The Lives Of Abigail Rose Stump and Jakayla Ann Wentz

Chapter 7: Cars and Lies

•Jakayla's POV•
I can't believe it!!! I'm sitting in a car with two of my favorite celebs!!! I'm totally fangirling!!!!!!!
"Hello? Hello? Jakayla? Hey? You okay?" Patrick waves his hand in my face.
"This is real life?" I ask.
"Yes... Why wouldn't it be?" Pete asks.
"Jakayla? Are you okay?"
"Yeah. Just trying to not faint or scream... I don't want to make you guys think I am insane or something. I can't believe this is real. Patrick, did you really adopt Abigail? Or is there something more to the story? Abby and I always joked that she was your daughter or sister because she looks so much like you. That's not odd. Is it?..." I rant.
"You're correct. I didn't adopt Abigail. She is my sister."
"Ahhhhhhhh! We were right!!!!" I shout/scream.
"Ready?" Pete asks as we pull into Patrick's driveway in Chicago.
"WHY WOULDN'T I BE?!?" I shout as I jump out of the car. The front door opens as someone asks, "Pattycakes? That you?"
"Yes. Hi Elisa. I'm home now," Patrick announces as he walks into the entryway.
A woman around Patrick's age comes into the entryway. She has dark brown hair, brown eyes, and red rimmed glasses like mine.
"Patrick! It's so good to see you again. How was your trip to the city?"
"Good. Elisa, this is Pete's sister, Jakayla. Jakayla, this is my wife, Elisa."
Elisa sticks her hand out to shake mine. I shake her hand and say, "It is nice to meet you, Mrs. Stump."
"Oh, sweetie. Please, call me Elisa. Abigail! Come downstairs, please!" Elisa yells up the stairs.
"Coming, Elisa!" My best friend yells back. God, how I have missed her. My best friend bounds down stairs barely skidding to a stop in front of Pete and Patrick, me hiding behind them. "You needed something?" She asks as she scrunches her face in confusion. Pete and Patrick take a step in opposite directions to reveal me behind them.
"Heeeeyyy, Aabyyy!" I elongate the vowels like we used to.