Pound, pound, pound! “Mac?” Pound, pound, pound!! “Mac Attack?”
I pried my eyes open and groaned at the sound of someone knocking at my door. My clock read 8:18 AM which made me groan louder about this idiot at my door. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and threw back the covers.
“Mac-intosh?” Pound, pound, pound!!! “Please don’t tell me that you’ve been kidnapped or else Mom will kill me for being a bad brother.” Of course, it was my brother. This was right up his alley – wake me up at the crack of dawn by pounding on my door and calling my name in between knocks.
I peered at him through the peep hole of my door and waited for him to start pounding on the door again. As he knocked, I yanked the door open, making him temporarily lose his balance and stumble forward into my room. His hand caught the corner of my desk and he used it to steady himself.
“Good morning Bryce, nice entrance you made there,” Devon yawned from her bed.
Bryce made a mock bow and he thanked her. “Sorry to wake you Devon but I came to bug my sister,” he said.
“I don’t get an apology for being woken up on a Wednesday morning?” I demanded.
Bryce turned to me and wrapped me a bear hug. He rumpled my hair for an added effect and said, “Nope, cause you’re my baby sister. And besides, Mom said you didn’t have class until later.”
“At noon Genius,” I darkly replied. At that moment, my computer screen flickered from its sleep mode and flashed that I had a new message. I stepped towards my computer to see it was an e-mail from my professor who taught my Wednesday class. She had come down with the flu and was having trouble keeping fluids down, which meant that she was going to be out for a while. Bryce read my e-mail over my shoulder and I winced when I saw his smile in the reflected in the computer screen.
“Wonderful! We can hang out all day,” he said as he clapped an arm around my shoulders.
Bryce took a seat in my desk chair and pointed to my dresser. “So let’s get dressed and out the door. Chop, chop! So much to do, not enough time in the world to do it.”
“So aside from forcing me to get up early and dressed in a flash, where are you taking me?” I asked as we drove down the street in his car.
“Well naturally I’m taking my sis to get breakfast and we’re going to see a movie, anything but that stupid vampire one,” he said.
“It’s good,” he said as he put on his directional for a street parking spot that was opening up. “I’m past all of the busy work and starting to get into the fun stuff.” He watched as the car currently in the spot turned the wheel, pulled forward, and zipped out into the street. “Crazy son of…” he murmured as he parked the car.
Bryce took a sip of his coffee and sighed with a smile on his face. He drummed his fingers on the table and looked around the cafe space curiously.
“So uh Mac Attack? I’ve got some good news and some bad news,” he began as he looked back at me. “You know how I said I’m finally starting to do the fun stuff? Well the fun stuff involves me traveling abroad for a month or so to Seoul to represent the company. But on the bright side, you won’t have me around to magically knock on your door to sweep you away for coffee and a movie for a while.”
I nearly choked on a sip of my juice.
Bryce stared at me with a straightforward expression as he said, “Don’t die on me. Mom wouldn’t like that. She’s already not thrilled that one of her little babies is going further from the nest than she’d like.”
“But that’s great news! The traveling I mean, not you being gone for so long,” I replied. “Congratulations Bry.”
“Thanks Mac Attack,” he said. “It’s nice to know that you don’t completely hate me for being a brother.”
Our breakfast plates arrived and Bryce picked up his fork and knife and began digging in. I ate slower than he did and he gulped down sips of coffee in between the bites. At one point, he put down his fork and knife and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
“By the way, I thought we talked about how you and comedy don’t mix,” he began. “And yes, I’m still on Facebook sis. Don’t worry though – Mom doesn’t know about your performance yet.”
“Good, keep it that way,” I replied. “Jesse made me go up and talk. I only went to the event because he made me listen to a performance about sex. Then he made me get up and do something. I was mad so I-“
“Went on a rant? Yeah I know,” he replied. He rubbed his hand under his chin thoughtfully and looked over at me. “So what happened with those two unfortunate victims who suffered your wrath?”
“Both ignored me for a while,” I replied. “Emma forgave me just recently and Jesse’s still ignoring me.”
“Sorry I couldn’t have visited sooner,” he said. “I’ve known about this for a while since it popped on my news feed with your name tagged to it. But as I said earlier, its been nuts.”
“Thanks for being concerned but I’m all right.”
“Really Mac? Find that really hard to believe right now,” he said.
I looked down at my plate and he reached across the table to touch my hand.
“Mac, Mom said something about this Jesse-guy being your friend right?”
“Yeah, where’s this going?”
“I’m just saying, he might not want to admit he was wrong. See, most of the guys I know just don’t like being told that they were wrong and it takes time for us to accept that,” he said. “Don’t give up on him yet Mac. I think because you did call him out by name and attacked something he thought he was great at, he’s just giving you the cold shoulder longer.”
I looked up from my plate and thanked my brother with a smile. He grinned as he rumpled my hair and murmured, “Now that’s the Mac Attack I know. So what movie do you want to see. And it better not be that vampires one or that serial killer one. The serial killer one earned a stinker rating from what I heard.”
I laughed and threw up hands up in the air. “I don’t know what’s out but whatever sounds decent to sit through, I guess.”