My dad heads for the house. “Your funds have been allocated and should be in your bedroom. If you plan on booking any outside venues, you must make sure everyone is accounted for, yourself. And remember, use your money wisely.”
And with that he leaves us all sitting on the couch, gobsmacked.
Dinner is tense as fuck with all the emotion in the air, and despite my dad cooking something, no one seems to be very hungry, given the present circumstances. The stress can be felt in the air like a living entity.
I take a seat next to Jacob, under the gazebo.
Chris and his family are on the other side of the deck while Mom and Dad opted to eat inside, and I don’t know where the hell Garrett and George went. Nor do I care. The further away that asshole is the better.
“So…” I say. “Any ideas for this event thing my dad is insisting we do?”
Jacob shrugs. “We need a theme.”
“A theme?” I raise an eyebrow.
Jacob nods. “Yeah, you know, something we can plan the food and activities around.”
I chew my burger in contemplation. “Okay, so like… a beach party or something?”
Jacob glares at me. “Are you serious right now?”
“What? We’re at the beach, my dad wants a party—”
Jacob puts his burger down. “Aaron, seriously. Think about this. This party has to be entertaining. It has to be something those other guys won’t do. It has to be epic.”
“Gee, thanks for the reminder,” I drawl.
“How about a movie night?” I ask. “I could whip out the projector.”
Jacob twists his lips. “Okay. I don’t hate the idea of a movie night, but what movie?”
A grin splits my face. “Only the best summer movie in existence,” I say.
He blinks, seemingly clueless.
“Dun dun…” I lower my voice. “Dun dun…”
He looks at me as if I’ve grown two heads as I hum one of the most notable themes in history.
“Jaws,” I say, deadpan.
“What the hell are you talking about, Jaws?”
I blink in disbelief. “What do you mean what am I talking about? Jaws! Like the most famous shark movie ever made!”
Jacob blinks again. “Ummm… do you mean Deep Blue Sea?”
It’s my turn to blink at him in disbelief. “Deep Blue Sea?”
“Yeah, you know, with Samuel L. Jackson…” he says.
I take a bite of my burger.“You wouldn’t even have Deep Blue Sea if we didn’t have Jaws first. Nothing beats the original.”
Jacob smirks at me. “Okay, how about a double feature? We can show one in the afternoon for lunch and one for dinner.”
I nod. “Okay, but Jaws is the headliner.”
Jacob laughs. “Okay, whatever you say.”
