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Pete had just entered the house and tried to walk up the stairs before he was stopped by Michelle.

"Pete," she called, "Remember that family is coming to dinner tonight!"

Pete groaned, "Man, why do I have to stay?"

"Because we're neighbors and we're showing hospitality," Michelle replied, "Come on Pete, you promised!"

Chris walked through the kitchen, about to leave, "Bye Michelle," he ruffled Pete's hair, "See you later."

"Why don't he have to stay," Pete exclaimed.

"Why DOESN'T he have to stay," Chris corrected, "I have work, and I didn't promise anything. Bye." He left for work.

"But mom, that was before I had plans," Pete argued. He wanted to go back to Marty's house.

"Pete," Michelle yelled, "A promise is a promise. One day, you'll appreciate it."

"Yeah," Pete said, "But it's not today. MOM!"

"Pete," Michelle yelled once more, "You're staying!"

"I can't believe this shit," Pete mumbled, stomping his feet as he went up the stairs, "This is so fucking stupid!"

"What," Michelle asked, "SAY THOSE WORDS AGAIN!" She was answered by Pete slamming his bedroom door. She leaned back, with her weigh on the wall and closed her eyes.

DING-DONG

"PETE, THEY'RE HERE!"

"Whatever," he mumbled from his bedroom.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Cruz," Michelle smiled as she opened the door, "Come on in!" She looked over at the girl between them, "Oh! You must be Jennifer!" The girl smiled as the family walked in.

"Come into the dining room," Michelle said, leading the way.

"You have a nice house," Mrs. Cruz, Gloria, mused, looking around. As they sat down, they watched as Pete entered the room. He was about to sit across from Jennifer but when he looked at her closely; he changed his mind and sat next to her.

"So," Michelle said, placing the food on the table, "Why did you decide to choose this neighborhood?"

"Well, Jennifer has been training to be a gymnast ever since she could stand," Mr. Cruz, Andrew, began. "Well, a couple of months ago, her training paid off when a coach from here recognized her and told us that it would be better to train here."

"You're a gymnast," Pete asked.

"Yeah," Jennifer smiled.

"That's awesome," Pete replied, sounding interested.

The dinner continued with the grown-ups talking and Pete and Jennifer staring back and forth at each other. When they finished dinner, Michelle started to show Mr. and Mrs. Cruz a tour of the house.

"So, I bet you think this town is boring," Pete said.

"No," Jennifer replied slowly. Pete raised his eyebrow at her and smiled slyly, "OK, OK, I think it's boring."

"I thought so. What school are you going to?"

"Jefferson," she replied glumly.

"Please, hold in your excitement," Pete said sarcastically. "But, that's cool. I go to that school. You can hang with me and my crew."

"Your 'crew', eh," she smiled.

"You know: your friends, your companions, your acquaintances-"

"I'm not dumb. It's just that, you said 'crew'. I didn't know people here spoke like that. So what do you and your crew do, like, for fun?" She asked trying to hold in her laugher.

"We ride our bikes and we hang out in the football field and-" he was about to spill out the truth before he realized what he was about to say. He looked over at her, she was still hanging on his last word.

"And...?"

"You know, play football," he replied, though it sounded more like a question than an answer.

"Jenny," Gloria called. Mr. and Mrs. Cruz were waiting with Michelle for their daughter in the doorway.

"Bye," she said softly to Pete as she left.

"Wait," he said, running up to catch up with her. She turned around, "Come over tomorrow, I'll- show you around this place. Show you it's not as boring as it seems."

"Alright," she nodded, "But I highly doubt that you can make this place seem exciting."

"Watch me," he declared. He and Michelle watched the family leave before they headed back inside.

"You seemed like you enjoyed their stay," Michelle teased, "Especially Jennifer's stay."

"Mom, puh-lease," he denied, helping her clean up the table. Michelle rolled her eyes.

Author's Note: OK, that was chapter two. Next chapter will be posted sooner than this one was.