Chapter 3~ Hey all!! This is chapter 3!! And I don't own JJ, Rox, or Meg, or anyone else mentioned in here so yeah!! However, I wouldn't mind owning JJ. Ok, I did not say that!! Lol!! Anywho, thanks for all the reviews so yeah!! Lol!! I'm really hyper right now, but everyone probably already knows that so yeah. Keep reviewing please!! And if anyone watches American Idol 2, vote for Josh Gracin! U guys probably don't even care about American Idol do you? No. Ok..but Josh Gracin is hot so yeah! Anywho, here's the stupid story and I apologize in advance for it being so bad!! Yeppers!! Here's the story now! Bye!

*~*Roxanne's POV*~*

                The minute Meg mentioned Sam at the dinner table everyone grew quiet and a faint tension grew throughout the room. "Dad, just because he looks different doesn't mean that he shouldn't have the same rights as us." Meg protested to Mr. Pryor's exaggerated sighs. You could tell that he didn't want to mess with his daughter's nonsense protesting. It was that simple. He just didn't care and in my opinion, why should he? Nobody would do anything about the rights of colored people. Especially on this side of town; nobody even wanted Sam going to East Catholic except Meg.

                Meg didn't care whether Sam was white or black. She was just friends with him because of who he was. The line between black and white just wasn't visible to her. She didn't see people for their colors; she saw them for them. Sometimes I wished I could be like that but quite frankly I would never be like that. I'm superficial, as many people think, or as I prefer to be called, I'm just normal. Yeah, I don't think colored people should go to school on this side of town, that doesn't make me a bad person though. It just makes me normal. Meg, on the other hand, is just too much of a goody goody. Nevertheless, she's my best friend and will always be my best friend.

                Everyone stared at me when I let out a large breath which I didn't notice I'd been holding in. I was waiting for Mr. Pryor to say something to Meg. I was waiting for him to yell at her because she was defending Sam but he didn't. He didn't say anything. He did, however, have look of frustration on his face. A look of anger; he looked as if he was going to blow his stack. My only mental message was for Meg to get out of the dining room and to go somewhere else, because if she didn't she was going to be in some serious trouble.

                The table was silent, daring Meg or her father to say something to each other. Even Patty, or loudmouth which ever you like to call her, was silent for once. Will was just playing with his food because he's too young to really know what was going on, and JJ was wide-eyed and looking to his mother. Nobody could dare to believe that Meg had brought up the issue of political rights among colored people at the dinner table. The Pryor's hated to talk about stuff like that anyway because it always got Mr. Pryor worked up, but the dinner table was a place for non important chatting such as talking about what happened at school or bandstand that day.

                Finally Meg spoke. "May I be excused?" She glanced to me as she stood up. I just shrugged. I wasn't going to leave the table yet, I wasn't done eating. In fact I hadn't even taken a bite. All I had did was taunt Patty with green beans while she shrieked like she was afraid of them. Mrs. Pryor nodded to her daughter and I watched as Meg picked her plate up and walked into the kitchen.

                "Roxanne." Mrs. Pryor spoke in a soothing yet serious tone. I turned to look at her. "Would you like to be excused?"

                I shook my head. "No, I mean if that's ok with you, I'll stay here and finish my dinner." I began to talk some more, this time about random stuff that nobody cared about. "So if it's ok, I will stay here and finish my din…" I didn't get to finish my last sentence because Mr. Pryor interrupted me.

                "Roxanne," He stated seriously, "it is fine, you can stay here and finish your dinner. You don't have to do everything Meg does while you're here."

                I shrugged and then smiled. "Ok. Thanks." Meg came out of the kitchen and walked up the steps at that moment. Chances are she was going to go upstairs and in her room to listen to music, to dance, and pine over Luke. She always did one or all of those three things when she was mad at her parents, or mad at anyone.

                After that the dinner table grew more chatty and the tension let up quickly. I shot a sly glance at the people surrounding me and in a moment of what I guess was hyperness, craziness, or stupidityness I picked up my spoon and made sure there were several green beans in it. I don't know what came over me in that minute but I pulled my spoon back a little and then focused my gaze on JJ. That was when I let go of the spoon.

                I watched as the green beans sailed across the table and across the other food. It hit JJ right on the tip of his nose. We all just kinda sat there for a minute. Then I couldn't take it any longer and I burst out laughing. That was food fight number 2. The sad thing was that I had started both of them. At the same time it was pretty funny though. Still laughing I glanced around at my companions and they too, all except for Mr. Pryor, were laughing. Even JJ had somehow managed to find the humor in the green bean fiasco.

                The next minute I found myself on the floor and JJ on top of me. I laughed as I struggled to push his arms away from me but they were already around my waist beginning to tickle me. He pushed my light green sweater up and I felt it brush against my skin as he pulled it higher. This was an odd feeling; I felt myself begin to blush as JJ's strong hands lightly grazed my navel and my stomach. He wiggled his fingers in an attempt to tickle me all the while I enjoyed it. His touch was so warm and caring.

                I laughed as he began to press harder and this time it actually tickled. "JJ," I begged, "stop." My begging was all in good humor. If JJ's touch was actually bothering me I would have told him but I was enjoying it. Every minute of it I loved. "JJ." I laughed again. "When I get up, you're going to get it!" As an answer he moved his hands to the back of my neck and lightly began to tickle it. It sent chills down my back and I shivered. What was this I was feeling? Whatever it was I'd never felt it before. Maybe, I was starting to like JJ? No, that couldn't be it. He was my best friend's brother.

                I lay there struggling to get JJ off of me and liking him on me at the same time, while wondering how long Mr. and Mrs. Pryor were going to let this go on. My question was answered as I heard the anger in Mr. Pryor's voice. "JJ, get off of her." That's when it struck me that Mr. Pryor was mad. He was really mad that we had ruined dinner. "JJ, now."

                JJ still didn't move and something made me wonder if he was enjoying this as much as I was. I tried to sit up with him on me and in a split second our faces were right by each other and I could feel his warm breath on my face. I looked into his eyes and he glanced back at my own. We just kinda stayed like that for a few seconds while we studied each other faces. Oh, how it would be wonderful to kiss those lips of his. "JJ. Roxanne." Mrs. Pryor spoke now obviously disliking the closeness of us.

                JJ didn't make any notion to move so I broke my gaze with him and leaned over to his ear. "JJ," I whispered quietly and tilted my head upright so he'd look up to see both his parents peering over at us.

                "Oh. Right." He grinned and got up. Then he pulled me up.

                "You are so going to get it!" I crooned and pinched him. That only got me a look from Mr. Pryor that made me burst out laughing. I couldn't believe he was seriously angry at me for ruining dinner. It wasn't like I meant too. It was just an accident, sorta. I turned and ran up the stairs and into Meg's room.

                Meg looked at me like I was insane when I entered her room through the door and the beads that hung where the door was at. Then again, I would look at me as if I were insane too. Especially if I ran through a door laughing hysterically.

A/N~ That's the end of chapter 3!! Should the next chapter be Roxanne telling Meg her secret that she was hiding, or should it be JJ's POV? You guys, the reviewers, get to pick so go you guys! Anywho, sorry that it sucked!! Please REVIEW tho!! Byebye now!!