Sorry, I Don't Believe In Love

Chapter 2

Chapter 1

"Casey! Dinner's ready!" Amy (Greg's wife) yelled from the kitchen. I scrambled from the bed and headed towards the door. I was soo hungry.

"Coming!" I shouted back, walking down the stairs. Amy, was a brunette and she was extremely nice and motherly. She was in her late 30's and she was obviously, Noah's mom. I twisted the knob and opened the door. It made a sqeeky noise as I opened it. 

On the table, Noah sat on the right side, texting on his Blackberry and Greg sat at the end, reading the paper. Amy was putting food on the plates. She looked up and smiled.

"Hi dear, your food is right here" She said, handing me a plate with spaghetti and salad on it.

"Thank you" I replied, walking over to sit on the left side of the table. Amy grabbed Greg's plate and put it in front of him. Then she picked up another for Noah. She grabbed one for herself and sat down on the other end of the table. She noticed Noah was still texting and glared at the Blackberry.

"Noah, put that thing down and eat please" She ordered and Noah groaned. He put down his Blackberry and started eating his spaghetti.

Everybody ate in silence. Until.

"Hey, Mom, Dad you know how yous are going to Katherine's house for a couple of hours? Yeah, well I texted all of the boys to come around while yous are gone..." He trailed off, munching on his lettuce.

"Did you now? Well, what about Casey? What is she going to do for the rest of the night?" Amy bombarded him with questions. He swalled his lettuce and grimaced at the taste. Yay, someone who hates lettuce too.

"She can stay with us" He shrugged. Amy sighed and shook her head. I heard her mummble something in the lines of 'unbelieveable', 'unfair' and 'no girls'.

"Casey would you be fine with this?" Greg asked, looking over at me. Soon everybodies eyes were one me. Noah gave me a pleading look, mouthing 'say yes' while nodding his head. I let out a deep sigh.

"Ar...sure?" I shrugged and Noah sighed in relief. He sank back in his chair and closed his eyes.

"Alright as long as you think its okay" Amy nodded.  Then I pursed my lips.

"Actually..." I reconisdered. I could feel Noah get tense. He leaned forward, his eye brows furrowing. "Nah, yeah its fine" I smiled. Noah glared at me. Hehehehe, his reaction was funny. Greg and Amy chuckled. 

I finished my spaghetti and my salad. I stood up and walked to the sink. I placed it in it and walked to the living room. I slumped on the couch and looked around for the remote. Luckily, they have Austar. I found the remote and changed the channel to 108 (Fox 8). Thankgoodness Family Guy was on.

A while later, Noah joined me. He sat on the other couch and layed down. We didn't talk at all, we just watched the show and laughed. Amy and Greg walked into the living room.

"Okay guys, behave, and when I say 'behave' I'm talking to you, Noah" Amy pointed out. Noah rolled his eyes.  I turned around and nodded.

"See ya's later" I waved. They waved back and walked out the door. I saw their head lights flash and they drove off. As soon as they left, Noah stood up and walked to the kitchen. In a flash he came back with a bottel.

"What's that for?" I asked, point at the bottel. Noah smirked and tpped it.

"This is for, spin the bottel" He said, moving the couch out for more space on the floor. I laughed.