The Ghostwriter and The Lone Ranger [Jay x OC]

Chapter 23: Victory Pizza

[Tracy's P.O.V.]

I woke up extra early today. And it's a Saturday for crying out loud! I woke up because I had a strange dream, I dreamt that the stupid meathead (Jay) and I were chatting until he tried to lean closer to... *shudders* I don't even want to say it. I woke up drenched in sweat, and this is weirder than the dream I had with Jones and Max yodeling in Swiss Alps dressed like the Yeti.

I glanced at Jones and Max, they were snoring like little babies. I giggled a bit. Look how much time has changed us... I grabbed my clothes from my wardrobe and went to change up.

A simple white T-shirt, black shorts  and a white-and-red parka coat.

I just kicked back and relaxed on my bed and started sketching pictures while booming music into my ears. I shut my eyes humming softly.

I stopped drawing moments later as I stared at my drawing in disbelief.

I just drew a picture of...Jay?! What the heck?!

I blushed heavily. Why am I drawing a picture of that annoying lady-hair? He's annoying as hell and he is a terrible flirt who makes girls swoon with that stupidly dreamy smile of his.

I shouldn't be interested in him, I reminded myself. I don't need a boyfriend because I am married...to my dedication of FanFables. I shook my head as I mentally slapped myself.

Jay is a flirty guy remember? For all I know he could be just playing around and toying with my heart like some kind of toy. Keep your guard up, I reminded myself, you're not a stupid love-struck girl who swoons over a guy who flirts with you...You shouldn't like someone so soon if you don't want your heart to be broken...again. Like those other boys I used to have crushes on. I thought bitterly.

I hid the paper drawing of that jerk in one of my paper folders. That was when I noticed my brother and Max has woken up.

"Morning, Max, Jones!" I smiled.

"Hey sis." Jones yawned.

"Oh shoot! The bus leaves by 10!" Max bolted up from his sleeping position and ran to pack up this things.

"I wish you didn't have to leave so soon." Jones whined.

"Parting is suck sweet sorrow." I quoted from William Shakespeare's 'Romeo and Juliet'.

"Nice one sis, but I'm not a girl." Jones frowned.

I stuck out my tongue at him playfully.

"Say, Jones, what time are you going for your Pizza Party?" I asked.

"By noon, we probably won't be back until dinner time." Jones shrugged.

"Can I follow?" I asked.

"NO!" Jones protested.

"Why not?" Max asked.

"She is going to baby me!" Jones protested.

"I was his first babysitter." I stated.

"You SAT on me for 2 MINUTES!" Jones yelled.

"2 seconds! And how was I supposed to know 'babysit' wasn't supposed to mean 'sitting on a baby'?" I defended. "I was a year old when you were born!"

Max was laughing at us. We looked at him awkwardly. Oh right, I forgot we have guests!

"You know, it never gets old when I see you guys fighting!" Max laughed as he wiped away some tears from his eyes. "you two have so much chemistry!"

"No we don't!" Jones and I snapped before scooching away from one another.

"Jinx!" we shouted at one another.