all night and sleep during the day."
"Well good thing it's spring break, otherwise they wouldn't be keeping up on classes."
"You sound like you are thirty or something.'
"I happen to be twenty-two for your information and why do you say that?"
"Just the way you talk I guess. Not anything specific."
"Well that's vague."
"Well so are you."
"No I'm not."
"Well for me to believe you you have to prove it."
He looked confused. "How am I supposed to do that?"
"You aren't just vague when you answer questions. You don't show your personality much."
"I don't think I like where this is going."
"You have to show me what you do for fun."
"Fine. Get dressed in a formal dress and then I'll show you."
"A formal dress?" I asked doubtfully.
"You want to see what I do? Then wear it."
I run up to my room and have to dig to the back of the closet for the only dress I own. It's a red dress that fits my body. It has a slit up to my thigh on the right side so that I could move. Unfortunately it was strapless so I had to put on a strapless bra to wear it. I put on a pair of stilettos that are black and then I brush out my hair. I pull some hair in to strands then pull them to the front of my face. I pull straight up and make a bump that way I have some sort of hairstyle. I put on dark eyeliner, mascara, black eyeshadow, and red lipstick. There now I was ready for what ever it is. It took me about twenty minutes to do all this. I walk down the stairs and not like you see in the movies.
"Where are we going that you have to be in that tux and me in this damned thing?"
“You’ll see. Come on.”
I follow him out to his car which is a pure black mustang. I open my door and get in without waiting for him to help me.
“Well you don’t follow usual customs do you?”
“Nope.” After about thirty minutes in the car I shove off my heels. Mathias doesn’t say a thing. We sat in the car with utter silence for two hours when we finally made it to where