"Bye Lor! Tish!" Tino called out from his dad's car, him and Carver were going hunting with their dads though I
had a huge feeling the whole time Carver wouldn't do anything because he would be afraid to ruin his shoes so Tino
will do it all.
Even Tino knew that for sure but he didn't want to bring us girls along because he didn't feel as
if we could handle hunting...as if I don't go hunting enough with my grandma now the guys are saying I can't
because I'm a girl!
I had to spend the rest of three weeks with Tish and or my family because unless I wanted to hang out with Tino's
mom, who obviously was a true healthy freak but more of a vegan or vegetarian, but she would make me eat her weird
food, or do some yoga stuff with her or even laundry, pottery and her weird mother stuff that Tino does with her.
She normally tends to baby Tino because he is her only son...but gosh I feel as if he is such a woman, I'll feel
proud of him if he manages to come back with something he shot and doesn't throw up more than five times when he
has to skin it...oh what am I saying that wuss will throw up so many times he won't even be able to walk!
I stopped staring at the road ahead of me and walked to Funville while I think Tish just walked to the
library or the museum.
I played games for what it felt like was hours...but only at two hours at the max and it
was only twelve...what to do now?
Tish's family is a bit weird...though very nice really, my family is horrible,
the boys will dog pile me almost every time they see me and they are oddly always around in the same area to do so.
I tried going to the pizzeria but it wasn't the same with at least Tish to join me so I raced to the library and
looked down each row for her finally finding my best friend in the smart person area (the books on history) she
was reading a book on something that I could care less for personally.
"Psst...Tish!" I whispered loudly and got an immediate shush from the grumpy old librarian who always watched me
like a hawk whenever I entered the library all because a long time ago I stole a few books just to sell them and
she never had any proof but always knew it was me.
She was like a grumpy vulture in my opinion...
"Tish...come to
eat pizza with me" I was feeling a whine and beg coming just to make her pull her eyes away from the book and was
even think about it.
"Alright Lor" she put the book on the shelf while I did a small victory dance. I stopped when she
randomly grabbed my hand and dragged me out the library.
"Hey I can walk to there by myself you know" I glared at
the back of her head and down at her hand while trying to decide what type of pizza should we order once we got
there and light get my hand out of her grasp.
"Here we are" she sat me down where I normally sit in front of her and she sat across from me "why'd you have to
hold on so tight back there Tish?"
we waited patiently for the waiter to come take our order, we never did learn
his name only that his store theme changed all the time pretty much every weekend "because..." then randomly our
normal order is shot at us by a canon
...I think today is pirate week
"aye mates fired another great shot!" I
turned my head to my left and saw the weirdo in a pirate suit with a fake bird and his assistant loading the canon
up with more pizza, luckily for us our pizza made it on the table..
while the wall was covered in dozens of others
that didn't seem to have made it unless someone was willing to eat it off the wall I guess.
"Weirdo..." the pizza was great as usual but didn't have as much cheese as Carver would have liked which I feel is
a bit good because sometimes he made it too cheesy or not enough, I think the waiter finally understands the perfect
amount of cheese for us.
"He just likes to spice things up a bit in his restaurant Lor...but I must say it
was a bit odd to fire a pizza at us with a canon and very dangerous seeing as pizza is normally hot"
Of course
Tish was babbling on about her smarty pants stuff while I just ate one slice of pizza after another but leaving a
bit for her knowing I'd never hear the end of it if I didn't do so though my stomach was like an empty abyss.
"Tish want to come over to my house this weekend? I know your house is probably better to be at...but I think we
can get some sort of time alone from my brothers"
I chugged my soda while trying to softly burp while Tish spoke
"well it is true that it would be best to be at my house seeing as your brothers have a nasty habit of dog piling
people that walk through the door and breathes...but I do feel as if I could give it a try seeing as you never do
seem to enjoy being at my house because of our weird traditions as much as I do love seeing you try them"
my brain just died at the part of dog piling.