Chapter 5: Envy

Colt's POV (Point of View)

"But Mom!" I protested.
"No, buts!" Mom said and looked at Rocky, Tum Tum, and I. She had the look off disappointment and worry.
After we ate our pizzas Ayla's mother had offered us a ride home in a cab. The cab driver heard about how we kicked the three robber's butts and agreed to put our bikes in the trunk. When we got home Mom had heard on the television. We didn't notice the reporter making her report outside of the pizza parlor. Mom had been frightened for us. We weren't allowed to practice ninja anymore, atleast not in public. Although she was glad we had saved Ayla's life she was still upset that we were also the ones to put her life in jeopardy.
I was about to protest again when Rocky pulled me away by my arm. Him and Tum Tum were already advancing up the stairs towards our bedroom.
"She can't do this!" I persisted and Rocky shook his head. "Not now Colt."
We entered our bedroom and I climbed onto my top bunk, not even bothering to use the trampoline I always loved to use to leap onto my bed. Tum Tum headed for his video games.
Rocky, being the stuck-up person he is, went to ignoring Tum Tum and I. Instead he listened to his iPod. I didn't know what kind of music it was, but it was probably the kind with orchestra's and stuff. Classical. I rolled my eyes and looked at the ceiling. Tum Tum seemed so into his video game.
"Die! Die!" He yelled as he jumped on the Goomba mushrooms as he played Super Mario Bros. I chuckled and rolled over too look at Rocky.
"You don't really like her Rock, do you?" I asked quietly. Rocky must've heard me, he looked up at me and narrowed his eyes.
"Why?" He asked. "I thought we had this..." He looked in the direction of our little brother. "Discussion earlier."
I rolled my eyes. Why is he being so difficult! I know he does! I thought bitterly and sighed with annoyance. "Well, do you?"
Rocky shrugged. "I don't know. We barely know her, remember?" He shot at me and I was surprised. He was absolutely right. We didn't know anything about Ayla!
I rolled over onto my side, facing the wall. "Well that's going to change by tomorrow," I muttered quietly. I was right. Tomorrow was Monday. The first day of school for the week. I sighed, wondering if it would be a long week, then I remembered Ayla. Her soft brown eyes and her warming smile. I clenched my eyes. No, Colt! I told myself. You don't like her. Not at all. She's just a girl. ....A girl who is beautiful and very friendly.

"Wake up, Colt!" I felt myself being shaken.
"What?" I grumbled and shifted onto my side. I opened my eyes to see Tum Tum looking up at my with innocent brown eyes. "School!" He said.
I sighed and swung my feet off of my bed. I hadn't meant to fall asleep but it had been a long day. "What time is it?" I asked as I rubbed my tired eyes. I had woken up at five in the morning everyday for a week at Grandpa's, why was it hard now?
"Six forty-five," Rocky said as he entered the room. He was already dressed and his shaggy brown hair seemed oddly perfect today. Trying to impress a certain girl?
I leaped off the bed and searched through my drawer. I soon pulled out a white t-shirt, the words 'Sarcastic but Real' printed in black on the front. Tum Tum had gotten it for me for my birthday. I also grabbed a pair of dark blue jeans and a pair of Nike shoes. As soon as I had my clothes I disappeared into the bathroom and came out five minutes later. Fully clothed and my teeth flossed and brushed.
"Can I have some too?" I heard Tum Tum ask someone. I made my way downstairs and found Rocky sitting at the table, reading a book and Tum Tum begging my mom for another egg. She gave in and placed the egg on his plate. He scarfed it down in a matter of seconds. "Ready?" I asked Rocky and he nodded. Tum Tum hopped off the stool and grabbed his bag.
"You're lunches are all in your bags," my mother said and handed Rocky and myself ours. "Let's go!" I grinned and we ran outside, getting our bikes and riding to school. As soon as we were just about to turn the corner we heard a familiar voice. "Wait!" It said.
We turned around and saw Ayla riding her bike towards us, her purse swinging awkwardly as she rode. Her binder on her handlebars. She was attempting to balance it. "Thanks," Ayla smiled, shooting one of us her prize winning smile.
"No problem!" Tum Tum smiled. "Are you really going to balance you're binder on the handlebars though?" He asked.
Ayla looked at him. "I guess," She laughed.
"I can put it in my backpack," Rocky and I said together and looked at each other.
"Sure," Ayla smiled. "Thanks!" She got off her bike. Rocky hopped off of his before mine and zipped open the backpack. Ayla gratefully placed it in and hopped back on her bike.
"Ready?" I said sharply while Rocky got on his bike. Ayla nodded, finding nothing wrong and Tum Tum started for the road once again.
Rocky and Ayla advanced and I biked near the end, feeling a little envy as Ayla and Rocky began to talk.