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Chapter Eleven: Tradition
Disclaimer: Same as always.
We all have traditions with our friends. Some may include Friday night at the movies, Saturday Night parties, or basically anything that unites us together and makes us forget our troubles because we're with our friends. My tradition with Matt and Lanny was our Tuesday night Pizza dinner at Mario's which was located next to Johnny Rocket's in the mall's food court. We had started the tradition a week into sixth grade and had grown quite accustomed to it.
I sat in the booth with Matt and Lanny as we waited for our usual extra cheese and pepperoni pizza. Lanny sat across from Matt and I, observing the world as he usually did. Lanny would absorb so much information about his surroundings that it was truly amazing. While Lanny was making intellectual observations, Matt was folding napkins into different shapes. Lanny and Matt were two different people. Matt was your all around goofball who didn't have a care in the world, while Lanny was introspective and intellectual.
Mario's was a restaurant run by an all Italian family. It has a really friendly atmosphere to it and the food is wonderful, even better than my mom's cooking, which is quite amazing because no one can really top my mom's superior Italian cooking. The food had this euphoric taste to it. It leaves you wanting more because it tastes so good.
I couldn't help thinking about Gordo, is there even a minute when my thoughts don't involve him? I know it seriously sounds pathetic, but it's true. Oh well, I think my obsession is fun. "So, Lanny, what do you think of asking Carmen Roberto to homecoming," Matt asked suggestively. Carmen Roberto moved here in seventh grade from Guatemala. She's pretty nice, almost too nice. Not too nice in the way that it's fake, just too nice in the way that it's kind of creepy. She's really smart too and Lanny has had a crush on her since the end of eight grade. Lanny shrugged and looked at Matt weirdly.
"No Lanny! I mean, you've had a crush on her since, I don't know, but she's really nice and you're a great guy Lanny. Everybody loves you! Right, Melina," Matt asked as he cocked his eyebrow.
"Oh yeah, everyone loves you Lanny, not necessarily in an intimate way, but everyone loves you in a platonic way," I said in a drifting tone of voice as I took a sip from my soda.
It was kind of ironic how Matt looked out for Lanny, I mean, Matt is a very sheltered person and Lanny knows all of the dangers of the world. Matt didn't know what gay was until like sixth grade. I know I sound critical, but it's the truth, so be it. Matt probably hasn't felt depression because he's off in "Happy Land" and I'm living in the real world, it's kind of odd how we're so different and we're friends. Well, we kind of mesh well together. I mean, if we didn't mesh well together we wouldn't have become friends in fifth grade and stayed friends since.
"So, Matt, who are you going to ask to go to homecoming," I asked with a snicker and high-fived Lanny. Lanny's eyes lit up with mischief as Matt sat there like a goon.
"There's someone," he said nervously. His eyes started to dart back and forth. I could sense his fear.
"Oh really? Who? Anyone I know," I asked coyly. It was fun playing mind games with Matt, due to the fact that I would always win and winning and success are such great feelings.
"Nah, I mean, you won't," he said not looking me in the eye. I mentally laughed at his pathetic attempt to try and get the better of me. Okay buddy, I *will* find out.
"C'mon, I could track her down, ask if she'll go with you, and if she won't, I'll beat her face in," I chuckled. Lanny rolled his eyes for some inane reason. Matt sat, still like a goon, and didn't respond. He was so still he looked like a statue.
"Fine, we'll play the guessing game," I chuckled. Matt stared at me, as Tony Basil's "Mickey" played in the background.
"Taylor Campbell?"
"No, I don't like girls who dress like 'Buffy, the Vampire Slayer," he said seriously. I rolled my eyes; I always thought that he might have had a thing for her.
"Rita St. Claire?"
"You're kidding, right," he said raising an eyebrow. "It's not so hard to guess, Melina."
"Don't tell me you have a crush on Miranda, *again*?"
Lanny just sighed, the two of them were acting weird, weirder than normal which was quite frightening. Maybe he talks incessantly about a certain girl and I'm just oblivious because I'm off in "Gordo Land" where I want to marry Gordo and have his babies and live in a stylish mansion with him while Lizzie lives in cardboard box in the alley of an adult bookstore. Oh well, one can only dream of some great events.
"It's not even that important," Matt said shyly. I knew Matt was afraid of rejection, he always had been. "She probably wouldn't even go with me," he sighed as he took a bite of his pizza that had been delivered a minute ago to the table. "Ouch! It's hot," he screamed. "Anyway, she'll just be like, 'Oh, I only want to be friends with you'," he said in a falsetto voice.
Whoever this girl was, wasn't worth of Matt's time. She seemed like some pompous cheerleader who chewed gum loudly and blew bubbles with it. I looked at Lanny with a sad expression and he rolled his eyes. It was obvious something weird was going on. Lanny was being moody and Matt was a love sick puppy who was fawning over this goddess like girl who he thought he didn't have a chance with. Whoever this girl was, I was going to find her and beat her face in. I wonder who it could possibly be, oh well, I'll find out, I always do.
[A/N: Ah, yes, I haven't updated in awhile. I've been busy. As always please review with your thoughts thank you. Here is my thought, Melina is very stupid, yes, she is, if you catch my drift. *Nudge Nudge*]
Chapter Eleven: Tradition
Disclaimer: Same as always.
We all have traditions with our friends. Some may include Friday night at the movies, Saturday Night parties, or basically anything that unites us together and makes us forget our troubles because we're with our friends. My tradition with Matt and Lanny was our Tuesday night Pizza dinner at Mario's which was located next to Johnny Rocket's in the mall's food court. We had started the tradition a week into sixth grade and had grown quite accustomed to it.
I sat in the booth with Matt and Lanny as we waited for our usual extra cheese and pepperoni pizza. Lanny sat across from Matt and I, observing the world as he usually did. Lanny would absorb so much information about his surroundings that it was truly amazing. While Lanny was making intellectual observations, Matt was folding napkins into different shapes. Lanny and Matt were two different people. Matt was your all around goofball who didn't have a care in the world, while Lanny was introspective and intellectual.
Mario's was a restaurant run by an all Italian family. It has a really friendly atmosphere to it and the food is wonderful, even better than my mom's cooking, which is quite amazing because no one can really top my mom's superior Italian cooking. The food had this euphoric taste to it. It leaves you wanting more because it tastes so good.
I couldn't help thinking about Gordo, is there even a minute when my thoughts don't involve him? I know it seriously sounds pathetic, but it's true. Oh well, I think my obsession is fun. "So, Lanny, what do you think of asking Carmen Roberto to homecoming," Matt asked suggestively. Carmen Roberto moved here in seventh grade from Guatemala. She's pretty nice, almost too nice. Not too nice in the way that it's fake, just too nice in the way that it's kind of creepy. She's really smart too and Lanny has had a crush on her since the end of eight grade. Lanny shrugged and looked at Matt weirdly.
"No Lanny! I mean, you've had a crush on her since, I don't know, but she's really nice and you're a great guy Lanny. Everybody loves you! Right, Melina," Matt asked as he cocked his eyebrow.
"Oh yeah, everyone loves you Lanny, not necessarily in an intimate way, but everyone loves you in a platonic way," I said in a drifting tone of voice as I took a sip from my soda.
It was kind of ironic how Matt looked out for Lanny, I mean, Matt is a very sheltered person and Lanny knows all of the dangers of the world. Matt didn't know what gay was until like sixth grade. I know I sound critical, but it's the truth, so be it. Matt probably hasn't felt depression because he's off in "Happy Land" and I'm living in the real world, it's kind of odd how we're so different and we're friends. Well, we kind of mesh well together. I mean, if we didn't mesh well together we wouldn't have become friends in fifth grade and stayed friends since.
"So, Matt, who are you going to ask to go to homecoming," I asked with a snicker and high-fived Lanny. Lanny's eyes lit up with mischief as Matt sat there like a goon.
"There's someone," he said nervously. His eyes started to dart back and forth. I could sense his fear.
"Oh really? Who? Anyone I know," I asked coyly. It was fun playing mind games with Matt, due to the fact that I would always win and winning and success are such great feelings.
"Nah, I mean, you won't," he said not looking me in the eye. I mentally laughed at his pathetic attempt to try and get the better of me. Okay buddy, I *will* find out.
"C'mon, I could track her down, ask if she'll go with you, and if she won't, I'll beat her face in," I chuckled. Lanny rolled his eyes for some inane reason. Matt sat, still like a goon, and didn't respond. He was so still he looked like a statue.
"Fine, we'll play the guessing game," I chuckled. Matt stared at me, as Tony Basil's "Mickey" played in the background.
"Taylor Campbell?"
"No, I don't like girls who dress like 'Buffy, the Vampire Slayer," he said seriously. I rolled my eyes; I always thought that he might have had a thing for her.
"Rita St. Claire?"
"You're kidding, right," he said raising an eyebrow. "It's not so hard to guess, Melina."
"Don't tell me you have a crush on Miranda, *again*?"
Lanny just sighed, the two of them were acting weird, weirder than normal which was quite frightening. Maybe he talks incessantly about a certain girl and I'm just oblivious because I'm off in "Gordo Land" where I want to marry Gordo and have his babies and live in a stylish mansion with him while Lizzie lives in cardboard box in the alley of an adult bookstore. Oh well, one can only dream of some great events.
"It's not even that important," Matt said shyly. I knew Matt was afraid of rejection, he always had been. "She probably wouldn't even go with me," he sighed as he took a bite of his pizza that had been delivered a minute ago to the table. "Ouch! It's hot," he screamed. "Anyway, she'll just be like, 'Oh, I only want to be friends with you'," he said in a falsetto voice.
Whoever this girl was, wasn't worth of Matt's time. She seemed like some pompous cheerleader who chewed gum loudly and blew bubbles with it. I looked at Lanny with a sad expression and he rolled his eyes. It was obvious something weird was going on. Lanny was being moody and Matt was a love sick puppy who was fawning over this goddess like girl who he thought he didn't have a chance with. Whoever this girl was, I was going to find her and beat her face in. I wonder who it could possibly be, oh well, I'll find out, I always do.
[A/N: Ah, yes, I haven't updated in awhile. I've been busy. As always please review with your thoughts thank you. Here is my thought, Melina is very stupid, yes, she is, if you catch my drift. *Nudge Nudge*]