Eric and Cheyenne sat together on the couch eating from a bowl of stale Cheetos. Jeff flipped through the channels on the T.V. with the remote. We were awaiting Tom's return. Tom had been gone for nearly an hour- too long for picking up a pizza. Robin begins to grow frustrated when she is hungry.
"What is taking Tom so damn long? If he doesn't show up in fifteen minuetes we are filing a missing pizza report." I ignored her comment as i said,
"I think i'm getting sick again... Fuck, my tummy hurts!" i whined.
"Kayla, you're SUCH a hyperchondriac!" Cheyenne said. I've never thought the statment to be true. Even though my mother has been telling me the same since i was ten years old.
"Whats a hyperchondriac?" Keff asked, finally giving up on the T.V. and shutting it off.
"It's when you think you're sick all the time or you have a disease you really dont have when you hear about it.." Cheyenne explained to Jeff.
"I have that.."
I controlled myself from laughing. Even if i was a hyperchondriac, i wouldn't be alone.
Tom walked throught the back door with a young man looking about seventeen years old behind him, with out a pizza box in his hand. Of course, Eric would be the first to bitch.
"Tom, what the fuck, man! We wanted a pizza! not a kid!"
"I want my money back!" Jeff added.
"Relax, guys. look, this is Fred." Tom motioned towards the boy standing beside him. I waved, being polite. It brought a smile upon the boy's face.
"Tom, really. What's the kid doing here?" Eric demanded to know.
"well.. he plays the drums!" Before Tom could finish explaining himself, Jeff once again added into the convorsation
"No, no, no!" no one knew of fred's abiblity to play the drums. Fred could have played just as well as peter criss! but, that wasn't good enough. Eric and Jeff ruled him off because he was young. As if Fred knew just what everyone was thinking, he said
"For the record, i'm nineteen."
Tom nodded his head, as if pleased with himself. Eric let out a loud sigh then said,
"Look, we will give you a chance if you catch this Cheeto in your mouth."
Cheyenne giggled as Tom rolled his eyes.
"you heard me, boy. now, are you gonna catch this Cheeto from all the way over there?
Fred looked at Tom as if he was thinking 'is he serious?' Tom didn't say a word as he sat next to me to watch.
"I'll be nice and count to three." Eric said.
Fred stationed himself in front of Eric, ready to dive if nessasary. Everyone watched as Eric counted. "One.. Two.." i notcied that Eric had picked the smallest cheeto bit from the bowl. How could Fred catch that?
"Three!" Eric tossed the Cheeto throught the air. Jeff laughed as Fred dove to the floor to catch the cheeto in his mouth. Eric looked to tom,
"You would pick a fat kid."
Jeff laughed harder. Fred heard Eric's comment and a ridiculed, embarassed expression appeared on his face.
"He's not fat!" Cheyenne defended Fred, slapping Eric's forearm.
"It's muscle.." Fred mumbled under his breath. Fred looked innocent with his stubby brown hair and baby face. i wanted to cuddle with him!
As the guys explained things to Fred, Robin joined my convorsation with Cheyenne.
"I can't believe your boyfriend forgot the pizza! where did he even find this guy?" Robin said to me, still focused on her gut. I again, ignored her comment.
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