Shortcake

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Here we are in Jack's diner talking and drinking shakes. "So, come here often?" I ask with a childish look. "Actually quiet often with my call girls!" He answers. Which won him a dirty look. "I'm just playing!" He says then laughs. That's when the sound of a bell caught our attention. We both turn to see who walked in and to our surprise it was Cathrine, James, and his posey. "What a wonderful surprise seeing Mrs.Piggy here with a guy!" Catherine says with that oh so snobby tone of hers. If only I would've stopped myself from saying the things I was thinking. "Yeah you know what's not a surprise? Seeing you here with all these guys you must be quiet popular with the men. If you know what I mean?" I say as I form the hand job gesture. The look on her face went pale then bright red. I heard a couple of chuckles come from Brandon along with a couple of other people sitting around the diner that were able to hear what I said to her. She bent down and started screaming in my face. That's when I grabbed a spoonful of mustard and waited until the time was right. "When are you gonna shut up?" I say catching her of guard and leaving her staring at me with her mouth gaping open perfect. Thats when I flung the mustard at her face and pushed her out of my way. I grabbed Brandon's arm. "Let's go!" I say as we make a run for it. "I really wish you would've brought your car!" I shout as we kept running "Me too!" He shouts back. "Over here" he says pulling me into an abandon barn. "We should be safe in here until the heat lets up." He says out of breath. I look at him and smile at his excited face "That was amazing?" He says. "Let's just say I've had my fair share of bullies!" I say with a shrug. He looks at me a little angered. "What's wrong?" I ask curiously. He walks over and pulls me into his arms. "No one I mean no one hurts my shortcake!" He says still hugging me, I hug him back. "It's ok I'm safe now." I say pulling him tighter to me. "I won't let anyone ever hurt you again." He says tilting my chin up to him. "Do you understand stand me?" I nod my head stopping the smile from forming on my face. "Coast should be clear now let's go!" He says. We finally make it back to Brandon's brothers house without running into Catherine, James and his posey again. "Get in!" Brandon says. I look at him in confusion "What?" I say. "Get in you are not staying here with my brother, and your crazy if yo think I'd let you after that stunt he pulled!" He says. I don't argue with him I just do what he says because frankly I don't want to stay here anyway. "So were am I going then?" I ask. "My house" He says without hesitation. I look at him in shock "Your mom is gonna let you have me over?" I ask. He takes a minute to answer but then just nods his head, obviously not worried. "At first I didn't want you to come over because my mom is very embarrassing." He says. I just smile at his cuteness. We finally arrived at Brandon's house and this time I wait for him to let me in just Incase someone else is naked on the other side of this door he will be the one to see it not me, but there wasn't anyone there just an empty hall for shoes and coats. He led me into the kitchen were I assume his mother was. I was right she was, but she is making dinner so her back was turned to us thankfully. "Hey mom!" he said so causally. His mother turns around looks at me then looks at her son and looks back at me. "Hello sweetheart!" She says in excitement. "Mom I thought we agreed on no more nicknames?" He says in an exhausted tone. "Oh I wasn't talking about you Brandon!" She says with a little attitude in her tone as she says his name. She starts walking towards me with open arms. Finally I'm in her embrace. "Are you gonna introducing me to this beautiful young lady you brought home?" She asks pulling away and waiting for his answer. "This is Jenna, my girlfriend!" He says then shoots me a smile. I smile back at him and feel my cheeks turn red he called me his girlfriend in-front of his mother. She looks at me then smiles.

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