Chapter 22: Gas Money Needed

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Shawn Pov:

Gotta say, today was full of turning events: Charles actually, willing, and deciding to stick to his plans on going out with his children, the water fight, and now seeing Trey talk to everyone so casually like everyone didn't want him to dead.

"Ay man, say! Why don't we take a picture? We can hang one on the wall here."

"With what?"

"So the diner got this print out camera where they take a photo of you, and keep them on the walls. I think it's neat."

"I got a couple of them already up there."

"You think they'll give me one take home?"

Everybody talking all at once about the picture. We teens just wait for them to figure out what they want to do. It seems like they keep getting side tracked from what they were planning to do. 

"Shawn, can I get another milkshake?" I look down at Megan leaning on my side staring up at me with puppy eyes. She's tryna sucker me into saying yes, and it worked.

"Don't fall for it." Deon whisper violently at me even though we all can hear him.

"Shawn, can I get another one too, por favor?" Monica asks me too in the same tone but with less of the puppy eyes.

"Yeah, me too." How fast the word 'no' almost came out of my mouth when Coiya asked me was immaculate. I see in the corner of my eye, Megan encouraging them to ask.

"Fine."

"Tryna steal my woman." Deon wrapped his arm around Coiya pulling her against him.

"I was actually going to tell her no, but I could always change my mi-" I shrug at him waiting for him to continue to complain. 

"Just get her a damn milkshake." Deon throws his arms up, forfeiting. He mumbles under his breathe about me not wanting to get a milkshake for his mean ass girlfriend. Even though I didn't want to, I did catch a peek at Megan, and if it made her laugh then of course I'll get Coiya her fucking milkshake.

I signal the waitress over and they give her their order. Michelle added herself on the list too. They're taking advantage of me, and my wallet. 

"I want a chocolate shake with lot of whip cream with sprinkles and a cherry. Oh! Shawny, can I get some fries too? I'm hungry all over again." Before I can give her an answer, she goes ahead and get a large basket of fries. I blink down at everything waitress is writing.

"And I'll get a chocolate shake." Deon orders nonchalant. All eyes at the table face him, and he just gives a mean look.

"What? I wanted another too."

The waitress writes down our orders with a smile on her face, and walks behind the counter top to make our milkshakes. Megan giggles to my side as I turn to stare at the small girl besides me, completely flabbergasted then at the young boy mumbling under his breath. 

"Sorry, but you took too long to answer. I'm feeding for two." She rubs her stomach. I just shake my head because it'd be wrong to even go back and forth with a pregnant girl. Deon just hold his hand up and says the same thing.

"Aight now, Nessa, you ain't too old for a ass whoopin." Their voices becoming more aware in my surroundings.

"Boy, shut up." 

"We goin to take this polaroid or not? I think I got the itis." Then a loud burp follows.

By the time, we get our second rounds, they still won't be ready for the picture. The girls got their new milkshakes, and the waitress left to go get Mich's fries. It was ridiculous that we were still waiting for them to finish talking to take this picture.

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