If I Could Run

Chapter 23

"Tonight?!" He asked in shock.
"Yes!" I screamed back, "we need to get back in there Mike!" I started at him with big wide eyes. A moment of silence passed before he said,
"Ok." I checked my phone, it was 12:30. We wouldn't go down until around 9 so we had a lot of time to spare.
"Wanna go get something to eat?" He asked.
"Sure where?"
"How bout Freddy's?"
"YES!" I scream. "You drove here right?" I ask innocently.
"Yes.. Why?"
"Race ya to the car!" I yell and take off to the car. He speeds up really quickly and ends up right behind me.
"You know I'm faster than you!" He yells mockingly.
"That's because your not wearing skinny jeans!" I yell back. I run into the parking lot and we finally reach the car. We both touched the car at the same time.
"I let you tie with me" he says opening the door for me. I stuck my tongue out and step in. He closes the door and walks around and gets in his seat. After we buckle before he turned on his car I quickly leaned over and kissed his cheek. He smiled and kissed me back on the lips. He turned on the radio and started driving to Freddy's. "Drive through or eat inside?" He asks as we pull closer. I think for a moment.
"Eat in." I finally say. We park and walk in hand in hand. There wasn't very many people in there at the moment. We ordered fast and got some drinks and chose a booth. Mike leans over and kisses me. Suddenly my phone rings and I practically jump. I forgot I turned the volume all the way up. It was Amelia. Her ringtone was Amelia herself repeating, "I AM YO BESTIE!" I laugh and answer the phone.
"Hel-" I try to speak into the phone.
"Where are you!?" She yells in a happy mood.
"At Freddy's with Mike. Why?"
"Why didn't you invite me?" She yells into the phone. Before I can speak back in she yells,
"I LOVE THERE FRIES!!"
"Well uhh.. Want me to save you some?" I ask.
"Nah one sec." She replies and hang up.
"Ok..." I say awkwardly to Mike. Then we hear the door's bell ring and in comes running Amelia. Mike plants his face into his hand.
"How the heck..did you get here??" I yell standing up to hug my best friend.
"I was just next door at the clothes store." She says acting all innocent as she sets down her phone on the table and goes up to order. Soon our food is called and Amelia's. Amelia was almost always crazy, that's what I loved about her. We ate our food and then ordered some custard. I got a vanilla one because I liked plain vanilla more than anything. After I devoured the creamy cold custard we left and drove home. Amelia ran up to my room and crashed on my bed. I walked in after her ignoring her motionless body on the bed.
"Ugh get off!" I say wanting to lye down too. I hear her mumble words which were, "Its my families bed, I shall not move"  I sighed.
"Then I'm gonna have to sit on you.." I say seriously. She's silent for a moment.
"Ya right." She mumbles still in the bed.
"Ok.." I say stepping closer, "if you insist." I jump onto the bed and she ducks out of the way and onto the floor just before I hit the bed.
"I don't like you." She says sitting up from her fallen position on the floor. I laugh.
"No you love me." I say sticking my tongue out at her. She stands up and sits down on the edge of my bed. Mike starts to walk in but Amelia screams,
"No it's girl time! Get out!" He jumps from her loud voice and runs out the door and closes the door. We both laugh. We talk for a while as I tell her about this morning with Becky.
"Wow.." She says taking it all in, "and your really gonna go back there?" I nod. I look over to the clock. It's 3:00. I wanted to leave and get in there already, I want my dad.
"Still got some time to kill." I say returning my face to her, "watcha wanna do?" She thinks for a moment and responds,
"Food." We go to the kitchen and I raid her pantry and fridge trying to find a good food to eat. I finally find a jar of pickles and a soda.
"Mmmph" I groan. "I can't open the stupid thing." She walks over to my chewing her Doritos and opened a drawer.
"Here," she hands me a knife.
"I'm sorry, what?" I ask in confusion, "how does this help??"
"Try to stab it." She says chewing keeping a strait face, "I don't know."
I chuckle. "I'll just go get your brother." She nods and flops down on her leather couches.
I climb the stairs holding the jar and knock on Mike's door.
"Mike, pickle assistance." I say to his closed door. The door opens. He grabs the jar and opens it easily.
"Wimp" he mumbles sarcastically.
"You don't get any pickles." I say fake storming away. I hear his footsteps follow into the kitchen with me. He gets out bowls for us and I put pickles in them. I look over at Amelia. She's sitting with her back on the seat of the couch and her legs on the back of the couch. Her head is upside down watching tv. The Doritos bag is on her stomach and she continuously eats out of them. I laugh to myself. Even though she's rich and is well mannered around company. She's a real teenager when she's with me and her brother. I come and sit in the same position as her and turn my upside down face to her. I see her eyes glance at me from the corner and she starts laughing. She turns her head to me and we both start laughing. I try to attempt to eat the pickle but the juice drops down onto my nose and forehead.
"Alrighty." I say sitting upright. I stuff the pickle in my mouth. She sits up as well. Mike is sitting on the other couch eating his pickles in silence. He looks up at Amelia and I who are staring at him. He freezes in the middle of a bite. He puts the pickle down.
"What?" He asks nervously.
Amelia's scoots back, pulls out her phone and signals for me to go ahead with my plan. I jump over to his couch and tackle him. When we were little I would always tackle Mike at random times. Once when he was is 3rd grade and I was in 1st grade I ran after him while he was playing soccer and tackled him down. He eventually got used to it and strong enough to just walk around with me on his head trying to pull him down. I guess since we were little we always had a playful spark. When I crashed him down he rolled off the couch to the floor. We laughed histarically like idiots on the floor. We were side by side with our arms wrapped around each other. He stands up and helps me up.
"I should've known you'd do that again while you were over here." He says.
"And I won." I say walking away and up to my room. Amelia presses the button on her phone to stop recording and follows me upstairs.