“The pizza should be here any minute,” I said hanging up the phone.
“Where are your parents?” Chauncey asked.
“Work then they’re going on a date or something,”
“Home alone!” he yelled beating his chest.
I laughed. “So, cave man, what do you want to do?”
“Pretty girl go get music and dance with Chauncey,” he said in a cave man voice.
I laughed and got my ipod. I put it in the dock and choose a random song.
Chauncey took my hands and helped me on the sofa. We jumped up and down and sang along.
“Pizza’s here,” Chauncey said as the door bell rang.
He got out his wallet and walked over to the door.
I turned down the music and cleared off the coffee table.
I picked up Chauncey’s phone and put it on the sofa.
It buzzed and I looked at it.
One new message…
I put it down as he walked into the room.
“Oh yeah, Pizza time yeah!”
“Shut up!” I said taking the pizza.
Chauncey laughed. He knew I hated Jersey Shore.
It’s a waist of money.
I opened the pizza box and took the biggest slice.
“Yummy!” I said taking a huge bite.
“I’ll get the beer!”
“Woo hoo!” I said as Chauncey walked to the fridge.
He handed me a can and I handed him a slice of pizza.
I turned up the music and we dance and eat pizza for a good two hours.
We did a little karaoke.
By eleven o’clock we were a little buzzed.
We deiced to clean up and go to my room.
I brought the pizza and he brought the beer.
I turned on the music and we danced around in my room singing along to the words.
I took off my pants and threw it at his head as he texted whoever.
He glared at me and took off his shirt and threw it at me.
I took of mine and threw it back at him and he took off his pants and threw them at me.
We soon had a clothes war which turned into wrestling.
Chauncey pinned me to the floor and we laughed.
I bit my lip and gazed into his eyes.
He smiled at me and lend in.
“Tag you’re it!” he yelled getting up.
I shot up and ran after him.
Moments later we fell on my bed.
“Hand me a beer” I said.
Chauncey took a slip of it then handed it to me.
“Thanks,” I said taking a slip.
“Now what?” he asked.
“We get drunk,” I muttered.
He laughed and took the beer from me.
“Chug!” I yelled.
“Here,” he said handing me a new beer and opening himself one. “Ready?”
“Yup,”
“Go!” he said. We both chugged and I won.
“Cheater,”
“Whatever!” I said taking his shirt.
“It looks good on you,”
“Thanks,” I said laying down.
“Want to watch a movie?” he asked getting on top on me.
“Sure,” I smiled.
Chauncey smiled. “A scary one!”
“A funny one!”
“Both!” we said together.
“You owe me a soda!” I said.
“Damn it,” he muttered.
I laughed and he joined me.
We looked at each other and slowly lend in.
