"richie! we have to go visit dad in prison!" veronica yelled.
"why? we go every weekend!" richie replied.
"he's going to get really mad if we don't. you know how he gets when he's mad," veronica warned.
"fine," richie replied unwillingly.
richie stomped down the stairs and picked up his jacket. he looked out the window and saw at least 15 centimetres of snow on the ground.
"ugh... i hate snow," richie mumbled.
he pulled on his worn out sneakers and while he was walking outside he made a mental note about how he needed to buy boots for the winter.
[richie gets in the car]
"about time lil' bro," veronica said. she started the car an started driving.
"yeah yeah, let's go see dad." richie replied.
"we need to pick up betty on the way... if that's ok with you," veronica told richie.
"umm it's not really ok," richie said, looking at veronica.
"well y'know what you bitchbag? i didn't ask you."
"bitchbag?" richie asked almost crying of laughter.
veronica ignored him and continued driving. a few minutes later they arrived at betty's house. veronica honked the horn as loud as she could. then, when betty didn't come out of her house, she honked again even louder.
the door opened and eddie, betty's brother, walked out. he walked up to the car and agressively knocked on the window. veronica rolled down the window and eddie looked inside.
"hey veronica. hey richie," eddie said. "i thought you were some weirdo coming to shoot us. the windows are pretty foggy so I couldn't see you guys."
"ha, yeah." veronica said.
"well, what brings you guys here?"
"i was actually coming to see betty. do yo know where she is?"
"no i haven't seen her. my moms said you guys could come in for tea if you wanted though."
"tell them i said thanks but we have some family business to deal with," veronica replied.
"sure thing."
eddie waved to richie and went back inside. richie blushed. he tried to hide it from veronica but it was too late.
"Ooh looks like someone has a crushhh" veronica gushed.
"What?! No!" richie said.
"i know that look when i see it, rich. and besides, i could give you the best advice about guys!"
"yeah right," richie said sarcastically. "you're with archie. what do you know about guys?"
"back off. my archiekins is the nicest and hottest guy out there."
richie chuckled. "sure thing v."
she looked at him annoyedly and picked up one of her many lipglosses. she threw it at him.
"shit! nice throw, but if you wanna live you better drive properly instead of chucking your lipstick at me."
"first of all, it's lipgloss."
"potato tomato."
"what? anyways, second of all, don't tell me how to drive."
"whatever you say my wonderful sister," richie said sarcastically. "oh look at that... we're here."
