Convenient Coincident

Chapter 7

We both flip over our cards looking down at what we have to act out.

Break-up meltdown

I read my card smiling on the inside. This is gonna be fun!!!

Nate didn't seem to think the same thing though since he just frowned at his card. His cheeks a slight pink.

Aww he's blushing!!!

"Can I get a new one?" He asks his voice pleading.

Well, when he put it that way.... No.

"Nah, that's against the rules. " I say in a duh tone. "It cant be that bad." I try to reasure, but he gives me a blank stare.

He hands me the card and I read over it bursting out with laughter.

Pregnancy Emergency

"Oh my gosh, that's hysterical." I say while wiping the tears from laughing too hard. He glares at me, reaching for a new card, but I slap his hand giving him a disapproving look.

"No new cards. You play the game, you play by the rules. No new card." I say again, just to make sure.

He huffs a breath through his nose and rolls his eyes, but obliges anyways.

I got up and went to my closet pulling out my 'secret stach'

"WHOA, that's a lot of gummy bears...." Nate says in bewilderment.

I merely shrug. The gummy bears were all color coordinated in separate baggies. He reaches for my green gummies bears, but I nearly jumped on him to make him stop.

"DO. NOT. TOUCH. THE. GREEN. GUMMIES." I say slowly, my eyes squinted. To say the least, he looked terrified. "They are mine, and I NEVER share them."

"U-Uh okay...." He stuttered slightly, getting the pineapple ones instead.

Good, I don't like the pineapple ones.

"Sooo.... back to the game...." He said slowly. We picked out a random number.

Noah.... eh he's a douche I feel no guilt.

The phone rang 3 times until he finally picked up.

"I don't know who this is, so what do you want?" He answered sounding slightly aggravated like he was in the middle of doing something.

So much for 'hey how are you?' greetings.

"WELL I WANNA KNOW WHY YOU BROKE UP WITH ME FOR THAT UGLY SKANK OF A GIRLFRIEND!!!!" I exclaimed into the phone, startling him.

"Err... sorry I think-" He couldn't finish his sentence because he was cut off from Nate's agonizing screaming.

"Oh my gosh, help, please help. Oh my gosh I feel the baby coming, ughhhhh help, it hurts so much." Nate said in a gruff voice.

"Oh my gosh do you need me to call the em-" Noah tried to say his voice wavering from worried to freaked out. But he was cut off again by me.

"You'll be needing an emergency room once I'm finished with you, cheating on me with Jessica, ughhh why can't you be the trustworthy guy I met before. the one that actually cared the one that I thought I loved." I say making my voice crack slightly and sob.

"Look, I think you have the wrong nu-"

"Ughhh, It hurts sooo bad. Please help, I feel like I'm constipated and it won't come out." once Nate said that I wanted to burst out laughing, but kept my composure.

"If you need me to, I'll call the emergen-" before he could finish his sentence I hung up.

Me and Nate both burst out laughing rolling around the ground, clutching our sides. 

We finally calmed down and now just laying on the ground our shoulders touching.

"That was actually more fun than I thought." Nate said turning his head to look at me.

"Can't knock it till you try it." I say with a small laugh also turning my head.

His eyes up close are really pretty. At first glance they're a deep green, but up close you could see light brown threaded through the green. It looked kinda like shattered glass.

He broke eye contact first looking back up at the blank ceiling nudging my shoulder a little and chuckling.

I smiled and looked back up at the ceiling too. We just hung around doing a couple of more prank calls.

Around 6:00 we were called for dinner.

We descended the stairs and into the dining room where Persie and Lisa were already seated with Landon and Tina at their sides.

My mom brought out our dinner.

Lasagna. Yum...

I quickly grabbed my portion first which was a huge quarter of the Lasagna, also putting on my plate, mashed potatoes, macaroni and cheese, and also a little salad, cuz you know, gotta watch my figure.

Nate raised one eyebrow at me and my plate then smiled and shook his head, grabbing only half of what I got.

Haha. Chump.

I was filling my mom on the new '411' at school when Nate's leg nudged mine. I turned my head and felt something slimy slide down my cheek.

Oh he's dead.

Nate was laughing at my now mashed potatoed cheek, and so was everyone else at the table.

I didn't like that so much so I flung a little macaroni at Nate but he dodged and it hit Persie straight between the eyes. I couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This started our food battle.

I grabbed the rim of Nate's pants and poured my cup of lemonade down. His response was doing a dance that was between the pee pee dance and thriller.

He grabbed his unfinished lasagna and smashed it on my head.

Lisa was bringing the babies into a safer room while Persie was hiding behind the door occasionally throwing little globs of mashed potatoes at both me and Nate.

I was full on wrestling with Nate on the ground, and both of us were laughing.

My parents were having their own battle rolling around the dining room like spies throwing food at each other.

We all stopped fighting when we heard a loud raspy voice screamed at us to stop.

We all look up to find a small wrinkly woman with stark white hair in the doorway. More specifically, my grandmother.

Uh-Oh.