Jenna (IN EDITING)

Chapter Nineteen

Christine laughed and drank her water bottle empty. Alex sat on the couch and watched live hockey on the television. I just sat there eating nachos right out of the microwave. This felt like Friday night, yet it was only Thursday. That was a day away but it felt so distant.

"Anyone want pizza?" Alex asked us without even taking his eyes off the television.

"I'm down for that," Christine agreed. "I sounded so ghetto my ears burn."

"That really isn't ghetto Christine," I told her. "And yeah, pizza sounds good!"

I loved pizza, my favorite I ever tasted was my great aunt Anna's. She use to sprinkle the cheese so evenly and cut the pepperoni in big slobs instead of thin slices as small as computer paper. Her sauce was the best though, it was a secret sauce she actually brought to the grave with her. They put her recipe book into her cold hands in the casket with her daughter's orders. I laughed at it and Aimee smiled and hugged me. I can never remember what happened to Aimee. I think she's a teacher now.

"I'll order," Alex got up and went into the kitchen.

"So, you going to ask him out?" Christine questioned me as soon as Alex got out of view.

"What? No! He just broke up with his girlfriend of almost two years," I whispered.

"Fine, but do it soon. You may die tomorrow," Christine grinned.

"Who says I even want to be his?" I lied.

"You eyes," Christine told me when Alex walked back into the room. "How long until it comes?"

"Funny story," Alex blushed.

"What did you do Alex?" I nearly screamed.

"I kind of said we'd go pick it up..." Alex rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

"Well what are we going to do?" Christine muttered.

"Go pick it up obviously!" Alex face-palmed.

"We'll sorry we aren't all as smart as you butter nuts," Christine joked.

"Shut up Goody-Two-Shoes," Alex snarled.

"I'll take my goody-two-shoes and shove it up your bum," Christine barked back.

"Guys!" I broke it off.

"Sorry..." Christine apologized. "He just called me goody-toe-shoes!"

"And you called him butter nuts, now let's drive down to that pizza parlor and act like happy, happy best friends we are!" I demanded. They had no say in the argument.

"Fine, I'm driving!" Alex announced.

"Shot gun!" Christine yelled.

"Crap, back seat," I sighed.

We all trampled in the car and of course I was the last out the door. I locked the apartment door and ran to the backseat. Christine and Alex sounded like a perfect couple, to be honest. Maybe it was them who was destined to be, not Alex and I. We drove for a while, I wasn't even sure that Alex knew where the pizza parlor was to tell the truth.

"I think it's over this way," Christine pointed out the window.

"I think it may be," Alex agreed.

"OH MY HOLY COW WATCH OUT ALEX!" And with Christine's scream my worst nightmare became a reality. Another car accident.

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