A Recipe For Disaster

We let the girl into our home, we give her her own room, we give her a place to stay and offer to assist her with her needs; so what does she do in return? She bloody runs away!

"Felix?! Where the hell is she?!" I roared, rushing hurriedly to Felix's room; I gave the girl the guest bedroom two doors down from his. After dinner yesterday—Wednesday—night, I had let her into the guest bedroom and told her specifically that we'll sort it out in the morning.

Felix was in the middle of changing, his upper half unclothed and his pants were unzipped as I barged into the door shouting with panic.

"Fe—lix...?" I stood there for a second staring at his body while trying to process thoughts.

"What the bloody fuck are you doing screaming like a fucking dying mule, damn—it...?" Audrina roared, pushing me from Felix's doorway and barging in the room, stopping short when her eyes landed on Felix half naked.

"Uh...uh...," she stammered, hardly looking away. I snapped out of trance and grabbed her arms, but as she shot me a look that said let-go-and-no-one-dies, I quickly retracted and put my hands forward in surrender. I couldn't believe this was the same girl who caressed me delicately last night, and still this morning until I woke up in panic.

Let me tell you, last night, I'd though Audrina would've locked the bedroom door because of our persistent conflict when we were together, but this time, she didn't. Surprisingly she was already asleep, but unsurprisingly, she took up most of the bed. She'd sprawled across half of my side; lying on her back, her right leg stuck out of my side and her head titled to her side. I couldn't help but chuckle softly, adoring her very un-lady-like sleeping position—especially because her tank top had ridden half way up exposing her smooth and flat stomach. After I changed, I decided it was too hot of a night to wear a shirt, so when I tried to shove Audrina to her side, she draped her arm around my neck and I had looked directly into her droopy eyes. As if she were drunk, she smiled lazily and pulled me down, her arms still around my neck and as her cold hands connected with my skin, I couldn't help but let out a shaky laugh as pleasant chills ran down my spine.

♠ Audrina ♠

Alexander looked at me weirdly as he put his hands up. I cringed inwardly, knowingly; as I thought of last night...or this morning. Whatever; all I regretfully know is that I had cuddled, in bed, with Alexander! I can't emphasis enough how...taboo that is for me! Some one please bitch slap me and tell me I did not do that with him?!

"Now, what the fuck are you screaming like a bitch about?" I glowered as he scowled unattractively; I rolled my eyes and when I turned around Felix had his shirt over and zipped his pants up. Damn his yummy body.

"Thanks mum, thanks dad, I appreciate watching you watch me change," Felix stated sarcastically and Alexander and I sniggered, and then realized what he said—mum AND dad, meaning us!—and we snarled.

"She's gone," Alexander stated concisely and I suddenly flushed.

"Audrina's turned into a tomato! You know anything about it, eh?" Felix raised his brow towards me and I bit my lip, glancing once at Alexander.

"I may have seen her walk out the front door this morning...?" I offered and Alexander grumbled something about, 'bloody idiot, doesn't even know for sure.'

"Well, sorry I'm not Ms. fucking Sharp Eyes alright?!" I huffed. "I wasn't even sure. I swear I could've mistaken her for a dead girl walking out of our house."

After I said that I groaned and literally slapped myself.

"See what you've done!" I pointed accusingly at Alexander who looked taken aback. "You've turned me into some freaky, insensitive, psycho bitch!"

"Like you weren't beforehand?" Alexander muttered under his breath but I still heard.

"I may not have sharp eyes but I can tell you I have super sonic hearing and I know that you, Alexander, are too much of a drama queen to take action so, I offer to go look for her. And I know you owe some bastards some sixty thousand buckaroos, so...laters to you, asshole! See you, Felix. I promise I'll bring her back!" I saluted Felix and stuck Alexander to finger, turning around and heading off to find the troublesome girl.

I had a pretty good idea of where she'd be, and whaddya know? I'm correct-o-mondo as per...sometimes!

"Hey," I said softly, approaching her with a kind smile. When I saw her physically tense and turn her heel to bolt again I stopped her. "No, no wait! My friends and I aren't any harm! Honestly, we're here to help. You're the girl from here before, right? The other day..."

She nodded slowly and reluctantly turned her body towards me so I knew she was listening.

"Do you know whose house this is?" I tried but she just shook her head and turned away. "Listen, my...um...the guy who saved you, Alexander, he's going to take care of it, okay? We have sixty thousand so don’t worry about it. The worst we do by getting the money is pissing off our mothers, but they can easily make even more. After all, we have at least one Crest Hotels in every major city around the world. And Alexander's Dad is a film producer of some sort so yeah... no big deal." Great, I'm giving away personal information to a complete stranger. Where the fuck did my common sense go?!

I tried jokes, I tried smiling but she didn't fucking co-operate. Oh, how there's nothing better than being stuck with a troublesome girl. And how insensitive am I? First girl to be in my company after being stuck with two idiots for the whole time, and I don't even want to spend time with her! Albeit, she is a stranger

"We're here to help. So don't run off and expect us to be all hunky dory and quick to help you a second time," I stated briefly, huffing with impatience. That got her attention and she nodded quickly as if finally comprehending my words.

"I didn't want people who pitied me to help me. Thank god, thank you," she whispered in a soft voice, however, her American accent was evident, and I really thought my eyes would bulge out. First time hearing this girl talk and I realized how disconnected from girls I'd been since the start. Although, standing next to her I seriously felt superior—I was taller, probably stronger—oh who am I kidding? Of course I was, surely—and she really looked the part of a lost child.

"You're from America?" I asked and she merely nodded. Maybe she's like me and shipped to Australia to stay with two infuriating idiots with a brain the size of one pinch of dust, and a warrant that should state them both a disgrace to the male species! Only, one's more loathed by me than the other one is; if you catch my drift. But, no, there's only a one in a million chance that that'd happen to any girl. Sadly, I'm that one in a million.

"You're friend—"

"Oh no, he's not my friend, really," I chuckled and she cocked her head to the side.

"Long story..." I mumbled and she started again.

"You're friend, that guy who saved me, I'm grateful but I can't let you pay the sixty thousand. I was wrong to be so selfish and want what I...um... You've already given me a place to stay..."

"Ah but it's no problem, Alexander' probably already paying it back as we speak; as I said before, it's really no big deal," I tutted and gave her a genuine smile. "I'm Audrina. Audrina Crest, nineteen years old; my family owns the Crest hotels; my great-great-great-great grandfather's legacy, and I'm currently rebelling against my mother. At your service."

She extended her hand to clasp mine and she smiled, showing her perfect white teeth, her eyes laughing.

"Yes, with the way, uh, Alexander, is it? The way he kept cussing your name, I'm pretty sure it's stuck in my head now. I'm Holly. Holly Winchester, twenty-one years old," she gave a shy smile and my eyes widened.

"Twenty-one?! Gosh, you look so much younger and still beautiful!" I admired her for looking full of youth—though she was pale—but I smiled along as we shook hands and began walking back. Well that sure was easy. Except, there's one thing I forgot.

"Oh and his real name's not Alexander. It's, Sir ImmaDick."

That got her laughing and truly, with her presence, I started feeling like the last couple of insane quarrels with Alexander were nothing more than petty words exchanged between two people who couldn't care less about one or the other. Just how I liked it.

♠ Alexander ♠

"Mother, I know, yes, I took out sixty thousand—it was to help a friend!" I sighed into the receiver, trying to get it into my mother's thick head that I didn't just waste sixty thousand on some other shit. She keeps track of how I spend, unfortunately. Even though I'm a 'rich boy' doesn't mean I'm loaded in the bank. Sadly, my mother's image of me is mama's boy and so three quarters of what should be in my separate account, lies idle in hers. She believes she's the queen of saving money and yet she's using my three quarters to purchase stupid, useless—to us—things like...shovels!—to do gardening. How smart of her. Note sarcasm. Especially when she knows that we hire our gardeners, instead of doing the job ourselves. She's a crazy demon of a woman, any one will tell you. (Probably only Audrina and I.) No sarcasm there.

"Spend money for the economy" is her motto. See how bigoted that is? Where's the part that says: 'spend money wisely for the economy and take care of the environment' or some shit. Of course we can spend since we have the money but what if you buy things for the sake of keeping the economy revolving; think about how useless things are, and then you have to fucking deal with the environment and rubbish! We'll all pay for it one day when global warming blows up in our faces. My mother has already pitched in her part for the downfall of humanity.

Second time I've spoken with my mother since we got here and it was not in the least bit fun; hardly better than the first time. Plus, it was getting me no where. My horrible excuse for a mother was convinced why the hell should I spend sixty thousand on a 'friend' when she could use it to buy something 'useful'; useful to look at for one minuscule millisecond then to be thrown out. And I state again; using my money to purchase stupid things!

"Alexander, my darling, did I not teach you the ways of spending wisely," she said through the phone and I rolled my eyes looking at Felix who was having a fun time counting up sixty thousand in front of me; the bastard was mocking me! (No, we didn't use check because I'm pretty sure guys like them want cash out.)

"Look, mother..." I trailed off try to stall; instead of thinking politely I wanted to come out with, 'the only one who 'spends' wisely is dad. He's got all the movie producing to do and he can't really buy anything because you are in control of his money half of the time!' But I'm too good a liar, so what I had to say was the next best thing;

"...I just wanted to buy Audrina something- " —oh, yeah, buy that monster a $60 000 necklace?!— " -Yeah, when I said 'friend' I was just too embarrassed to admit that Audrina and I are...getting along much, much better and maybe I just want to maker her happy," I fake smiled in my voice and Felix snickered in the background.

"Oh, I knew you'd two would—how do you people say? Get it on! Lovely, dear! Maybe we'll send you back earlier!" She applauded my big, fat, white lie.

"No need to rush," I forced a laugh and waited for her to hang up. JUST HANG UP ALREADY!

"Okay give your regards to Felix for me! Oh! And tell him I've found a young girl from one of my friends who's very suitable for the young handsome Felix," she sing-sang; this time it was my turn to laugh.

Pressing the exit button, still at my ear as I hung up the phone, quickly conjuring up a devilish thought, I deliberately looked straight at Felix who was curious as to why I had a huge smile on my face.

"No need for that, mother. Felix is GAY!"

♠ Audrina ♠

Everything's fine and dandy, oh I wish it were so. Alexander and Felix went to pay the sixty thousand dollar debt and I successfully brought the girl back to our home. She wasn't as talkative as she was when we were walked back—possibly because she's under the uncomfortable interrogation of Felix and Alexander; Good cop Bad cop wanabees. And she's decided, for the time being, to bottle up her secret until she gets comfortable. All fine by me, honestly. Except...when I said interrogation, it's more like, Felix and Alexander's time to scrutinize the girl, Holly, since they noticed how pretty she was. Yeah, she is, but as if let her know they're motives by watching her every move just a tad bit too close, and even pathetically attempting to be subtle. You want to be freaking subtle? GET OUT OF HER FACE!

The things found out about Holly: her name—Holly Winchester. Her age—twenty-one; Felix and Alexander were very surprised to but didn't express it since they didn't have to—their bizarre facial expression did so for them. The thing we didn't know was what her purpose was. Although, her name and age, we thought, 'yeah that's good enough to let a complete stranger live with us.'

Maybe I would've been happy they focused attention to her, though she hardly spoke to them, they didn't bother me; I totally wasn't glaring like an ugly ass freak at Alexander whenever's his eyes trailed her body; and I was fine... Fine until Alexander confronted me soon after, and let me tell you; not the most fun I've had with him but it was...funny. Surprisingly different, right? And shocking!

"You were so jealous; you should've seen your face! You looked like you actually cared how I was looking at her! Look at you blushing, aw!" Alexander laughed in my face and I blushed furiously. Inflame tomato red and you've got my face.

"Hah! As if I care! Well, I don't care! And for your bloody information, mate, the way you looked at her was as creepy as a lecherous man, you lecherous man! I'm not and I was not jealous! And! I'm not blushing!" I shrieked in irritation for the way his teasing wasn't anything playful in my mind. The latter was so unconvincing; Alexander should've just put a sign on my head reading, 'can't convince people for crap' and be done with it. Plus I was very well aware of the heat flashing across my face.

"Hey, no need to have a cow! Of course you're not blushing... 'I'm Audrina, and I think I can take on the world but truth is, I'm totally jealous that Alexander's a Sex God," he mocked me in a high pitch voice. I did not speak like that!

"Oh yeah? I'm Alexander and I think every one wants to fuck me, but I don't know jack shit, 'cause my penis is the size of—oh wait, I don't have one! But in saying I'm a sex god, I sure do have half the world STD's!" I stuck out my tongue after imitating his voice which in my head sounded like a guy going through puberty; high, croaky and just plain fucked up. His jaw dropped; partly because of how positively long it was—to the point where I was just a blabbering idiot.

"You really want to see the whole package, babe, just ask!" He laughed and I almost cracked up.

"No thanks, did you forget what I said about you and your STD's?" I smirked and his jaw clenched tight. I stuck my chest out confidently, only to be the joke of what Alexander had to say next.

"Well, 'I'm Audrina and I've actually got a brain that can't process argument. I can stick out my chest and make anyone listen 'cause I have huge boobs. It's all about me, me, me; I am so egotistical!'" Alexander shot at my face and my jaw dropped yet again.

"I—I am not like that!" I gasped, incredulously. I DO NOT have huge breasts either! I mean, sure I was one of the first girls to ever need a bra in grade five, but, come on!

"Are too!" He laughed, his body tense before, now relaxing as we started to crack up. I guess we were just so pathetic it was humorous.

"Am not!" I squealed, almost cracking up.

"Are too!"

"AM, NOT!"

"ARE, TOO!"

"I AM SO BLOODY NOT! YOU'RE SO INURIATING!" I retorted loudly in his face, my eyes staring dead straight into his; I probably spat on him somewhere mid-way between our harmless squabble, or it was sweat that drenched his hair at the tips. My chest rapidly going up and down as I exhaled and inhaled sharply. Up close, I could smell hisintoxicating cologne and a whiff of itmade me want to ravish him made me want to puke. Here I was, I was not supposed to be having a good time with this impossible fool.

"Of course you're not," he coughed, looking down my top and looking away shyly for one fleeting second.

"You—!" I couldn't finish my sentence as Alexander pressed his lips against mine; hard. My eyes were wide and my arms were glued to my side in stiff shock. But I had no time to respond and he pulled away slightly and whispered against my lips,

"Hey? Just shut up."

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