I never imagined myself living with two girls, but it isn’t as awkward as I thought it would be. In fact, it’s nice. Bua and Peach are very tidy—maybe even tidier than I am. Growing up, Sud tried to keep his things relatively neat because he knew that’s the way I liked my surroundings, but I still had to nag him when things got too messy. We had separate rooms, but we were often together, and he tends to throw his clothes on the floor instead of into the hamper and avoids hanging up the clean ones and just plucks them off the chair as he needs them.
Another nice thing about living with the girls is that Peach sleeps with a blue rabbit her grandmother gave her when she was little. Jess was always cool about Fuzzy, but he wouldn’t have been comfortable with me leaving the bear on my bed.Now, I can do that. Peach is quiet and shy. Her parents live in Bangkok, but she prefers to be on her own. I quickly found out she’s a fan of boys’ love dramas when Bua mentioned I’m going to be in one and Peach screamed so loudly, the neighbors above us stomped on the floor.
“Good one,” Bua said to Peach. “You’re going to get us thrown out of here.”
Peach bounced on the couch, squealing behind her hand, and then, when she calmed down, she made me tell her every little thing that I had seen and done so far at Rainbow TV. When I told her I met P’Tar and P’Payu and was going to be in a series with them, she nearly fainted. Bua had to get her tube ofya domout of her purse and hold it under Peach’s nose.
P’Wisit texted, asking me to go to the movies, so I’m getting ready when Peach wanders into my room and sits on my bed.
“Going on a date?” she asks slyly. She loves to tease me about P’Wisit, as she thinks I’m in love with him and trying to hide it.
“No, just movies with a friend. Should I wear this shirt or this one?” I hold two up, and Peach points to the black one.
“Are you going with P’Wisit?”
I nod.
“Are you going to hold hands during the movie?” Peach asks, picking up Fuzzy from my bed and petting him.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because he’s repressed,” Bua says, walking into the room and flopping down beside Peach.
“Do you mind?” I grouse at them. “I have to get dressed.”
“We won’t look,” Peach says, covering her face with my teddy bear.
Bua covers her own eyes with her hands.
With a sigh, I step out of my basketball shorts and into my jeans, then change my shirt.
“Have you heard from P’Tam?” I ask, just to annoy Bua.
“I’ve talked to her online a few times,” Bua answers from behind her hands.
“And?”
“And I’m still not sure. But…I agreed to go out with her.”
“Okay, you can look,” I say as I fix my hair. I meet Bua’s eyes in the mirror I hung on the back of the closet door.
“And I’m not repressed. But good for you that you’re going out with P’Tam.”
She laughs. “Sure, sure. You’re about to turn nineteen and just had your first kiss. And…thanks. It’s scary.”
“Did P’Wisit kiss you?” Peach asks me.
“No. It was Sud during the audition.”
“Such a hardship,” Bua teases.
“Mmm. Sud’s cute, too,” Peach says.
“You’re boy crazy,” Bua tells her.
My cell phone rings, and when I look at the screen and see that it’s Pah, I shoo Bua and Peach out of my room.