Perfection Doesn't Exist (Under Editing)

Chapter 25

The rest of the night we skated and laughed. I fell more than Justin did. Well, correction, he never fell once. I was the one falling straight on my butt constantly, knowing I'd soon end up with a bruise there. I wasn't feeling so hot because before the guy from the entrance left, he kept seeing me fall straight on my ass. I saw him laughing a little, so I focused my attention on Justin again.

He laughed a little too as he helped me up. As the night went on, he helped me get the hang of it. He shared how he had family in Canada and brought back the subject of when he played a little ice hockey when he was up there. I was curious to know more, but I knew he was a little shaky when it came to talking about family.

We stopped skating once Justin noticed I kept shivering. In my defense I was wearing shorts. He returned the skates and we went to McDonald's to get dinner. Justin wanted to take me to the Cheesecake Factory but I insisted to get McDonald's since I didn't want him to spend a lot of money on me.

Getting two McChicken's, two Big Mac's, and two chocolate dipped ice creams to go, we ate in the car on the way home. Justin was a bit messier due to him driving with one hand and eating his ice cream on the other. I had to help clean up his shirt since his ice cream started to melt.

We got home and changed into our pj's. I asked if he would stay in my room until I fell asleep. I wanted to know I was safe before I fell asleep. He didn't mind so he sat by my feet and made sure I was okay. I smiled at him and closed my eyes, feeling myself drift asleep.

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At the moment, Justin and I have been playing this zombie killing game in his game room. Yes, he has his own game room and its bigger than mine. He told me he bought the game cause at a certain level you get to kill zombie clowns and he hates clowns.

I found it funny he hated clowns. I mean I find them a bit creepy but not enough to be scared of them. Sharks are what I really hate. But I don't let that keep me from surfing.

"Come on Len! Run to the roof. I'll use myself as bait and shoot the zombies around me." He told me, being super concentrated on the game.

I listened and had my player run to the roof. I ran into some zombies and a couple bit me causing to loose some health but I killed them before they killed me. My player got on the roof and his went out into the open and shot some bullets causing the zombies to run to him.

I shot them and one zombie was a beater zombie, meaning he was a huge zombie who beats you 'til you die. Justin's player almost died but I shot the beater zombie like crazy, killing him. I helped kill the rest of the zombies and Justin's player ran to the girls bathroom getting the health pack.

My hungry self started craving food. So I paused the game and turned to Justin.

"Do you want any snacks? I'm going to get some cause I'm really hungry."

"Always hungry." He laughed. "Just a bowl of goldfish and I'll get the beer. Want one?"

"Sure."

He went to get the beer, which probably was in a different cooler and I went to get the snacks.

I looked through the cabinets and found the goldfish along with some hot cheetos and sour patch kids. I went to the fridge and got some strawberries and a yogurt for me. I took a cup from the cupboard and filled it with some water.

As if Justin read my mind, he came walked in.

"Can you help bring these snacks to the game room?"

"What's the magic word?"