Behind the Curious Mind of Ferris Bloom - Chapter Five
Oh God, please let this moment pass. I cannot stand Prune!
Chapter Five
Kitty
"She should be here by now. Where is she?"
"Relax," Ferris mumbles as he stuffs some popcorn in his mouth, "You said you hate the girl, right? So don't worry about it. It's better than having her bug you."
I stop pacing, and mumble, "Yeah, I know, I know. You're right. I should just take the time to relax while she's not here."
"Okay." Ferris keeps eating.
"Quit it, you pig! Save some for us!" Linzee snaps at her brother, "I spent some of my allowance on that!"
Ferris shrugs, obviously not giving a damn about what she's saying.
"Gosh, seriously, where is she?" I ask impatiently, pacing again.
"KIT-EE!"
I freeze.
Ferris stops eating.
Linzee stares at me.
"Kit-ee! Kit-ee!" That voice. It must be...
"Prune!" I say with exaggerated fake-joy, pasting on a stiff smile, "How's my... favorite cousin?"
Prune wraps her skinny arms around my waist and smiles, revealing a set of braces and pieces of green stuff stuck in between her teeth.
I turn away and wince, then smile at her again. "So, uh, where's Aunt Melvie?"
"Oh, she dropped me off here," Prune giggles, "Cuz she says that I'm a big pain in the a-"
"Little girls like you shouldn't be cussing at such an early age." Ferris says behind me.
Prune pulls away from me and runs up to Ferris. She finger-brushes her messy, black hair as she flutters her poo-brown eyes at him. "And who are youuu?" She asks.
"Ferris," he says with a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips, "You're Raisin, right?"
"Um, Prune," my cousin corrects, her face flushing.
"Right." Ferris chokes a laugh.
"And I am the fantabulous Linzee," Linzee butts in with a graceful flip of her hair, "Unfortunately, I'm the dodo's brother."
"Who's the dodo?" Prune asks stupidly.
"Him, of course." Linzee says, pointing at Ferris with an eye-roll.
"He's no dodo! He is hawwwt!" Prune giggles. She leans in and wraps her arms around Ferris' waist, like she did to me.
Ferris stares at me as he awkwardly pats Prune's back. "Um, yeah, can you please stop hugging me? I'm kinda allergic to twelve year old's."
"Sorry," Prune snorts as she pulls away. "Let's go watch Oink! Let's go! COME ON!" She's pulling at Ferris' sleeve, completely ignoring Linzee and I.
Linzee shoots me an annoyed look. I shrug and sigh.
I do not like the fact that my freakshow of a cousin is flirting with my best friend.
Kitty
"She should be here by now. Where is she?"
"Relax," Ferris mumbles as he stuffs some popcorn in his mouth, "You said you hate the girl, right? So don't worry about it. It's better than having her bug you."
I stop pacing, and mumble, "Yeah, I know, I know. You're right. I should just take the time to relax while she's not here."
"Okay." Ferris keeps eating.
"Quit it, you pig! Save some for us!" Linzee snaps at her brother, "I spent some of my allowance on that!"
Ferris shrugs, obviously not giving a damn about what she's saying.
"Gosh, seriously, where is she?" I ask impatiently, pacing again.
"KIT-EE!"
I freeze.
Ferris stops eating.
Linzee stares at me.
"Kit-ee! Kit-ee!" That voice. It must be...
"Prune!" I say with exaggerated fake-joy, pasting on a stiff smile, "How's my... favorite cousin?"
Prune wraps her skinny arms around my waist and smiles, revealing a set of braces and pieces of green stuff stuck in between her teeth.
I turn away and wince, then smile at her again. "So, uh, where's Aunt Melvie?"
"Oh, she dropped me off here," Prune giggles, "Cuz she says that I'm a big pain in the a-"
"Little girls like you shouldn't be cussing at such an early age." Ferris says behind me.
Prune pulls away from me and runs up to Ferris. She finger-brushes her messy, black hair as she flutters her poo-brown eyes at him. "And who are youuu?" She asks.
"Ferris," he says with a slight smile tugging at the corners of his lips, "You're Raisin, right?"
"Um, Prune," my cousin corrects, her face flushing.
"Right." Ferris chokes a laugh.
"And I am the fantabulous Linzee," Linzee butts in with a graceful flip of her hair, "Unfortunately, I'm the dodo's brother."
"Who's the dodo?" Prune asks stupidly.
"Him, of course." Linzee says, pointing at Ferris with an eye-roll.
"He's no dodo! He is hawwwt!" Prune giggles. She leans in and wraps her arms around Ferris' waist, like she did to me.
Ferris stares at me as he awkwardly pats Prune's back. "Um, yeah, can you please stop hugging me? I'm kinda allergic to twelve year old's."
"Sorry," Prune snorts as she pulls away. "Let's go watch Oink! Let's go! COME ON!" She's pulling at Ferris' sleeve, completely ignoring Linzee and I.
Linzee shoots me an annoyed look. I shrug and sigh.
I do not like the fact that my freakshow of a cousin is flirting with my best friend.
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