In The End

Chapter Ten

Ten-

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"And now, my friend, to your purpose," Johnny Depp, as Sweeney Todd sang before he slit the guy in the barbers chairs troat with the shaving blade he held. I raised an eyebrow.

"I swear this guy had it coming," I laughed. The guys and I were all huddled together in the living room, me in Mikes lap as we watched Sweeney Todd at Drew's place. School was closed today due to remodeling in one of the halls. Completely fine by me. 

"So, the lady at the pie shop downstairs, makes pie out of Sweeney's victims?" Mike asked. He hasn't seen Sweeney Todd before this. I nodded.

"Yes," I replied.

"Is this like, a horror musical or something?" he questioned. I chuckled, poking him.

"Yeah, of sorts," I smiled. He kissed me before continuing watching the movie.

We had decided that after the movie, we would practice, the band and I then we would just hang around the mall and scare whatever preps and jocks walked pass.

After the movie, both Dennis and I got up for food. I walked into the kitchen, but he was there before me. I didn't see him turn around, facing me. I ran slam right into him.

"Sweet mother of bitch!" I yelled. Dennis instinctively wrapped his arms around me as he toppled over. I got up, helping him up, fixing my shirt.

"Sweet mother of bitch?" he teased.

"You know what, screw you," I laughed, flipping him off. He smiled and he walked pass me as I walked into the kitchen.

"You okay in there, babe?" Mike called.

"Yeah! I just fell, taking Dennis down with me," I told him. I could hear him laugh and I found a box of frozen pancakes in the freezer. Doing a fist pump into the air I tossed five onto a plate and stuck them in the microwave.

Once they were done, I took them out an drowned them in syrup, grabbed a fork and headed back to the living too,  I sat back down in Mike's lap, eating my pancakes.

"What the flap jack?! You got a plate of pancakes, but didn't get me any?" Drew whined. I stuffed another bite in my mouth.

"Go get some, lazy," I said. He pouted.

"Why?" he asked. I looked at him.

"They were in your freezer," I pointed out. He looked at me.

"Oh, no, oh hell no. Do not tell me your eating my pancakes?" he said. I smiled.

"Hell yes I am. Now, if you want some," I started.

"I really do. So bad!" he cried.

"Then get you're lazy ass up and get them yourself!" Dave laughed. Drew pouted then got up to go get them. Dennis followed like a little puppy.

"Where are you going?" Dave asked. Dennis looked at him.

"Where do you think? I'm getting some pancakes, too!" he said, the ran into the kitchen. Dave and I laughed and I finished my pancakes. Then Dave got up also.

"Oh my god, you too?" I laughed. He nodded and ran into the kitchen.

"You gonna go get some as well?" I asked Mike accusingly.

"Nah, I'll just take yours," he said. I looked at him.

"The frickin flap jack you are," I said, clutching the plate to my chest, carefully avoiding spilling syrup. Mike laughed.