"They just have to ruin everything!" Ruby stomps her foot against the pavement, cringing inwardly as she pulled her foot back to reveal a wad of gum stuck to her shoe. Julie rolls her eyes, going for the door again,
"I don't care if they're here, I still want to get food." Julie is about to pull open the door when Ruby grabs her arm,
"No way am I eating anywhere near them!" Ruby balls her hands in to fists, putting on a scowl that would make any one, besides Julie apparently, run and hide in the nearest facility. She easily steps in way of the door, crossing her arms as she does so to enforce her dominance.
"I don't care what you do." Julie threw her arms up in defense, attempting yet again to side step the younger teen, but to no avail.
"Ruby, come on, it'll be fine." Chuck, who suddenly gained some sort of short-lived confidence, steps forward, though he is quickly shunned back by the brunette's fury, opting to hide behind Mike than continue any further, " Mike, control your sister." He whispers urgently, clinging to the back of the boy's jersey.
Mike had absolutely no control over his half sister, usually ignoring her rather than actually acknowledge her tantrums, let alone her existence or even her sister status. Ever since Mike had moved in with their grandfather after middle school, he really didn't talk to his sister. At this point, he really didn't care what she wanted to do either. He was just about ready to pick her up and move her out of the way himself.
"Ruby." He tried nonchalantly, reaching an arm behind him to untangle his friend's fingers from his shirt. Ruby looked up at him with the time of persistence and hate that would probably fuel some great leader if they weren't so damn stubborn all the time. Mike rolled his eyes at this, just as unfazed by this act as Julie had been. He switched up his game a bit, deciding to get to the bottom of the hate rather than let it go.
"Is it because Junior is in there?" He asked, a small smirk spreading across his face. Ruby looked like a deer in headlights as she fumbled over a negative response. The rest of the group stared in pure horror as the two siblings went back and forth on the matter, waiting for the younger of the two to snap.
"I don't like him!" Ruby crossed her arms over her chest, emphasizing her anger with yet another stomp of the foot. Mike mimics his sister's actions, hjis smirk only growing at her frustration.
"That's not what your diary says." Mike lifted his hand in order to check a note he had written on it earlier that day. Ruby's anger only continues to flare at this new information.
"You read my diary!?" She looks ready to attack but is quickly caught around the waists by Thermon and Chuck. Despite their best effort, the teens wind up being dragged along in Ruby's attack.
In light of the whole situation, Julie finally reached the door, flinging it open. Much to her surprise, all of the Momma's Boys are staring at the fight outside.
"Uh..." Junior rubs the back of his neck before turning to Julie, "What's goin' on with little lady outside?"
"Don't even ask." Julie bites angrily, marching to reserve the nearest booth for her and the boys.
After a short spat that ended with Chuck holding a fist full of napkins to his bleeding nose, the group is finally seated, pepperoni pizza already ordered, sodas half drank, and straw wrapped wishbones already cover the table. Julie picks at her nails while Mike helps Chuck with his nose bleed. Thermon, who by the decision of Julie, sits beside Ruby, who is still steaming from the whole incident.
"Alright...I know this isn't the best time to bring this up, but I left my wallet in my car." Mike shoves his hands in his pocket, praying hard for the protection of his soul as everyone in the table cast glares in his direction.
"Don' worr'eh." Chuck attempts to look up, nasal from the blood, "I go' i'."
"Wow, she really did a number on your nose." Julie makes her first comment about the fight since they had sat down, watching as the tissues turn from white to red. With lack of better judgment, she would have almost suggested taking the teen to the E.R. Chuck only shakes his head, the tips of his shaggy hair soaked crimson.
"I thin' she bro'e it." He says with a sort of positivity one only uses when still in shock. The girl continues to stare at her friend before the pizza finally comes around.
"Okay, a pepperoni and a towel for the blonde kid." Antonio jeers, setting the pizza on the table. Had it not been for the still-cooling nerves from the fight earlier, the teens would have been fighting over the pizza instead, though, nobody really knew if they were still hungry after that. They were all still pretty irritated with one another.
"Thanks man." Mike finally spoke up, casting his trademark half smile to the older man.
As if he had absolutely no idea of the turmoil among the group, Antonio smiled broadly, "Ay, it's on me, boy-o!" He clapped his palm to Mike's shoulder before spinning on his heels to return to the kitchen. Mike watched the man leave before turning back to his friends. Chuck still bled, Thermon still sat tense beside Ruby, who hadn't changed her position since the fight, and Julie looked like she was about to kill Mike with her bare hands for even suggesting that they tag along,
"So...if you guys aren't gonna eat, I'm just gonna take this home." Mike quirked innocently, but the onslaught of glares caused his smirk to fly right off his face.
Looks like he'd be eating by himself tonight.