“Okay, are you hungry?”
“No.”
“You should eat anyway,” she pressed. “How about a grilled cheese sandwich? Did you like the one from yesterday?”
No. “Yeah.”
“Fine. We’re here,” she said, and I glanced at the fake kitchen set, with the lights and cameras surrounding it.
“Noah on set,” someone announced.
Giving her my Game Boy, I walked over to the table, and no one really talked to me; they were all just like Kat. They thought that they knew what was right all the time and they asked my opinion only to ignore me. Maybe they thought I was too dumb to understand what they wanted. They all just smiled and gave me a thumbs up, so I did the same as they put a bowl of cereal in front of me.
“Amelia on set!”
“Hi, everybody!” she said, smiling brightly, her face no longer red as she waved at everyone and then skipped to her place behind the fake door.
“Okay everyone, places.” The director waved his hand to get everyone’s attention. “Noah?”
“Ready,” I said, sitting up.
“Amelia?”
“Ready!”
“Action!”
Picking up the spoon, I took one bite before she burst through the door.
“Hold it right there, mister!” she shouted, pointing at me.
“What?” I answered with a mouth full of cereal.
Her mouth made a straight line, and her nose bunched up as she put her hands on her hips and stomped right up to my face. As I leaned way back, she leaned forward more and more as I chewed slowly.
“That’s my cereal,” she said, sticking her tongue out at me as she grabbed m
y cereal and made a run for it.
“Hey!” I jumped off the chair and chased her around the kitchen table. “Give it back, pig face.”
“I don’t have a pig face, butt brain!” she yelled from behind a chair.
“You do too!”
“Do not!”
“Do too!”
“Hey! What is going on here?”
We both turned around to face our ‘mom’ as she glared at down at us.
“She stole my cereal,” I said, pointing at her.
“He took the last of it, and I called it yesterday,” she pouted. “It’s the most delicious cereal ever!”
“Yeah, that’s why it’s mine!” I said, pointing to myself.