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Chapter 2

So Dude, did you talk to your parents about living in the dorms with me and Lizbeth?, Carson asked as we walked down the busy Manhattan street dodging the crowds who were rushing by us. Lizbeth had found a hot dog and a pretzel stand.

"No"

"Yeah, I get it spend as much time with the family as you can," replied Carson coolly

"Get this, Ruthy just entered the dating scene." I said.

"What!?! No, little sis is NOT old enough… Guys that age only have one thing on their minds!", he stopped for a minute as if pondering that one thing, "NO!! I will break their faces", he said in a low growl.

"I am right there with ya", I added and I definitely would have his back on that battle or any for that matter..

"Awww, look at you two," said Lizbeth who had finished the hot dog and was just starting in on the pretzel, "Being all protective!! Isnt it cute!"

"What, like you wont be there to help us??," Carson questioned.

"Uh, No, I am a girl. For one, I get to help her get ready. You know cute outfit that tells the world she is strong, smart, desirable and that no one is getting any from her. And second, do you really need my help??", said Lizbeth

"No," I said.

"Then I will leave it up to you big strong men, now let's eat!!", said ELizbeth enthusiastically

I laughed. "How is it a 5'2", 100lb tiny thing can eat like a two hundred pound truck driver?" It was a great question. In our cafeteria on any given day you can look around and see all these girls picking at salads and boneless, skinless dry chicken or fish. But look to Lizbeth and there she will be with the biggest plate of steak, potatoes, anything fattening and sugary. The girl can really eat.

"Aww, Dammit," whined Lizbeth as we walked towards Ray's Original Pizza.

"What", said Carson and I in unison.

"I have a solo assignment next week," she said showing us the text message that just popped up on her phone.

Solo, Wed to Fri

Pack for Cold

"I hate working alone!!", she pouted

"We are just a phone call away," said Carson, "Now lets eat!" As he pulled open the door to Ray's letting Lizbeth walked in side. And it was true, no matter what the mission, solo or not, we were a team. If Lizbeth needed our help, we would be there as fast as we could. If you wondering why we call her Lizbeth its ether that or Elizabeth. Never Beth or Liz, she hates those more than anything!

As we walked in the door, Lizbeth and I headed for the corner booth. It was made of old red leather and looked very mob like. Big, round and no one sat with their backs to the windows.

"What do we want?" yelled Carson as he walked to the counter.

"Ooooh, hot wings and soda" smiled Lizbeth

"Sausage on the pizza", I added

"Got it!", said Carson enthusiastically.

Lizbeth and I scooted around the booth. She leaned against my chest and I put my arms around her.

"Guess what," I asked.

"What?", she said very perkily, looking up at me.

"Tomorrow is our three year anniversary", I said giving her a small kiss on the lips. Three years ago tomorrow I asked her to be my girlfriend up on the roof of the school.

"What", she said jumping up a little. "How is it that you remember these things and I don't? You better not get me anything, cuz I didn't get you anything."

"Calm down," I laughed, trying to reassure her. "I remember because my mom reminded me before we left and of course I got you something."

"Oooh, Oooh, what is it?" she bounced up and down like a six year old at Christmas.

"I am so not telling you, you will just have to wait," but before she could protest, Carson came to the table with the food.

"All right," we have got one extra large sausage and extra cheese pizza, an order of wings and garlic cheese bread. Oh and Alisson, that lovely lady over there," said Carson with a wink and a nod to the girl behind the counter, "threw in 3 cannoli's that she will be hand delivering."

"Oh and she is hot," said Lizbeth very seriously.

"So, big question," I said with a mouth full of steaming cheese and sausage. "Are we getting a room or staying up all night and sleeping in the cab ride back to the academy?

"Let's make the most of our free time!", said Lizbeth with a cheer.

"Yeah! Party all night!!!", yelled Carson. Most of the customers agreed and shouted back.

Lizbeth laughed. "Our partying all night usually just means we walk around a lot; then find some random place to sit. Then we sit and talk all night long.

"Not true," protested Carson.

"Really??? What did we do in Hong Kong last May?"

"Well, we walked around downtown for a while and then…"? he trailed off.

"Yeah, she's got you there, man… We sat down on the steps of that giant temple. What was it called, Mo Man? Whoa Man?? No wait, Man Mo temple. Then we sat there and chilled all night," I babbled.

Our group never really made many other friends. We were so close. We were a family. I mean I had a family, mom, dad, sister, dog… And I love them all, like no other, but I am a lot closer to Elizabeth and Carson. I sometimes feel really bad I have so much in my life. Elizabeth's parents were killed in a plane crash on the way back from a mission. There is probably more to that story, but we will probably never know. And then there is Carson. Carson's mother died in childbirth and his father is a deep operative spy. All the missions he goes on are long term. Carson gets to see him for a combined total of about a month. We had no choice but to be our own little family. That will never change.

"Ok fine," said Carson sullenly, "So do we want to walk down to Chelsea Piers?" It is only about 4 miles? What do you think?"

"Works for me" I said.

"Hey, did you hear Macy is having a party at her parents house next week?", Lizbeth said.

"We were invited" questioned Carson surprised. If you invite one, you invite us all…

"No, they were talking about it," Lizbeth said. "They were talking about inviting me, but they were all too scared to ask."

"Why, did they think you would kill them all", I said with a smile knowing that they all were no match for her "with what? Your pencil???"

"No, my paper", she smirked, " a giant paper cut!!

"So, you've finally got Bex afraid of you" Carson asked with a smile. Bex was the first non American to be accepted into Gallagher. She was strong. She also thought rules were more like guidelines. She was the only person not afraid of Lizbeth. If Lizbeth ever needed someone to talk to, something that she couldn't say to us, which would never happen, she would go to Bex.

No, but I will, give me time!", she said. "Ah, I am sooo full!!"

"Finally" I said rolling my eyes.

"Hey, you know who is hot?? That Macy chick… The Senator's daughter", stated Carson.

"Yea, and she is your type too" Lizbeth said.

"Hey, I don't have a type… Girl is my type," said Carson with a wink and a smile towards the girl behind the counter.

"Well yea," said Lizbeth, "but the other girlfriends you have had were exactly like Macy."

"Yeah, all two of them," Carson interrupted.

"Yes, all two of them, not for lack of trying... They were all like Macy!", laughed Lizbeth.

Carson was contemplating what Lizbeth was saying, then gave up.. :"What do you mean?? How is she like the others??"

"She is strong, independent, has something to prove and has crappy parents.", Lizbeth said sarcastically.

I laughed.. "So Carson's type is you…" I said to the girl whose head was snuggled in my arms.

Ah, that makes sense," said Carson thoughtfully, " now I know why you don't like any of them."

"And now we know why you will never have a girlfriend either… She will never like any of them!" I said nodding toward Lizbeth.

"Well, I would say you should ask Cammie out, but she is with Zach… Oh, Oh…Liz, you could ask Liz" she said.

"No, no way… That would be way to confusing…Liz and Lizbeth" I said with a laugh, "besides, isn't she with Jonas?"

"No, not anymore…Two geniuses together does not ever work out", she said.

"What about Bex, she seeing anyone?", Carson asked

This one I could answer. "She is seeing Grant".

"How did you know that before I did??", Lizbeth said in complete surprise.

"Grant was talking to Zach and Jonas about his new British "car", I explained.

"Ah, P.E" said Lizbeth with a grimace. P.E. was one of the classes we didn't have together. Lizbeth and Carson had advanced biology when I had P.E. when I had advanced bio, they were in P.E.

"Hey Allison, where are my cannolies??" grinned Carson…. "Are we almost ready to go or what???"

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