Finding The Truth Is Hard

Finding The Truth Is Hard(6)

Aright here it is, Sorry about all of the mistakes in the last one, but this one sould be better.

Enjoy :)

Kristy's P.O.V.

"Hey, ya wanna come meet up with the guys?" Josh asked me. "They haven't seen ya in a while and so we gotta all get together."

"Aright, whose house?"

I figured it'd be Dylan's 'cause that's where we normally go if it's not here, but I decided I should ask anyway.

"Probably Dylan's, I donno, I gotta ask 'em."

"Okay, what time?"

"Ah, like...right now?" It came out as more of a question.

"Right now?!"

"Haha." his laugh was nervous, as if he expected me to say no just because we would be leaving right away. "Yeah."

I laughed, "I was joking Josh, of course I wanna go over right away; I haven't seen the guys in forever!"

"Kay lets go." he started heading for the door.

"I thought you hadda ask whose house, and tell mom where we'll be."

"Right. I knew that."

He turned back and went into the living room-im assuming to try and find mom to tell her where we would be.

Josh's P.O.V.

I didn't need to tell mom where we would be because I already told her me and the guys were going to have a little surprise party for Kristy-of course I didn't tell her that we invited like half of our school...but, what she doesn't know wont hurt her, right? J

And obviously I already knew it was going to be at Dylan's, but I still pretended to text him and ask.

"Cole! Were leaving so stop staring at yourself in the mirror, get your ass outta my bathroom, and get downstairs!"

He walked out laughing, "And leave this pretty little face without my admiring eyes? Now way!" he walked back to the mirror, just jokin' around.

"Wanna see how long it takes my fist to make your 'pretty little face' not so pretty?" I asked in a sickly sweet voice.

"Nope. Not really. Lets go!"

Oh, now ya wanna go.

When we got there it was kinda hard to hide the fact that there was a party, so we brought her up through the back driveway where I knew nobody would be.

"Why are we taking the back way?" Kristy asked.

"I donno. Something different."

"DQ. Something different. We should go to Dairy Queen."

I laughed, "You are so random."

We all got out of my truck-it was a king cab, so me and Cole sat in the front and she sat in the back-and walked up to the back door.

I had told Dylan that we were coming in through the back, and so him and the rest of the guys came out to meet us.

"Happy...coming home!" they all screamed at the same time, we just laughed at them because they said it together, but they obviously hadn't planned to-they said happy right loud, then kinda trailed off and then said coming home--they weren't sure what to say.

They were even more speechless when they got a good look at Kristy.

She had obviously changed.

She was still just as much as a tomboy as before, but over the summer her looks changed more, and she dressed more like a girl-aunt Julies doing I'm sure.

They told her that she looked great and they would help fend off the drooling guys that were sure to be all over her.

Kristy ran up and hugged each of them saying hello and all that, the we went inside.

Where there was sure to be a party.

Kristy's P.O.V.

I made sure that I sat in the back and Cole sat in the front, because it would be even harder to not talk to him if he was right beside me.

When we got there I ran up and hugged all of the guys, and then we went inside.

As soon as I got in the house I stopped. My jaw dropped open.

There was a freaking party!!

I looked up and there was a banner strung across the ceiling (well from wall to wall) that said "Welcome home Kristy!" and I loved it right away because it was obviously homemade and the boy must have put a lot of work into it.

"Ah, thanks you guys!" I hugged them all again.

"What no cake?" I asked.

They laughed, "Right there." Cole pointed to the counter.

"Ou, is it marble? Or ice-cream?"

"There's one of each." Riley said.

My favorite!

"And why is someone not serving it to me?" I asked, all superior.

"Why your majesty, we are ever so sorry. Would you like a foot massage to go along with that?" Brad asked sarcastically.

"Yes actually, I would. That'd be nice."

We all started to laugh, and went over to the counter.

"Wait, how is this even still here with all of these people?" I asked in disbelief.

"Welll...ya see...we may or may not have threatened to-" Riley was cut off by Brad.

"To not give them any if they touched it to early!" he cut in.

"Yeah, im surrre that's what you threatened! I bet it involved a lot of pain and...yano what I'm not even gonna try and guess."

"Maybe." Dylan allowed.

"Yano what? I don't even care. I want some cake!"

They laughed at me as I ran for the cake, not even bothering to get a plate or a fork, grabbed a piece with my hands, and stuffed my face.

Well, at least it was pre-cut, 'cause I still wouldn't have gotten a knife, and I would have made and even bigger mess.

"Smile!" screamed Josh as he took a picture of me shoving the cake in my face.

"Oh I bet that ones a keeper." I said, laughing.

"Ohhyeah, yearbook baby!"

We all laughed, then everybody else got a piece of cake and we got some random person to take a picture of us all standing together with our head tilted to the same side, holding the cake in our hands, and taking a bite.

We all burst out laughing again as soon as we saw the picture.

"That's a good one." I said.

Then we got another random person to take a picture of us after taking a bite with the cake still in between our teeth.

"Best one yet." I stated, pretending to be serious.

"For sure." Cole said in the same voice.

"Oh defiantly!" Josh made the sarcasm wayy more obvious in his voice.

We laughed and finished the cake then went out to the living room.

If I thought it was bad in the kitchen, I was sadly mistaken.

You couldn't even see the living room with all of the people jammed in there.

Arright, thats all for now,

Dont worry the pasrty is more interesting than this-

this was just friends fooling off :)