The next morning, everyone sat down to breakfast. I sat down next to Stanley and Zero and stared at the table. Everyone was a little angry because I had woken them up so I was feeling guilty.
All of a sudden, the sound of a crashing car came from outside. We all jumped up and ran out the door.
We found my Chevrolet Corvette up against the curb across the street.
"Oh my gosh! What happened?" Stanley's mom said, as we all hastened to the car. We were greeted with the smiling and confused face of Twitch.
"Hey guys!" He smiled as he looked around the group. Then he turned back to my car. "Really nice car."
"You never change, do you, Twitch?" Twitch got smashed with hugs and he got a really hard one from me. I made him drive my car back into the driveway and inspect the damage. It wasn't too bad so everyone went back inside and we finished our breakfast.
This time, conversation rattled on. I wasn't listening to what they were saying. It was mainly about how many cars Twitch had hot wired and so on. As soon as I was done, I left the kitchen and went to Stanley's room.
Stanley's house was like my second house so a few of my things were in his room since there wasn't a guestroom.
I sat down in my chair, which had Stanley's jacket thrown over the top, and started to cry.
I heard the door open and Stanley walked in. My eyes were blurred with tears but I felt him pull me from my chair and wrap his arms around me.
"What's wrong, Deyna?" I sputtered out the things that were bothering me.
"My grandparents died, I got an A- in History, my dad's in jail, Twitch crashed my car and…and…" I broke off and sobbed again.
"And what?" He brought my face to look at him.
"Nothing." I looked down.
"It's not nothing. Tell me." He stared at me with his big brown eyes. (I'm a sucker for brown eyes.)
"Stanley! Deyna! Come on! We're going to the mall!" Gladly, I left the room and Stanley followed me.
My car was still drive-able so Stanley and Zero got in. Armpit held Twitch back from Mrs. Yelnat's Cherokee Jeep.
"Twitch, cut it out! You can only crash one car in one day."
"But, but, but!"
"Stanley, I think Mr. Itchy-Fingers needs to ride in your Plymouth." Twitch looked at the vehicle in question.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" X-Ray and Armpit dragged him, screaming to the car and dumped him into the back seat.
Stanley tossed Zig-Zag his keys so he could drive the Plymouth, and the rest of the group got into the Jeep.
When we arrived at the mall, I parked my Corvette next to Stanley's car.
"Pleeeeeeeease! Let me out of here!" Twitch looked like he was dying inside of the old car. Squid opened the door and he tumbled out. "THANK YOU!!"
We all went into the mall, but Twitch started to look a little sick.
"Twitch, are you okay?" He shook his head and asked to leave the mall to get some fresh air.
"Sure, Twitch. Just don't leave the parking lot." Stanley's mom patted his head as he left. Suddenly, it hit me.
"Stanley." I gulped. "We just sent Twitch outside, and there's a parking lot full of cars out there!"