(7 years ago...)
A delivery van was approaching the yellow house on Lerome Pl. The driver of the vehicle opened the door, and stepped out with a white bag.
The man then walked to the door of the house and pushed down the doorbell.
"Jack!" called his sister. "Did you order out?"
"It was not me!" Jack responded. He then rushed downstairs to the front door.
"Are you sure young man," the delivery man questioned as he handed Jack the bag filled with food.
"It not me." Jack protested. His uncle began to scowl at his nephew.
"Are you sure you didn't order Jack?" his uncle questioned as he took a look at the receipt. "It says your name on the recept."
"What?" Jack snatched the note from his uncle's hand and took a look at the order.
From: Justin Saintigo
To: Jack DePool
1 Lerome Pl, Teaneck NJ 07666
(7 years later...)
"I thought it was Justin who ordered the food." explained Jack. Osaid started looking down at his drink, feeling guilty.
"Yeah I remember..." He said as he took a sip of his margarita.
"And then I told you I was going to talk to you after Ms. Laqui class..." Jack said.
(7 years ago...)
After Algebra II was over, Jack grabbed Osaid's arm and dragged him out of the classroom.
"Osaid," said Jack. "Someone order food to my house."
"Yeah. Is it you?" asked Jack.
"No," said Osaid trying hard not to laugh.
"It said Justin name on the order." Jack explained as he took out his phone. He then showed it to Osaid. "See?"
"So it's probably him," said Osaid as he tried not to smile.
During English class, Jack couldn't help but hold his anger in. His parents were scared of the delivery last night.After class was over, Jack walked over to Justin, who was on his phone.
"WHY YOU ORDER TO MY HOUSE?" he asked angrily.
'"Jack, what are you even talking about?" he replied moodily. "I didn't even do anything? Don't you have anything better to do?"
"DON'T LIE TO ME JUSTIN," yelled Jack. Almost everyone in the hallway was looking at the two."I don't even know what you're talking about dumbass," Justin muttered as he walked away to his next class.
"HEY DONT CALL ME THAT!" Jack shouted as Justin ran off.
(7 years later...)
"And I talk to Ms Green about it," said Jack after taking the last sip of his drink. "Then it stopped. But 3 month later..."
"What happened?" questioned Osaid. Jack rolled his eyes. Osaid still wanted to know how the situation went down.
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5 Years Later...
Non-FictionWhile he is at a bar in Paterson, Jack meets an old friend of his in line. A friend he hasn't seen since high school....
