Mel's POV
After the party, Jason slept over at Ryan's, while I had Eileen over. Jason still has no clue we egged his house, and I'd prefer to keep it that way. I mean I'll tell him, just not now. Hopefully never.
I sat down on my bed, letting myself relax on the mattress. I have one of those couches that converts into a bed in my room, purely for the purpose of Eileen sleeping over. She stretched out onto "her" bed and wiggled her toes.
My bedroom is set up like this (Dani helped me set it up), when in walk in the white door, my closet is to your left. Directly in front of you is the black couch bed, and beside it is my bed. I've covered it with decorative pillows and a pink comforter. A few paces from the foot of my bed is my dresser and mirror set and beside that is my tv.
"What do you want to do?" I ask Eileen, and she shrugs. "What do you want to do?"
"I asked first"
"Well I'm being polite" I grin at Eileen. "We could make a phone call" I suggest.
"Is your refridgerator running? Then you better go catch it!" she laughs, and stands to her feet.
We head downstairs, and grab the phone from the top of the tv cabinet, and dial Jason's cellphone number. I know for a fact he doesn't have caller I.D.
"Hello?" he answers, Eileen snorts.
"Yes" I answer, trying to sound like Stewie from family guy. "This is Stewie Griffen, I would like to speak with Brian"
Jason laughs. "Yeah okay, hi Mel"
I curse and hang up the phone, with Eileen's laughter filling my ears. "That was cute, real cute"
"Oh, like you could do better" I challenge and she raises an eyebrow.
"Alright give me the phone" she grabs it from me.I guess that's not "giving the phone" but this'll be funny so I'll allow it.
She clears her throat and dials Jason's number. "Hello?" he asks, sounding a bit annoyed.
"Yes this is Jenny from Pizza Hut, I was wondering when you're going to come and pick up your order?" she asks, in a southern accent. I almost laugh, but manage to contain it.
"What order?" he asks. Eileen groans. "Oh my goodness, you called here asking for fifteen pizzas half an hour ago"
"I think you have the wrong person"
"This is Jason Mathers, correct?" she asks, in that hilarious accent.
"Yes"
"Well you owe us over a hundred dollars, could you please come and pick up your pizzas?"
"I don't have a hundred dollars! Let alone five"
"Well then why did you order fifteen pizzas?"
"I didn't"
"You know when I got this order I thought either you was at a party or really hungry. We don't appreciate you wasting our time"
"I didn't order any pizzas!"
"Well your order and our call history says differently." Eileen informs him. He's believing this?
"Dude, lets just go get the pizzas already.." groaned Ryan. I almost laughed again, but Eileen glared at me.
"I don't have a hundred dollars!" Jason protested. "I can't pay for all these pizzas!"
"Well you're going to have to find some way to pay for them, it's eleven o clock. We've been trying to reach you all evening"
"We could have you come in and do some kitchen work"
"I don't understand why I have to do this, I didn't order any pizza" He protests. I know Jason, this is going to drive him crazy.
"Sir, you've wasted our time and resources. I'm sure there are starving children in Africa. It's like my Maw always said "You gotta eat it if you don't like it. Maybe that's why we ate road kill"
"That's disgusting" comments Ryan. "Wait" says Jason.
"Why would a pizza place be open at eleven o clock?" asks Jason. Sh*t.
"We take pride in our customers?" Eileen suggested weakly.
"Eileen!" he gasped. There was a shuffling, and someone yelled "Hey!" when another voice came through the phone.
"Hey baby how's it going?" asked Ryan, trying to sound smooth.
"It's alright, I just have a craving for some pizza"
"That sounds pretty cool, we should go out for pizza sometime" Ryan suggests, and the goofiest smile spreads on Eileen's face.
"I'd love too" You know that thing people do where they jump up and down and scream? That's what I did, only silently so you could hear my breath. I must've been a sight to see, flapping my hands everywhere and jumping on the bed.
"Calm down it's just a boy!" she hissed, and I rolled my eyes.
What female in the history of the world has ever said that?
A/N
Just a quick little update, not much. Sorry it's not edited :P I'm tired.
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