Why Do I Have To Keep Her?
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Reed paced around his apartment impatiently while Susan desperately tried to calm him.
"Reed honey," Said Susan soothingly. "Relax it will all be okay, we are not going to be late okay, regardless of how long it takes Johnny to get out of bed."
"I know Susan," Said Reed nervously. "But it's not being late that I'm worried about, it's your brother and his flamming ego."
"He won't be interested in her," Says Susan half-heartedly. "Besides you said that your whole family was intellectual, and believe me, Johnny doesn't go for smart people."
"I hope you're right," Said Reed stretching his neck. "JOHNNY HURRY UP WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE!!!"
Johnny comes out of his bathroom wearing a pair of red plaid pajama pants and a red t-shirt that said 'Don't be mad because I'm hot... Be mad because your girlfriend thinks I am."
"What is it rubber face?" Asked Johnny as he scratched his face.
"We need to go in less than ten minutes and you're still in your pajamas!!!" Freaked Reed.
"Chill Rubber boy," Said Johnny smoothly. "This is what I'm leaving here in anyway."
"Why?" Asked Reed.
"I don't plan on staying awake any longer than I have to," Explained Johnny smoothly as he looked over the banister. "So when I come back here I'm going back to sleep."
"Johnny go change now!!!" Demanded Susan.
Johnny was about to respond when Reed stopped him.
"John, don't just go as you are," Sighed Reed. "Come on down here, Ben's already in the car."
Johnny smiled and did as he was told, but in the spirit of rebellous behavior he stuck his tongue out at Susan and got in the Fantasi-car. Ben drove everyone to the airport because Reed was too jittery to drive safely. As Ben drove Reed explained why they were going to have a new guest.
"Okay everyone," Stated Reed nervously. "My neice is going to stay with us, now I know that you are all wondering why...Well it was either stay with me, or go to boot camp...again. She's a good girl she really is, it's just that well she needs a little direction in her life, other than that of my drunken brother and that harlot he calls a wife... Ow Susan that hurt...Any way she's going to be staying with us for while, and with that said I want everyone and I do mean everyone, Johnny and Ben, to be on their best behavior and not argue every five minutes. She's gotten enough of that from her father and mother, she doesn't need that here. Her name is Reid, and Johnny don't give her any trouble about her name being Reid, the last person who did that wound up in the hospital for a month. Johnny she's eighteen, so stay away from her, and when you are around her keep your hands to your self and where I can see them. We're here, so I want everyone to smile and be nice and welcoming... Here we go."
They all wait on Reed to tell them which one is his neice when suddenly a look of fear and suprise washes over his face.
"Reed honey," Ased Susan confusedly. "What's wrong?"
Reed points to a teenage girl with her I-pod shoved in her ears, popping gum, her hair up in hair chopsticks, blue plaid pajama pants, and a blue t-shirt that said "Don't hate me because I'm hot...Hate me because your boyfriend thinks I am."
"Hey Uncle Reed so wazz up?" Asked Reid as she walked up to him.
"Fine." Choked Reed. "Let's go... So uh are you hungry, I know it's a long trip from Southville, Georgia to New York."
"Yeah," Said Reid looking at the group. "So where do we go that allows rocks-for-brains to eat."
"Don't talk to Ben like that!" Reprimanded Reed.
"I wasn't talking to Grimm," Said Reid smiling. "I was talking to pretty boy over there, with a face and hair like that he's got to be dumber than a box of hammers."
Ben snickered as he picked her bags up and put them in the car.
Anyone could look at Reed and tell that he was going to have his hands full. Reed just hoped that he could help her. After a while they pull up to the Baxter Building and get out. He dreaded what he was going to have to do next.