Changing Avery

Chapter Three - Not A Good 'Bye'

‘Okay, so where exactly are we going?’ I asked Parker from my bathroom.

‘Umm I don’t know the specifics but I know we are hitting up the UK, Europe and Australia. Oh and then back here to do our American tour’ he said from where he lay on my bed. Parker had decided to stay behind and ‘Help’ me pack.

‘How am I supposed to pack for 4 different continents in 1 day?’

‘Dude, just pack light’ he said coming into the bathroom ‘we’ll get you whatever from the road’ Looking up at him from where I sat on the floor packing my toiletries, I couldn’t help but laugh. Parker Williams was in my room. That made two famous people to have graced my room today. It was surreal, yet I felt oddly comfortable around him, as if we had been friends for years.

‘How long have we been friends?’ I asked him curiously.

‘You and me? We’ve been best buds for about 2 years, you know that!’ he said looking at me questioningly.

‘Ah I knew that, just checking you did’ I said quickly. Walking back out to my room I pulled my suitcase out from under my bed, only to find that it wasn’t my old purple suitcase I had had for years, but a Louis Vuitton suitcase. Mouth gaping open I could hear Parker laughing behind me.

‘You look shocked! Like as if you’ve never seen this old thing before’ he said patting the leather.

‘This is mine?’ I asked

‘Yes, we got it for you before we went snow skiing last Christmas’ he said ‘what is up with you today?’ he asked.

‘Nothing’ I said ‘Just nervous and excited about the trip’

‘you’re going to love England!’ he said opening up my chest of draws ‘My god! What is this Avery?’

Turning around, I soon realised what he was holding, the very black and very slinky lingerie that Peyton had gotten for me. Reaching out to snatch it from his grasp, he pulled it away and dangled it above our heads. Jumping up to take another swipe at it, he moved to the other side of my bed.

‘Avery Harper Daniels, what is this?’ he asked laughing at me. For a moment I was thrown off guard by the fact he knew my whole name, but then I remembered, oh yeah, we’ve been ‘best buds’ for two years.

‘I demand you make a case for yourself’ he said ‘and then give me a demonstration on how exactly you wear this thing’ he continued, turning his back to me to give the thing a proper once over. Time to strike. Getting onto my bed, I ran across it and then jumped onto his back and tore the thing from his hands.

‘Hey!’ he said laughing and spinning me around. Soon we were both laughing hysterically and falling onto my bed. He then started tickling me and I was a hard one to tickle, but even so, I started laughing so hard my sides hurt.  

After the laughter died down, I turned my head to face him.

‘How do you know where I’m ticklish?’ I asked him. He responded by giving me a weird look.

‘Cause I know you’ he then said triumphantly like it was something to be extremely proud of. ‘Don’t try and change the subject though, what is this, umm, underwear?’ he said grabbing the black material from my hands.    

‘Peyton got it for me for my birthday’ I said

‘Sounds about right, that girl is crazy’ he said laughing to himself.

‘You know Peyton?’ I asked.

‘Seriously, what has gotten into you? Of course I know Peyton! We did kind of date’ he said looking ashamed.