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Chapter Eleven

A/N by Olivia- Sorry this chapter is late I was being a lazy butt.

Meagan's POV

"Hee-low-a!" I know I shouldn't, but I burst into giggles. This guy is so f*cking hilarious!

"Hi," I say while trying to stifle my laughter.

"We-air ease you-are bat-ha-roe-oom?" Did he just ask for the bathroom? I'm pretty sure he did... Wait, does this guy even go to the bathroom? Don't be silly, Meagan, of course he does. I think.

"Uhh, go through that door, and it's down the hallway to the right," I tell him.

"Tank you!"

"Yep," I say back, still trying not to laugh. I run over to Olivia and the guys and exclaim, "I just had the most awkward moment of my life! Runforthecube, the dude I invited, just asked me where the bathroom is!"

"OH MY GAD YOU LET HIM INTO OUR HOUSE ALONE!!" Shane says with his eyes bugging out.

"Is there a problem with that?"

"The dude's a retarded psychopath, I swear," Olivia says. How does that answer my question? I guess we'll never find out, because somebody who is not Runforthecube yells something from inside our house. Very, very loudly.

"I HATE GREEN BEANS!"

"What the heck?" Says Nate. All five of us hurriedly run into our house and by following the crashing sounds, find Jeffy throwing a fit in our kitchen.

"Jeffy, stop!' Nate exclaims when Jeffy flips our table over. He pauses for a moment and looks at all five of us, then proceeds to go to our living room and flip our couch instead. Then he stops and looks at us again.

You know how in the cartoons, when someone is really mad, their face turns red and steam comes out if their nose/mouth/ears? Yes, well that is what Jeffy was doing at the moment, and he looked terrifying. Especially 'cause he's a puppet that's floating in the air. We all take a big step back away from Jeffy.

"ARE YOU F*CKING HIGH? WHY ARE THERE F*CKING GREEN BEANS IN YOUR F*CKING FRIGDE! I'M LEAVING! BYE B*TCH" Jeffy yells at us. Then he turns on his heel and storms out the front door.

"Well, he's China's problem now," I say, quoting The Simpsons.

"Oh boy, he made a mess. Guess we'd better start cleaning up," Nate comments.

"No," I interject," Olivia and I can start cleaning up, why don't you three go tell everyone what happened? I'm sure they heard the commotion," I say.

"What? Why do I have to clean up?" Olivia complains.

"Because I said so. Now you three, leave," I say, giving them a death glare when they don't oblige. They all quickly walk to the door and leave me and Olivia standing amidst the mess Jeffy had made.

"Why-" Olivia starts to complain again.

"Shut up, we're not actually cleaning, Idiot, we're going to get the cake ready and bring it out. If Jeffy didn't destroy it, that is," I tell her.

"Ohhhh."

"Yeaaahhhhh."

We go to the fridge and open the door, breathing a sigh of relief when we see that the cake isn't ruined. I go to the cupboard and get the candles, while Olivia takes the cake out of the box, setting it on a tray.

I start sticking the candles in, and I frown.

"What is it?" Olivia asks, concerned.

"The candles aren't all the same colour, it's really annoying."