Here We Go Again.

Pizza

The weekend:

  "On a scale of 1 to 10... what do you think girls rate me at?" Caleb asks as we all sit in Sam's living room. I take a chip and put it into my mouth.
  "8" I shrug.
  "Not a 10?" He asks.
  "Well... I guess it depends on the person also" I say.
  "Yeah, some girls like the blondies some don't" Austin shrugs.
  "Yeah that's true" I nod. "Hey! I don't personally prefer blonde guys but you're still an 8" I said.
  "You're blonde" he gives me a look.
  "I'm also not a guy" I reply.
  "What about me?" Kyle asks.
  "9" I said.
  "He's blonde!" Caleb states.
  "Dirty blonde, you're extremely blonde. Plus he's got a different look" I shrug.
  "So what That makes Sam a 10?" Caleb asks while Kyle seemed happy with my answer.
  "Yeah" I nod.
  "Thanks" he smiles I roll my eyes.
  "Everyone thinks Sam's a 10" Kyle shrugs.
  "Guys? Why are you boosting his ego so much? He only needed my compliment now he's gonna think he's something" I say.
  "I am something Jo" he mutters.
  "No... no you're not" I shake my head.
  "Fuck off."
  "I would love to" I smile taking my chips eating them. I get up. "Anyone want anything to drink?" I asked.
  "Sure, Coke" Sam says.
  "I'll have water" Austin says and I head into the kitchen tripping over Sam's legs that I had to go over.
  "You're garbage" I laugh he pushes me.
  "Just go" He says. I flip him off going to the kitchen. I grab our drinks and then head back. I pass them out then sit down.

I grab the remote flipping through the channels searching for something good to put on.
  "So why are your parents gone?" Austin asks Sam.
  "I don't know, romantic get away from me" he lets out a laugh.
  "Awe that's cute, my parents don't even like each other that much" Austin says I laugh.
  "That's a lie, they're just busy" I say still looking at the tv.
  "Well... same thing" he shrugs.
  "What should we watch?" I asked. Sam leans against my should.
  "I'm kinda tired" he says.
  "Sleep" I said.
  "What if I don't want to?" He asks.
  "Then don't. And just be tired" I remark.
  "You suck" he says.
  "My shoulder doesn't though" I state he laughs.
  "Yeah it doesn't."
  "Awe, you guys are gross" Caleb says.
  "We weren't trying to be otherwise" I state.
  "Yeah" Sam agrees.
  "Anywayssssssss...." Austin says. "I want to be serenaded" he sighs I burst out laughing.
"Bitch What!?" I asked.
"Ya" he nods Sam let's out a laugh.
"Get someone to serenade you" Sam says.
"I've been trying to get you to" Austin says and I laugh again.
"Sorry... probably won't happen though" Sam shrugs.
"I know" Austin nods. I take a sip of my drink while I still look through the channels for something.
"Can I make pizza?" I asked.
"Why not?" Sam shrugs.
"Thank god" I push him away from me and get up. "I'm starving, you have the shit for it?"
"Why not order it?" They all ask.
"Because homemade is always better... Leave me alone or you won't get any" I said.
"Yeah I should have the ingredients, how do you know how to make one?" Sam says.
"I know how to make a pizza... because my dad whatever thanks" I turn back and make my way into the kitchen.

I go through the drawers to get all the ingredients out. I had to make the dough and let that rise which was annoying but I'll deal. I tie my hair up into a small ponytail. Chef Jo here I come. WHY AM I LIKE THIS. I laugh at myself even though I'm a psychopath.

"Need any assistance?" I heard Sam I look up he's standing at the doorway arms crossed.
"Eh... I don't know maybe" I shrug. He takes a seat at the counter stools. I grab a mixing bowl adding in the ingredients for the dough.
"You just remember this all by mind?" He asks.
"Yeah, my dad used to make it a lot when I was younger" I shrug. "Then he taught me to make it as well so I guess it just stuck."
"Cool, I don't think I could do that. I prefer cookbooks" he says.
"You don't remember anything by mind?" I asked.
"Maybe some but I don't know" he shrugs. "Box also."
"You're dumb" I laugh he does to.
"I feel like no normal teenager knows how to make dough without a receipt or whatever" he laughs again.
"Cool, we've established that I'm not normal the moment we became friends" I shrug.
"More like the moment we first met" he grins.
"There ya go."
"So... have you ever even had homemade pizza?" I asked flicking flour at him he scoffs.
"I have some Italian in me Jo... yes I have had homemade pizza. I'm not uncultured" he says I laugh.
"I can see that" I nod.
"What?"
"That you have Italian in your family tree" I say he chuckles.
"Family tree... what about you?" He asks.
"I don't know, Swedish people in my family tree" I reply.
"Yeah I can see that to" he nods.
"Cool" I respond.
"Why are we talking about this?" We asked in unison then laugh.
"So... change topic, wanna teach me how to make this famous homemade pizza?" He asks.
"Yeah... watch and learn kid!" I say.
"Kid?" He questions.
"No questions allowed in this class unless it's pizza related" I say.
"Fine" he nods.
"Cool, now watch and learn kid" I repeat he laughs.

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"Guys!? When is this so called pizza done I'm hungry?" Austin walks in.
"Soon, we made more than one obviously" I said.
"Good."
"Excuse me! You should appreciate this bitch" I tell him.
"Whatever. It better be good and sauces" he winks I laugh.
"Just for you Austin... sauce is permanent" I state he laughs back leaving the kitchen.
"Thanks for the lesson" Sam says.
"Ya no problem that'll be 40 dollars" I say and laugh. He rolls his eyes.
"You suck at making jokes."
"You suck all the time so it's even!" I shrug. I check on the pizza so it doesn't burn.
"You're hurtful" he sighs
"I know" I nod. "But... I don't think I'm gonna apologize I just made ya two huge pizza's there ya go bud!" I pat his head he grabs my arm throwing it off him.
"Yeah and they better be delicious or else I want a refund!" He said.
"Hey!! That was just as lame as mine!" I state.
"Really!? Didn't think so" he laughs. I hop up onto the counter.
"So honestly, I'm surprised Dylan hasn't tried to talk to me" I say.
"Yeah, he doesn't have the balls I guess" he shrugs.
"Yeah cause I'll bitch him out" I laugh.
"Exactly, and he's scared" he nods.
"Or he just doesn't care" I laugh again. "Which is most likely the correct answer."
"You never know" he shrugs. I hop off the counter grabbing the oven mitt and pulling out the pizzas.
"And we're done" I smile.
"Smells nice."
"And looks like a real Italian pizza!!" I said he laughs. "Idiots! Foods done!" I yell. Sam grabs plates for us all I grab a knife to cut this all.
"Wow who knew Jo could cook" Kyle says.
"I did" I roll my eyes at him.
"Yeah same, she's also a great teacher" he chuckles.
"See Thanks Sam" I smile. "Take your pieces and shut up."
"Will take my piece but not shut up" Austin says.
"I'll make you" I glare.
"Ooh, so scared" he squints back. "Ahh! This is hot" he says dropping his piece onto the plate.
"Fresh out the oven hun!" I smile.
"Fuck off."
"I made ya pizza appreciate it" I say.
"Trying my hardest" he sighs.

We all get our food and go to the couches and sit watching tv and eating food.

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A/N

Another chapter. Next chapter guys!! REALIZATIONS happen. On someone's side. Anywayyyysss no more details. Hope you like it tell me ya thoughts you know the drill with what I say blah. Xoxo.

-Jana🤙🏽