Disclaimer: I don't own these characters. I do, however, own Jessica Nale.

Lizzie couldn't stop herself from laughing, even though she thought it was gross. "Don't you think you have enough condiments on that hot dog?" Her, Jessica and Gordo looked down and saw my hand dripping with ketchup, mustard, relish…pretty much everything that you could put on a hotdog.

"Well, I paid 2.50 for it. I might as well get a lot for that kind of price." The vendor gave me a weird look. I smiled at him before ignoring him completely. I licked off a part of my hand, as if it did any good. "Needs more pickles!"

"How are you so thin?" Gordo asked.

"It's a gift, I suppose," I replied.

"Looks good," Jessica said as she began to scoop change out of her pocket. "I'll take one."

"See, why can't you guys have the balls to try something new, like her?" I asked. While Gordo made a face just thinking about eating the messy hotdog, Lizzie rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, Jessica has a lot of things," She said to herself, just loud enough for all of us to hear her.

I began to wonder what had gotten into her. I wasn't used to seeing her so bitchy. It definitely had something to do with Jessica, since she seemed to be the focus of all her rude comments. I wanted to ask what was going on, but I was afraid that she might snap at me. Instead, I decided to change the subject.

"So, what should we do next?" I asked.

"We could go see a movie," Gordo suggested.

"Fun. I'm in," Jessica said. She was in the middle of pouring ketchup on her hotdog.

"Here, let me help you with that," I offered, noticing that she was doing it all wrong. "I'm an expert on super messy hotdogs." I held her hand as she continued to pour, guiding her along the hotdog. I can't remember what the softest thing I'd ever felt in my life was, but I knew it could never compare to the feeling of her tanned skin. I wasn't sure, but for a second there, I could have sworn that we were both having a moment. I was quick to shake the thought away. "You know, not too many people realize the skill that's needed to properly dress a hotdog with toppings?" I asked, trying so desperately to make conversation.

"Really?" Jessica asked, sounding rather fascinated.

"I guess that's why the ketchup has been dripping onto your shoes for the past 15 seconds," Gordo interrupted.

"Huh?" I looked down and saw that my feet were a mess.

"Ok, you guys have wasted enough. Get out of here!" The vendor yelled.

"Wow, that guy is mean," said Jessica.

"That's the last time I ever shop at that establishment," I said, trying to sound all important. "So, how about that movie?"

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The movie had been playing for about 5 minutes by the time we walked in. We were lucky to fin 4 empty seats available since the theater was so packed.

"After you," I said politely to Lizzie. I would have gone to sit next, but I had to juggle with the drinks and snacks.

"Here, let me help you, Miranda," Jessica said to me. Her eyes locked on mine after we both tried to grab the falling bag of licorice.

"Oops," I said. I finally broke eye contact to pick it up. When I stood up, I saw that Gordo had taken my seat. It was for the best, I figured. The further away Lizzie had to sit from her cousin, the better. I went to sit down next, that way Jessica was on the end.

The movie was boring and I could almost see my attention span dissipating before my eyes. It was a terrible idea to make a soap opera into a movie. Anything good I ever said about "Passions", I took back. I thought that something filled with so much drama would be a bit more entertaining.

"I'm on death row for a crime I didn't commit," said Eve. "Julian you have to save me!"

"I will, but first, I have a shocking and unexpected confession to make. I'm not Julian. I'm none other than Antonio Lopez-Fitzgerald," he said after pulling off his mask

"Oh my God, I never saw that coming. I'm so excited. This movie is definitely worth the 8.50 we paid," I said with no enthusiasm.

"But Antonio, I thought you were dead!"

"Wasn't I, Eve? Wasn't I?"

"Yes…yes you were. I remember"

"Oh…wow…(coughs) Well, uh….this is awkward…"

"Could this movie be any lamer?" I whispered to Jessica.

"I don't want to stick around and find out. You know what?" She looked over at Gordo and Lizzie who looked barely conscious. "I think I had a bit too much to drink. I'm going to go to the bathroom…for a really long time…a long, long time."

I could tell that she was hinting for me to come with her. I don't know why I went. I mean, yes, the movie was boring beyond reason, but knew that Lizzie would have been more ticked off if she woke up and found us gone. I think it was because I looked at her and found I couldn't refuse her, even if I really wanted to. How do you say no to somebody like her?

"So…" I said nervously once we were in the washroom. The awkwardness came back and I felt like I had felt that morning when I had just met her.

"So…" she said back. "The…the washroom is nice!" Was she nervous too, I wondered. Not really a good conversation, but I took it.

"Yeah. They're very clean."

"Clean washrooms kick ass!"

"Totally…definitely. I agree with you." How stupid am I? I couldn't talk this way around every girl that made me giddy. Then again, I never thought I could get close enough to one of those girls. Jessica was definitely close, I noticed. My temporary lack of social skills didn't seem to turn her away for me. In fact…

God, how much trouble would I be in? I wondered. What if she woke up? What if she woke up and came in here. How freaked out would Lizzie be if she walked in and found me kissing her cousin?

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