Before They Were Los(v)ers

Chapter 3 (continued)

"Thanks for dinner Sharon" My mom nods & Georgie whines.

"Where are the meatballs?" He asks looking around the table.

"Our guest can't have them so I didn't make them" my mom says. She was always good with Stan, she gave everyone iced tea instead of milk & didn't even put cheese on the table.

"Why can't he have meatballs?"

"George that's enough" my parents both have favorites. My dad likes me better than Georgie cause i'm older but my mom likes Georgie more because he is younger.

"But he is missing out!" My dad glares at Georgie & he stops talking & starts to eat his pasta.

"So boys, how was your first day of sixth grade?"

"Good but Richie got in trouble." I look at Stan & he looks at me apologetically cause he didnt know he wasn't supposed to say that.

"He didn't r-really get in t-trouble."

"What happened?" My mom asks giving Georgie a napkin.

"He was l-late to class." I say fast before Stan can answer,

"See that's so stupid, when I was little we would always be late to class & the teachers just had to deal with it."
"Zack they are in middle school not highschool" My dad shrugs.

"Georgie h-how was school?" I see his little face beam.

"It was great, there's a new cute girl in my grade, her names Erika" Stan laughs.

"Have you talked to Erika?" My dad asks.

"Not yet, but I want to try to tomorrow" He says reaching for his glass. Stan pushes Georgie's glass toward him & he finally reaches it.
"Billy do you want to play soccer after dinner?" I look at Stan & he shrugs.

"S-sure but only f-for a bit"

"Bill you & Stan don't have to play with your brother." Georgie pouts.

"It's fine, it'll be fun" Stan says. We finish eating & I let Stan & Georgie go play soccer while I wash the dishes.

"Your very good to your brother Bill" My mom says bringing the cups into the kitchen. I smile & once I finish, I head outside. Stan instantly kicks the ball to me & I kick it softley to Georgie. Stan is incredibly bad at soccer but he is better at baseball. He is a good pitcher, he's always been good at throwing things.

"So what does Erika look like?" Stan asks as we pass the ball around in a circle.

"She has really long blonde hair with really pretty blue eyes."

"What is she like?" Stan asks.

"I don't know yet, I haven't talked to her yet but she likes writing a lot"

"You s-should write her s-something" I say.

"Bill not every one is such a good writer like yourself" Stan laughs.

"Billy what of you write something for me!" I look at Georgie.
"Why don't y-you wanna w-write her something?"

"I'm not good at writing, please Billy?" Georgie gives me puppy dog eyes & I give in after about 5 minutes of him & Stan arguing with me. We head to my room & Stan sits on my bed while I sit by my desk. Georgie sits on the window.

"Describe her again" I tell Georgie grabbing a pencil & lined paper.

"She has really light blonde hair that's really long, it looks like sand. She has light blue eyes & she has dimples." I start to write, this is going to be harder than I thought because he barely knows her. Georgie watches me intently as I write. After about ten minutes Georgie asks what I have.