"Dude, seriously?" I looked at my best friend in disbelief, "If your dad catches us," I shrugged, "well, he loves me so all I'll get is an early bedtime sentence. If you get caught?"
"Please? I promise we can do pizza tomorrow night."
I groaned "Dammit Stiles! Can you go one night without listening to your dad's scanner?"
I received a sheepish grin "This will be exciting! Please help me con Scott into going with me!"
I stilled all movement, my tone indignant "And who said I wasn't coming?"
"I didn't think you would want to go!"
"Boy, how long have I known you and you haven't figured out that I would want to go with you to find a dead body?!"
He threw his hands up in defeat "Sorry! Geez, you can come with us!" I grinned at him and jumped off his bed, making for the door before a pillow poof-ed into the back of my head. I swivelled to face the culprit "What the heck was that for?!" My tone, although angry was given away by the smile that formed on my face. "Being a bitch." I rolled my eyes, flipped him the bird and continued out the door.
