68 Days And Counting

Chapter Fifty One: What's A Peter? I Don't Know What That Is.

Christian's eyes went down at Sam's words and he nodded. "Yeah." He mumbled.

"Good," Sam got off the stairs and walked down the other hallway. "Follow me."

Christian and Sam disappeared when another person who had been hiding came out of the living room and walked towards us. Greg let out a dramatic breath. "Wow. Sam got in dad mode."

"Dad mode?" Phillip asked.

"Yeah, you know? When he starts sounding like dad when we do something wrong. Usually it's Toby but now it's more Sam than anything. Remember last year, when you broke one of Joey's fencing trophies by throwing a ball and it shattered."

Phillip sucked in air through his teeth. "That was scary."

"Ya think? And we thought Joey would get mad but it was Sam that was even scarier?"

"Yeah."

Greg reached into his pocket, taking out a strip of gum before unwrapping it and plopping it into his mouth. He turned to Justin."What did you need Emma for then?"

"Advice on how to deal with the girl in general."

"Justin." I said.

"Don't look at me. I told him to cut that girl off for months now and he didn't listen." Justin retreated to the living room.

Phillip looked up at me. "Does this much drama happen in high school cause if it does I don't wanna go?"

"You're gonna have to get there someday bud."

Phillip let out a heavy sigh. "Stupid school."

"You only say that 'cause of Amanda, your girlfriend." Greg teased and Phillip was already chasing after his brother.

I stood in the corridor, nodding to myself. Cahills. No matter how dysfunctional, you have to love them.  

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"Hey Sydney," I said to her and she gave me a small smile, her eyes flickering around nervously. I knew she had met my dad and Justin before but it was probably the unknown environment that made her look around like that. "This is Emma, Justin's girlfriend. She's visiting from America."

Sydney gave Emma a small smile in acknowledgement. Emma and Justin continued their conversation as they went to the table. I tapped my fingers against my side when our eyes caught to where our parents were laughing at something. "It's kind of weird, isn't it?"

Sydney let out a breath. "Okay, good it's not just me who is thinking about this."

I laughed. "I've been thinking about this for a while."

"Same," Sydney said, her posture becoming more relaxed. "Lucas has been trying to calm me down for days."

"How long have you guys been together now?"

"Since November so about seven months now."

"You've been dating Lucas 'the bookworm' Cahill for seven months." Damn.

Sydney smiled. "Yeah, he's a lot more open when his head isn't stuck inside a book or painting or drawing." Her dark eyes glanced down to my leg before she looked up at me. "Do you mind me asking what happened?"

I licked my lips. She even noticed despite the absence of crutches. The moving with just the brace was getting better day by day but the soccer thing was still going to be held back for months.

In a sense I related to Sam since he had to go to therapy certain times a week. He hated therapy and I hated physiotherapy.

"I tore my ACL and MCL in April. Soccer game."