AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yes to all DARKDESTINY wrote. Good job, LOL! By the way, Ray was Chris' friend's name. I watched Walking Tall again and I picked out who is who. Brianna is the girl in the blue outfit, Marty is the black guy that was on the bleachers and Joe is the guy who told Chris where they got the Crystal Meth. REVIEW!

Pete tripped and fell, causing Jen and Paul to fall as well. They ended up opening the door wider and fell inside the kitchen. The adults all looked at them, sprawled on the kitchen floor.

"Hi, mom," Pete sang, as he looked at her face. He quickly stood up and helped the other two up as well.

"WHAT are you guys doing," Michelle asked.

Paul stalled, "We were…"

"Playing tag," Jenny improvised. The other two nodded. "And then we all, we all," she looked back at them for answers.

Pete took the story from there, "Paul and I were trying to run from Jen because she was it, you see? Then we tripped on the chair leg and fell into the kitchen door. Jen tripped over us and then she fell too."

"Yeah! Yeah," Paul and Jenny agreed in unison.

"Nice try," Deni smiled.

"Deni, Ray, this is our neighbor, Jenny," Michelle said. "And this is her childhood friend, Paul." They all said hi and Michelle got back to scolding them. "You kids should just, stay in Pete's room for now. And I trust that nothing bad happens with you." She looked at Jenny, "Honey, I don't know how you put up with these two. But whatever you're doing to keep Pete out of trouble, keep it up." Jenny smiled and Pete directed them to his room.

"Who's Jay," Paul asked.

"Some casino owner slash drug dealer slash richest person in this town. One time he sold Joe some grimy stuff and I tried it. I ended up being knocked out."

"Then what happened," Paul asked.

"My uncle, Chris, the one downstairs… Well, to put it briefly, he kicked his ass. But man I can't believe he's back, you know?"

"Not really," Jenny said. "I'll worry when I see him."

"Dang, moody," Paul teased. However Jenny was not amused, "You think he'll hurt us?"

"Nope," Pete replied. "I think he wants to get back at my uncle. But still, we should watch where we're going, alright guys?"

"Wh-what do you think they're going to do," Jenny asked. "They look pretty serious in the kitchen."

"No idea," Pete said. "But that's just adults, they're always serious. Well, I don't know about you guys but I'm hungry. You guys want anything to eat?"

"Sure," Paul said.

"Nope," Jenny replied.

"Why aren't you ever hungry," Paul asked. "Are you dieting, cause I think you're mad skinny already."

"Paul can you shut up," Jenny asked, irritably.

Paul looked at her, "Alright… would you feel better if I called you a cow?"

She put her hands over her hips, "I am one though."

"Who tells you these things," Pete asked, looking at her with an 'are-you-crazy' kind of look.

"I tell myself these things," she lied.

"So you're just going to starve yourself until you weigh what you want to?"

"No. I'm on the fat flush diet. You know? When you drink cranberry juice," she lied again. What else was she supposed to say? 'I haven't eaten a real meal for weeks and when I do eat, I throw it all up.'

"You're fine the way you are," Paul said. "Goodness, Jen."

"Alright guys, no fighting," Pete tried to lighten the mood. "I'm going downstairs to get food and we're ALL eating."

"Yeah Jenny," Paul commented.

"Shut up," she said, slapping his face.

"OW!"

"Hi Pete," Brianna said when she saw Pete and Paul walk into the gym. They were picking up Jenny, but she was still practicing while Brianna was already finished.

"Brianna," he nodded.

After a couple more moments of silence she started to talk again, "Who's your friend?"

Paul introduced himself, "I'm Paul."

She sighed and rolled her eyes. "So anyway, Pete, I haven't seen you around lately. Busy?"

"You could say that." Pete replied. He smiled as he saw Jenny walk over to them. "What's up?"

"What are you guys doing here," she asked before taking a sip of water from the water bottle.

"We were in the neighborhood," Paul said.

"So anyway, guys," Brianna said loudly to catch their attention. "Party this Saturday at my house, Pete, you can bring one guest there. Guess one of you is staying home alone. Pete, you know the way to get there. Bye guys."

"She is so weird, Pete," Paul said, shaking his head. "So who are you bringing? Cause if it was me, I would have to pass that offer down."

"What about you," he said, nodding towards Jenny.

She put her hands up, "Don't look at me. I don't want to go either."

"Well, I don't want to go by myself!"

"Bring Paul," Jenny said. "He needs to socialize." She put her hands on his shoulders.

"No I don't," Paul protested. "Where are you going to be, anyway?"

"I have a date," she smiled proudly. She watched as Paul's and Pete's mouths dropped. "Please, hold in the excitement, really."