As we were standing in the driveway, I was almost run over by a mountain bike going at full speed before sliding to a stop under the carport. A skinny young man about the same height as myself dismounted the bike removed his helmet and called out “what are you all doing standing in the driveway, don’t you know there is a major storm heading this way. Mush mush inside everyone., now.” The young guy ran to the front door unlocked it and went inside. Cody says, “well that’s Jet, and he’s right we should all get inside before the next downpour”. I grabbed my satchel bag and Cody grabbed my backpack while Keith grabbed his bag and Cody’s tool bag. The three of us ran inside.
Cody showed me the layout of the house. We had entered through the front door which opened onto a lounge room with a large screen TV on the side wall with what looked like every form of game console and clear boxes of games. The house had an open floor plan were the lounge and kitchen open onto each other, separated by a bench at bar height which had a row of bar stools sitting against it. Off to the right-hand side was the master bedroom which belonged to Cody and had an ensuite. The room next to it was Jet’s bedroom which was a standard double. There was a corridor that led to a full bathroom, a laundry that led outside, and to a third bedroom that appeared to have been added on at a later stage as a rumpus room that Keith and his girlfriend were currently sharing. For a house with 3 young men living in it the house was exceptionally clean and tidy.
“Hay sis you might want to get out of those wet cloths before you get sick. Why don’t you go use the shower in my room and I will unpack your things and put whatever’s wet through the drier for you” suggested Cody. “Thanks, I could do with a hot shower” I reply as I take the towel that Keith throws to me and follow Cody into his room. Cody grabs some old track suit pants and a t-shirt from his cupboard and hands them to me. I take the clothes and towel and take a nice long shower. When I finished, I tried on the cloths, but they were way to big for me I looked like a little kid playing dress-ups. Oh well. I take the cloths back off and wrap myself up in the bath sheet as that’s how big the towel was. I walked back into Cody’s bedroom and he looks at me confessed “what’s wrong with my clothes?” he asks. “They are way too big for me bro. You forget that you are a giant? Are any of my cloths dry?” I ask of him. He laughs “I’m not a giant your just short. There were some cloths that didn’t get wet I left them on the bed and the others should be dry in another 10 minutes or so”. Cody walks into the ensuite and calls out “my turn.” The next thing I know his bedroom door opens and a pretty female with shiny straight black hair and pale skin walks in as she sees me her smile vanishes, she stubbles and looks around turning to the ensuite where Cody could be heard moving around. She starts sucking on air as tears fail down her face and she turns on her heel and flees.
“Um Cody you need to get out here NOW, bro, a pretty thing just walked in here and turned and ran out in tears.” I yell to my brother. “What?” he replies as he sticks his head out. I repeat myself. “Did she look like snow white with shoulder length hair” he asked looking worried. “I guess” I reply. “OH, that’s my girlfriend. I wonder why she’s upset?” Cody says confused. Are men really this stupid “Cody she just saw a half-naked woman in your bedroom with you in your bathroom what do you think she is thinking” I question him. “But! She knows that you’re here I sent her a text saying that my little sis was here” he says sounding more confused. I look at the photos that he has on his dresser and side table all of the photos of me are from when I was a baby or a little girl. “Does she know how old I am?” I say as I point to the photos of myself in the room. He looks at them confused and then realization hits him. “Oh no! no, no, no” he mumbles. “Yeah, you i***t you better run and find her” I say exasperated with how slow he is. Cody runs from the room. I hear him yelling to his house mates then the front door slamming shut and a car revving up.
I get dressed and walk out into the lounge room. Jet is sitting on the couch playing a game on the TV with the volume up quite loud. Keith is in the kitchen preparing food. A rather pregnant woman comes out of the back room. She yells at me “WHO ARE YOU? YOU b***h. HOW DARE YOU. If you think you can just have s*x with Cody in my house under my roof you are greatly mistaken.” What now I groan. Is this woman serious. She moves towards me with hatred in her eyes and started to swing a punch which I easily dodge and withdraw out of her reach because there is no way I am getting into a fist fight with a pregnant woman. “Hold on there lady I didn’t have s*x with Cody cause gross he’s my brother you screaming banshee. And pregnant or not you try to punch me again and I will hit you back” I yell back at the crazy b***h. Keith stops what he was doing and comes around the counter and places himself between us. “Liar you can’t fool me, Cassy has already told me everything” she screeched at me. “Hold on sweetie she is telling you the truth. This is Cody’s baby sister Leizi, Leizi this is Astra my girlfriend. I don’t know what Cassy told you, but Cody hasn’t done anything with anybody and the only other female in this house is Leizi. Cassy got something wrong. I promise it’s all a misunderstanding” pleads Keith. Jet had paused his game to watch the fun. “Burn Astra burn. When are you going to learn to mind your own business?” Jet calls out before sticking his tongue out at her and giving me a wink and returning to his game.
How did a seemingly nice guy like Keith end up with a crazy banshee like her. I get the feeling that even without the misunderstanding this woman and I would not get along. Sometimes you can tell a lot about someone in a glance, and you can tell from the start that you are never going to be friends. Meanwhile Jet is like a little brother, he is all skin a bone with a shaved head and a checky grin with a single dimple on his left cheek. There is something about him that makes me feel safe. I look at this Astra she is maybe 2 inches taller than me, with dyed blonde wavy hair mid-way down her back, dark brown eyes, and an oval face with way too much make-up for someone who was at home.