The House-Guest pt. 4

Back at Jennifer Calaways house, Phil was sat at the computer. He was putting songs onto iTunes while Jenny was at work. He had to take advantage of his alone time! Suddenly the ‘you’ve got mail’ box popped up. It was probably for Jenny, but he still couldn’t resist taking a peek at it.

“Hi Jennifer, my name’s Scott, but most people call me Scotty.
I live in the same neighbourhood as you, but we’ve never actually met. I just moved here about 2 months ago, and I never got around to meet you when you moved out. Being a sport star does have a few disadvantages!
Anyway I was wondering if you’d like to come over some time so that we can get properly introduced. I live in the 3rd Condo in the Condo district.
From Scotty Kenta”
Phil glared at the message. His sister had never met Scott Kenta, but he had. He knew what Scott was like. But he dismissed it. His sister was a smart individual and he knew that. He remarked the message as unread.
He got went up to the mirror and pondered for a second. He was debating whether to change his hairstyle. He was thinking about having a little mohawk, but he would think later.

He got out his mobile phone and dialled his girlfriends’ number.

Elizabeth was sat down on the sofa watching the ‘SBN’. She was trying to relax. She was so uptight at the moment. When the phone rang she nearly screamed.
“Calm down,” she told herself.
She looked at the caller identity, which read ‘Phil Calaway’. She didn’t pick it up, she was too afraid. It went onto answer-phone.
“Hi Lizzie! It’s Phil!” she heard his voice say laughing.

“I haven’t seen you around lately and you haven’t called. Is everything ok? Maybe we could go out for dinner when you get this message. Call me back when you can.”
He made kissy noises on the end of the phone and hung up. She covered her face with her hands. Lying and avoiding Phil was killing her. But if she told him… he was only 20 and she was only 18. IT would be the end of the relationship she loved so much. They were too young to have a child. She would just have to think of something.

At the Calaways, Phil was playing his guitar along to the music. He liked to sing along as well; although he would admit himself that he couldn’t sing to save his life. He wanted to form a band. That was his lifelong dream. To be a rock star.
“But rock-stars don’t live with their sisters,” he thought to himself.
He had just a few days ago got a job as a record store clerk. He had thought to himself, all rockers start somewhere small.“OK SimCity, are you ready to rock!?” he shouted. “Running out! Our time is running out!” he sang to no-one in particular.

“Woah woah woah woah!” said a voice from the door. “What did I say about playing too loud?”Phil turned around to see his sister stood at the door looking both shocked and angry simultaneously.

“I’m not playing to loud,” Phil snorted. “What do you think I’m gonna play super-quiet. That’s not practice!”
“No I don’t expect you to play super-quiet but … are you on my computer?”
Her eyes locked onto the computer which was running.
“I’m just playing music on it,” he said sheepishly.
“I don’t want you using up all my hard-drive for your songs Phil!” she yelled at him. “If you want to store songs on a computer, then buy laptop. Not that you could afford it. You’re already stiffing me on rent.”
Phil stared at his feet, ashamed.

“Look, I just got a job; soon I’ll have the money to pay this rent plus something extra to make up for it,” he said quietly.
He picked up his guitar and took it back into his small bedroom. Just before he locked the door, he shouted something.
“You have an email by the way!”
Jenny raised her eyebrows, and sat down on the seat, intrigued. She read the message from Scott, and smiled.
“That’s nice of him, introducing himself,” she thought.
She replied to him, “Hi, it’s Jenny Calaway.
Thank-you for the email. I’ll see if I can drop by tomorrow since it’s my day off.
Sincerely, Jenny.”
She lay down on the sofa, smiling. At least she seemed to have made a friend.


The next day, Phil got up early. He snuck into the shower, ate, and got dressed for work. He was on his way out when Jenny opened the door and walked out. She narrowed her eyes as she saw what Phil was wearing.

“Why on Earth are you wearing that?” she queried.
“Oh,” said Phil, blushing slightly. “It’s for a fancy dress thing we’re doing at work today. I’m going as Jeff Hardy, you know - the professional wrestler?”
“Well first off no, I don’t know Jeff Hardy. And second, how did you manage to afford this get-up when you couldn’t pay me rent?”
“I made it,” said Phil confidently.
Jenny burst out laughing.
“You can’t sew to save your life!”
Did I say I made it? I mean I borrowed it,” said Phil.
He was slowly loosing his confidence.

“Who did you borrow it from?” asked Jenny.
“I, I…OK I didn’t borrow it I bought it,” he confessed. “I bought it a few days ago and I couldn’t pay the rent because of it. It’s just that if I show the people at work that I’m cool and I can have a laugh as well as working hard, I might get promoted! And that is the absolute truth, I promise.”
Jenny glared at him.
“That’s the most stupid thing I’ve ever heard. But knowing you...”
“Trust me,” interrupted Phil. “Trust me this will work. I am your brother, trust me!”
“I will I will!” shouted Jennifer.
Phil jumped into the air a little and hugged Jenny.

“Thank you thank you thank you!” he cheered.
He proceeded to run out the door when Jenny said “Hold up.”
He turned around.
“What time do you finish work?” she asked. “Because it’s my day off and I’m going to meet a friend today.”
“Gee, I wonder who that is,” Phil thought to himself.
“I get back at 1 o’clock,” he said.
“Okay well I’m leaving at about midday so here you have the keys,”

She handed him the house-keys before going back to her bedroom.
“Well I got a promotion to get, so see ya sis and be careful,” said Phil, heading out the door.
Jenny turned her head.
“What would I need to be careful about?” she asked.
“Oh,” said Phil. He didn’t want her to know he had read her email. “Just, you know. Busy roads and cars and stuff… bye!” he ran out the door and got into the awaiting car pool.