~289 days before~ (Mitch's POV)
"Bring your 'special lady friend'," my mom tells me. It was a few days before 'Canadian' thanksgiving weekend, and she wanted me to come over to New Jersey to visit them.
"Mooom," I groan. "We agreed not to call her that."
"Then what do you want me to call her?" she asks, like she hadn't had a clue.
"I don't know. My girlfriend maybe?" I reply sarcastically.
"Now Mitchell, don't use that tone with me." She tells me. "I'm still your mother, and you better not forget that. Anyway, can she come?"
"I don't know ma. She's at school right now, I can ask her later." I suggest, leaning my head back on the couch.
"Yeah okay. Call me if she says yes, I have to go," she says. "Bye sweetie."
"Love you," I reply as the tone went blank. I sigh and close my eyes, exhausted from doing absolute nothing.
By the time I wake up, it was dark out. My sleep schedule was so fucked up, it was basically sleeping in the afternoons, then staying up all night. I should've lived on the other side of the world, shouldn't have I?
But then, I wouldn't have met the girl that any guy would die over. The girl that I thought I would never see again. The girl tha-
Was that footsteps I heard?
I stand up off the couch, somewhat squatting as I 'leaped' towards the door. I look through that little peephole, and I see Claudia leaving her apartment. I smile and slowly open my door, watching her arms sway as she walked towards the elevator. I lock my apartment door, and I follow her still in my 'praying mantis' position.
I start making the clicking noises from the movie "Predator" and she turns around and starts laughing.
"What are you doing?" she asks as she walks towards me. "Your hair's so messy, I think I might cry of how cute you look right now." She kisses my cheek as I turn red.
"Nu. You." I seductively whisper in her ear.
"Haha, you're funny," she ruffles my hair. "Anyway, I was just going to suggest for you to come with me to the supermarket, but it looks like you're rather…," she gestures to my pajamee-jays. "You know."
I laugh and look at her. "I'm coming, and you can't stop me. I'm the king of the hunger deenz, and you can't stop this can't-stop-won't-stop grind I'm on."
And so we ventured forth.
And I participated in something called "Public Humiliation."
Worth it.
So, so worth it.
"Was it really worth it?" I ask myself as I throw cereal boxes into her cart, followed by a dirty glare.
"Do you really need 14 cartons of cereal?" Claudia asks as she puts some away, and me pouting at her actions.
"Yus." I reply.
"Are you going to pay for it?" she asks again, putting away another box.
"Maybe," I respond as I grab another box.
"I can't take you anyway, can't I?" she questions me.
"No but, I can. Wanna go to New Jersey with me?" I ask her. "Yeah! Family fun time! Holla at your girl, c'mon please? Mom wants you to come for Thanksgiving."
"You've known me for a month Mitch," she replies.
"Is that a yes?" I throw my arms out. "You know you want to come."
"Do you actually want me to come?" she looks at me.
"Hell yeah!" I quickly respond.
"Well, I don't have the money to go there so-," I cut her off.
"I'm driving there, might as well get my money's worth on gas," I say. "Anyway, it's thanksgiving weekend! You got school off, let's have fun yo."
And so we did.
~Time skip like 1 day or something idk man~
We packed our bags, not too heavy as we were only staying for about 3 days. And not to mention the piles amongst piles of junk food and ice caps. I Instagram the ice caps, and get many comments of wishing me a good drive.
It wasn't.
Oh lord, the TRAFFIC! The traffic, traffic, traffic! (reference ayy) So Claudia and I ate a hella lot junk food that day. I bet you we went through at least 16 packs of sour patch kids, maybe 4 jumbo gummy worms packets, and around 329842093 bags of chips.
"I feel so fat oh my god," Claudia told me as she stuffed her face with another bag of chips.
"So do I but I don't want to stop," I reply. "I feel like I'm pregnant with my stomach bulging like this."
"You're a guy," Claudia implies.
"So? Guys can't give birth?" I lift my chin up.
"Live your life be free," she looks out her window. "Pop a baby out of your asshole."
"Okay. I will," we move a little bit forward. We were stuck in the US Borderline between Canada and America, customs and all. "You watch and see."
"Do I really have to witness that? It's gonna be like a weird gay pornography or some shit." She wrinkles her nose.
"Oh, and you know what that looks like?" I question her, smirking slightly.
"What? Pshhhhh no…," she sheepishly replies. "You're a guy. There's weird gay fanfiction about you. You should know what it's like."
"It's not visual though!" I complain.
"Then make it visual," she turns to me and winks. "You're going to New Jersey. Jerome's there. Make Merome happen."
"You're allowing me to do this?" I ask her.
She smiles, "I'm giving you 100% assurance you can do this."
The line in front of us starts to progress and I let out a cheer. "PRAISE THE GODS!" I throw my hand up and hit the roof of the car, me letting out a whine. "FUCK THAT HURT OH MY GOD IM NEVER DOING THAT AGAIN!"
I did do it again in the future. But let's not talk about that now.
~Time skip~
We were done out giant stash of junk food by the time we got to my parent's house. It was dark out and Claudia was sleeping against the car door, the only thing supporting her being a seatbelt. I smile and look at her, then proceed to get out of the car. I go to her side of the car, opening the door. Her head droops slightly, but the seatbelt kept her in. I shake her slightly, telling her to wake up.
Her response was pushing me away and facing the other way.
"Fine," I mutter. "Be that way." I close the door, walking towards my childhood house. I smile as I reach the porch, hearing muffled sounds of my family talking. I ring the doorbell, everything like it was just yesterday. The sounds stop for a moment and I hear quick footsteps approaching the door. The wooden door opened and I was greeted with a huge hug from my mom.
"Mitch!" she screams a little into my hoodie. She breaks the hug and ruffles my hair. "Where's your special lady fri- girlfriend?"
"Well, uh-," I get cut off by Claudia who apparently did get out of the car and hid behind me. She pops her head out and gives my mom a smile.
"I'm here!" she lets out a wave. "I'm Claudi-."
"Oh yes! Mitch has told us all about you. Anyway, it's cold out here, c'mon in!" my mom greets her. Claudia gives me a look and a double chin smile as my mom turns away, causing me to laugh. Oh lord, this is gonna be one hell of a weekend.
(end of part one of this chapter because im lazy as shit)
A/N: Ayyy, I forgot to update oh my god. . I had this chapter ready about 2 weeks ago and I thought I posted it, I am a giant douche pickle I am so sorry. I'll update more soon, I'm just being a lazy piece of fuck.
