I'm in Love with a Jackass

Chapter 10- Dreams

Author's Note: Hope everyone is enjoying the story! I'll be putting up the next Q&A soon.

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That night, after my long, exciting, emotional day with the Jackass crew, they all knew my weird, awkward, secret. I actually felt so relieved and happy that I had spit it out already. My uncle and the guys had just engulfed me in a big group hug, and now we were sitting around the living room, everyone was taking turns brushing their teeth and putting on their pajamas in the bathroom.

Chris had just gone into the bathroom; Bam, Ryan, Steve-O, and Dave were already dressed in their pajamas.

I sighed and looked at my uncle, who was searching for his pajamas in his duffel bag.

"Is there something wrong?" Ryan asked and sat next to me, giving me a reassuring smile.

"Well, I was just gunna ask," I shifted my gaze to everyone around the room, Bam and Dave were on the carpeted floor of the living room, watching the videos that Dave had taken on the digital camera, "do you guys think I'm a freak? For being held back by like four or five years in school?!" I sounded desperate for an answer.

Dave and Bam looked up from their video and stared at me like I was a crazy-ass for asking such a weird question. I felt like slapping myself!

Okay, well that was the wrong question to ask...

"No, you're not weird..." Ryan said.

"Just a little different," Dave added, "but we're all glad that you told us..."

I smiled at him and he grinned back, that's when Bam saw me and started to smile. They turned back around and continued to watch the videos; I could see their cheeks high, probably still smiling. I laughed and felt something poke me from the side. Steve-O handed me a thumbtack and motioned for me to throw it at either Bam or Dave.

I simpered evily and threw the thumbtack at Bam.

"Aww fuck!" he howled in pain and clawed at his neck.

I high fived Steve-O and Bam looked at me, his eyes were piercing my skin. I blushed a bright red and tried to sound as innocent as possible, "That wasn't me! That was Ryan!" I pointed over to Ryan, who was now trying to defend himself, "What?! No! I just saw her do it!"

I couldn't stifle a giggle as Bam threw the tack at me. The tack lightly hit me in the arm and landed on my lap.

A lightbulb lit up above my head.

"Steve-O, where did you get this tack?" I asked.

"I found some stuck under the kitchen island table..." his voice trailed off as I raced to the kitchen and found a few more thumbtacks that were under the kitchen table.

I pulled out at least 20 thumbtacks, not even wondering how they got there or why.

"Katie, what are you-" my uncle followed me to the bathroom door where I heard Chris taking a shower. I scattered the tacks all over the carpeted floor, making sure they were facing up.

A wide devilish grin covered my uncle Johnny's face as I stood and put a finger to my lips and went to the living room.

"Psst! Hey guys! Where's the camera?" I asked in a hushed tone.

Dave tossed me the camera and I sat around the corner of the bathroom, waiting and watching, the camera filming.

"He totally deserves this..." I mumbled and felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and saw my uncle Johnny standing behind me, a proud look on his face; I could tell he was trying to keep in a laugh, his cheeks puffed up and red.