I began to cook and hum. Sassy was back to her happy self, which made me happy. My grandparents were getting a tongue lashing my style if they upset her again. Sassy didn’t deserve their attitudes. Hell, WE didn’t deserve it.
I had nothing to do with their politics and games. They had no right to use me as a pawn for being born. I didn’t have a choice in that. They needed to get over their plans because I wasn’t playing anymore. I liked where my life was going for once, and they weren’t going to take that from me.
My mood drastically improved while I cooked chocolate pancakes. When Keaton joined me, I was instantly ready for sexy time. We clearly had that effect on each other. Keaton literally never needed recovery time, my man was always ready to go. It had to be painful to walk around so ready all the time. How did he get anything done?
We did eventually eat the pancakes. They weren’t as good as Lux’s. I wondered what his secret ingredient was. Maybe one day my big brother will get the chance to tell me. I had to hold onto hope that I’d find him.
Considering I’d found a random relative of ours with his name. How many of those could there be? How many would Caspian set up more to see if I’d contact them? Caspian was really smart so I had literally no way of knowing. DRAT!
Keaton and I couldn’t get enough of each other the rest of the weekend. Eventually, my boyfriend needed to go get clothes. I pouted which nearly had him staying, but he did need clothes for school. When he left, I called Immy.
My friend answered, “You’ve surfaced from your sex claiming dungeon.” I snorted, “Claiming?” Immy stammered, “Uhhh well….” I interrupted, “It works, I guess. I was calling to say, we’ve got to ditch those guys guarding us more often.”
Immy started cackling, “I LOVE YOU!” I snorted, “Come on, you have to know how to ditch them at any given moment.” Immy said, “Of course I do. We can’t use my normal methods. Which means we will have to get creative. We’ll have to time our next one to perfection. There’s going to be a big meeting Keaton goes to. We’ll do it when he’s supposed to come back.”
I laughed, “That sounds good to me.” Immy sounded quite serious when she said, “I need to go have a come to Jesus with someone. I’ll chat later.” I laughed and hung up the phone. I admitted, “I feel a little bad for whoever was getting at talking to.”
I walked into my spare room and pulled up my computer. I had so many emails causing me to sigh as I scanned through them. I was happy to see none were from my grandpa. I’m guessing that means no one would give him my email.
Before I could click and reply on any email, a video call popped up. I accepted the call. Trit sighed in relief, “Thank god! Where have you been?” I made a face answering, “All over the place really. What’s wrong?” Trit snorted, “We’ve all been worried.” I frowned, “Why?”
Trit sighed, “Grandpa. Dad said the conversation between you two didn’t go well.” I shrugged, “Yeah, I’m stunned grandpa and grandma didn’t work out.” Trit winced, “Serenity said you heard Lily talking.” I asked, “You don’t call her grandma?”
Trit laughed, “We actually never met her, the woman’s quite literally nothing to me.” I asked, “So, is it the worst kept secret of all time that Lily wasn’t dead? Grandpa seemed to think everyone believed that.” Trit snorted, “He might be in denial. Caspian had suspicions, but he was filled in when he became King. Then he filled us in. We honestly thought that was case before anyone confirmed it.”
I rolled my eyes, “You’ve known Alon was a liar your whole life then.” Trit sighed, “He was a good grandpa to us.” I grumbled, “Except that he’s a liar.” Trit winced, “Attina says you shouldn’t trust him.” I asked, “Who is Attina?”
Trit smiled, “My song person.” I nodded, “Not trusting Alon does seem to be the consensus. Among a lot of people. Don’t worry, I don’t. I think Alon’s a jerk, and he’s more upset I overheard him. Which means I won’t trust him.” Trit made a face.
Someone knocked on my door. I told him, “I’ve got to go, I’ll talk to you later.” Trit nodded and signed off. I touched the screen, “I miss you, Trit. All of you really.” I locked my computer and answered my door.
I groaned, “I’ve got to start looking through the keyhole before I open the door.” Lisa hissed, “How DARE you!” I frowned, “How dare I what?” Lisa stepped closer to me, “Act like you know anything! You’re a naïve, silly little girl who…”
I interrupted, “You’re only a year and change older than I am but ok.” Lisa hissed, “DON’T interrupt me! You’re such a slut and a bitch!” I laughed, “I’m not cheating on my boyfriend. He’s the only one I’m sleeping with so you’re wrong. Which really isn’t that shocking. Am I bitch? Well, gosh I can be. Currently the one with that title would be you.”
Lisa raised her hand like she was going to attempt to slap me, but I wouldn’t let that happen again. A growl erupted and in a flash her hand was caught. Keaton demanded, “GET OUT OF HERE, LISA! Don’t come near my girlfriend ever again!”
Lisa cried, “Keaton.” Sassy hissed and suddenly I had Lisa’s hand that was about to wipe her snot on Keaton again. I reiterated my earlier message from the school parking lot, “Get some tissues for your purse, and stop treating my boyfriend like he is your personal handkerchief. It’s gross and unsanitary.”
Lisa glared at me. Gosh darn it, I wished she’d go away. Then it hit me. I knew how to make my boyfriend’s ex go away. I began to hum the tune Caspian told me about again. Fear flashed on Lisa’s face and she ran away.
Keaton teased, “Can you teach me that song? It’s handy considering my ex appears to be afraid of it.” I shrugged, “Sure, it’s pretty easy.” Keaton asked, “Where did you learn it?” I smiled, “My brother.” Keaton considered that, “You should ask him why.”
I frowned, “I don’t know that the explanation would make sense. It’s probably some mob thing.” Except that would more than likely make sense to him, since he was totally in the mob too. Keaton laughed, “I’m curious what your brother would say.” I nodded, “I could ask.” If I remembered.
We walked back inside. Keaton said, “I hear you bought a dress.” I blushed, “Immy said we could go together if you didn’t…” My boyfriend growled, “Mine!” I laughed, “Are you asking me?” Keaton smiled, “Odette, I’m going to ask you to prom in a very over the top way.”
I joked, “Are you going to post it note my car? I’ve seen that done a lot.” Keaton smirked, “Nope.” I asked, “Get me a pepperoni pizza that spells prom?” Keaton laughed, “Not that either.” I clapped, “Ping pong balls in my locker.”
Keaton asked, “Jesus, why would anyone do that? I feel like that would annoy the potential prom date more than anything else.” I shrugged, “It worked when I saw it. She was a ping pong champion.” Keaton laughed, “Well, I’m not doing anything to your locker or your car. It would have to be my truck since I drive you to school.”
I blushed knowing my man had a point. I asked, “Are you getting me a prom cookie?” Keaton asked, “What is a prom cookie?” I gasped, “The giant cookie with prom and a question mark written on it! How can you not know that? It’s a prom staple!”
Keaton asked, “Is it really?” I answered, “Literally every school I’ve been at someone is asked with a prom cookie. Ohhh one of the schools I went to, one girl’s boyfriend filled her room with balloons and serenaded her.”
Keaton smirked, “I can’t sing.” I gasped teasing, “I’m sorry. There’s something you can’t do? Well, I never. I have to reconsider our entire relationship now. You’re basically perfect at everything. Not being able to sing is just something you should’ve disclosed before now.” My boyfriend yanked me into a kiss.
I pulled back, “You make a compelling argument. Hmmm, after careful consideration you not being able to sing is no big deal.” Keaton smiled broadly at me. I waved, “Seriously though, sing a tune for me. I bet you’re not bad. You’re probably just being humble.”