A stuck up step-sister and her friends find out that sometimes it's best to not make fun of the younger children. If you want to use anything please ask first.
BY THE POOL AT A MANSION IN BEVERLY HILLS
Tiffany yawned as she stretched out on her raft drifting in the pool. She was working on her already perfect tan and was about done. Her step dad was out of town, her mom had died several years back in an accident (actually she was drunk off her ass and ran a red light, but with her step-dad's clout they kept it quiet), so she had the run of the mansion.
So of course she had invited over her click of sorority sisters from UCLA where she was a junior and they were enjoying the place. They had partied late Friday, and had gotten up late Saturday. Tonight was another party, and thanks to a federal holiday they also had Monday off so they were planning on a girls night in with popcorn and movies Sunday night.
Tiffany had her best friend Diana from high school over (a tall natural blonde like her), Melody (an athletic brunette), Lisa ( a fiery redheaded girl with a lot of sass and a body to match), and Amber (an Hawaiian/Japanese mix who rocked a bathing suit with her hourglass body and her long black hair). All were juniors like her at UCLA and members of THE sorority on campus and this weekend looked to be the perfect weekend.
Actually Tiffany was most looking forward to Sunday night. She and her friends were all pretty famous and the attention they got was sometimes a bit much. Tiffany and Diana were reality TV stars who had carried over a series about teen life in LA into college. Melody was a surfer and had won several competitions on the Extreme Sports circuit. Lisa was a pseudo punk rocker who had put out 2 albums and had won several Grammies. Amber was a rising actress who had been lead role in several big hits over the last two years.
All in all, they were all ready to have a great weekend and nothing could ruin it.
Except Joey.
Joey, or Joe as he preferred but which no one ever called by, was her step brother and her stepdad's only child. He was a high school senior, very smart, but an absolute nerd. Thick glasses, poor fashion taste, awkward around girls, no athletic ability at all, collected comics, you name it, he was the poster child. She rode him every chance she had, which was not often as her stepdad loved him and as much as she hated to admit it he was freaken smart.
He was already accepted to MIT, full ride scholarship for a double major in Physics and Mechanical Engineering, had already graduated high school and was only going to kill time until the fall. His nerdom had actually paid off in the literal sense in that he had actually made over $100,000 when he had sold some rare comics. He then invested it on his own and tripled it in a month. He had used the money to buy a tripped out SUV with all the gadgets and it had put her car to shame.
She and her friends constantly gave him grief and sniped at him in petty ways. She had humiliated him a couple of times on her show in high school, but had to cut it out when the producers had told her that her bullying would get the show cancelled and it was making her look really bad. But she still went after him when she could.
But daddy wasn't in town this weekend, and she had let him know he had better NOT be around during this weekend and he had meekly said he had to leave later that night and would let her know when he was leaving. He had made some comment about finally getting a collectible item he had been searching for and he was meeting someone at a convention today to get it. Once he had it and had done a couple of tests on it he would be out of her hair.
"Heads up, geek inbound!" Lisa said in a poor stage whisper and the other girls all snickered except for Melody. She merely rolled her eyes and rolled over on her beach towel. She had been a younger child and she sometimes didn't like how they all teased Joey.
Joey ignored the taunt and walked up near the edge of the pool, being careful to not allow any of them behind him (he had long ago learned that was an easy way for a dunk in the pool regardless of what he was wearing). He looked down at Tiffany with a smirk. Tiffany growled internally, that look usually meant he had done something really smart and was about to rub her face in it.
"Hey, I got my item, I'm heading up to my room to do the tests and then I'll be done and gone. Give me about an hour or so. And I got you something too. Stop on by and I'll show you, it's really rare and quite valuable. I think you will enjoy it once you have seen it." Joey said as he glanced around the pool. He was wearing sunglasses so it was hard to figure out where his gaze was but Tiffany was pretty sure the little perv was checking out her friends.
"Fine. If I have time I'll swing by, but don't be waiting around." She said with a frown. Her step brother smirked at her some more and didn't make any comment about her not thanking him for a gift.
He headed into the house and disappeared through the patio door. Tiffany grimaced and rolled over to finish up her tanning.
After a bit Melody sat up and put on a T-shirt over her bikini. Since she was a surfer chick, her tan was already flawless. She yawned and announced "I'm heading indoors for a drink; I'll see you all in a bit."
She stood and went inside. She poured herself some fruit juice and after a moment started looking under the sink for some vodka. She wasn't a heavy drinker, but a little nip before they got ready and headed out sounded like a good idea. She had no luck under the sink and so she headed into the study where there was a large and well stocked liquor cabinet.
She had pulled out a bottle and poured in a bit when the other door opened and Joey walked in.
"Oh. Sorry, didn't expect to see you here. I'll be outta your hair in a second, just forgot my cell phone."
"No problem. I won't try to give you a wedgie or anything." She replied.
"Thanks. I can tell you are a younger child. You're the one out of the group that doesn't go after me when Tiffany decides to get mean. But I get it that you're friends so sometimes you don't have much choice."
"Yeah, well, sometimes life isn't fair."
"Too true. Hey, since you are here I want to show you something. I got it for Tiffany, but I'll show you first. Check this out."
Joey held up a small golden chain that had a golden colored coin attached to it. She looked at it and realized it was plastic with gold paint.
"That cheap piece of crap? You give that to Tiffany and I'll help her give you a wedgie." She replied. For some reason though she couldn't take her eyes off the coin. It just seemed to glint in such a way that it was attracting her eye. Joey smiled and started to swing it back and forth.
"This is a collectable. Back in the 80's in comic books they used to advertise a hypnosis set for five bucks. I collect comics and saw the adverts and I have always wanted one. The idea of being able to control someone's mind was always a fantasy of mine." He said as he swung the coin back and forth.
Melody kept her eyes on the coin. "Really? So this thing is so rare that it's now worth something? Hard to believe." Her eyes followed it back and forth.
"Yes. But you see my fantasy is really more of an obsession. I have done tons of research on it. I actually found out that properly reflected light can short circuit the brain and give someone the ability to take control of that person's higher brain functions. In the most bizarre circumstance I found out that the exact perfect reflector in terms of size and light refraction was one of these cheap pieces of plastic. The paint is no longer made and the chemical formula had been lost. For some weird reason this tone and color of paint is perfect when set on this coin and used like so. But actually finding a set that hasn't been touched? It has taken me 17 months, but today I finally got one. And now I'm using it." Joey said with a big smile as he kept the coin moving.
"Melody, you hear only my voice. You obey only my voice. You cannot take your eyes from the coin and you must listen and obey." Joey said in a somewhat deeper voice.
