Chapter four
This chapter is really long.
Dea decided to let everyone sleep at her house.
Everyone was sitting on Dea's living room floor in a circle.
Everyone was in their pajamas.
"Okay, since this is my house, I'll go first." Dea said.
"I was a good student. My parents were the best, but my dad died in a car accident when I was 6. Anyway, I used to be smart, too. But when I just turned 13, I didn't care about grades anymore, so my grades went down the tube."
"My grades went down because no one, not even my mom will see them. Every time when I come home with a report card with straight A's, my mom would say, "That's nice" without even looking at them. She's too busy talking on the phone about some guy she works with, so if I bring home bad grades, mom would notice, but she's too busy to look. I was so angry, so mad, that I almost killed myself. I…"
"HOW COULD YOU DO THAT, DEA! SURE, YOUR MOTHER IS TOO BUSY TO LOOK AT YOUR TRANSCRIPTS, BUT…BUT…KILLING YOUSELF! THAT IS NO EXCUSE FOR YOU TO KILL YOURSELF!" Double Dee yelled.
There was silence.
"My apologies. I get so angry when someone tries to kill themselves."
"It's okay." Dea said, smiling.
"Anyway, I almost killed myself. I almost committed suicide. I was going to jump of a 50 foot bridge, but before I did it, I was like, 'Why am I doing this?', so I stepped off the bridge and went home. A week later, my mom lost her job, so she has more time to spend time with me and listening to me for once."
"That story was great, Dea." Double Dee said.
"I'm next."
"You guys think that I have a perfect life. You guys think that I have perfect parents, perfect grade average? Well, you're wrong. In fact, you don't even know the half of me. Ever since I started Kindergarten, I never pay attention. A lot of people call me 'Crazy Ed' because I was too crazy in class. It was the status quo until the third grade I saw the sticky note written by my parents, saying that I should go see the school psychologist. I went there, and the rest was a blur, and the next thing I knew, I was good, so good that my grades went up. I really tried to cooperate with the teachers, instead of heeding their subjects. I was a brand new me. Also, you think that I also have perfect parents, well you're wring also! I don't even know what my parents look like! We communicate through sticky notes! I would always bring the computer to the table, so me and my parents can instant message me through dinner. We communicate through that also. My parents were always busy."
"I'm sorry, Double Dee." Marty said.
Double Dee smiled.
"My turn! My turn!" Ed said.
"Go ahead, Ed." Dea said.
"Yay!" Ed said, jumping up and down.
"I loved buttered toast! The end."
Everyone gave Ed a blank stare.
"Wow, Ed. Six words. That's a very good story." Double Dee said.
"Thank you. Thank you very much." Ed said.
"I'm up!" Marty said.
"I was smart ever since I was in preschool. My I.Q. now is 161. Me and Dea met by instant messaging. My friend told me that she met a new friend online, so she suggested that I should go to the website and meet Dea. I met her and we became friends. We met in person in a month. We hang out together. Heck, you can even say that we're like sisters! When I saw her bras, bikinis, and other expensive girl stuff, I was like, 'Damn she's lucky!', but I didn't like her because of her stuff, I like her because of her sense of humor, and her great personality."
"A few years later, I changed. Like when Dea meets another girl, I will be afraid that Dea will hang out with that girl more than me, so I told the girl to get lost! Dea said that I need to chill out or we're not hanging out anymore. I chilled out. It took a lot of guts, but I chilled out, and I'm a lot better. I'm not jealous anymore."
Marty looked at Dea and said, "Please forgive me, Dea."
"Of course I'll forgive you." Dea said.
Dea and Marty started hugging each other.
"Okay Eddy. Your turn." Dea said.
Eddy took a deep breath, and began his story.
"My mom was a stay at home mom, until I was born, so she goes to work now, and my dad gets to stay and watch me ever since he lost his job. I don't know why, but I'm scared of him. He's big, he's strong, I'm just scared of him no matter what he does, and my brother…and my brother…"
"What about your brother Eddy?" Double Dee asked.
"Isn't he in Malibu living in his mansion?"
"That was a lie to cover up the truth." Eddy said sadly.
Everyone gasped.
"Where is your brother Eddy?" Dea asked in a serious ton
Eddy took a deep breath and told everyone the story about his brother.
(Flashback to when Eddy was little.)
It all started when Eddy was two, way before he met Ed and Double Dee.
When Eddy was two, he couldn't even say his R's right.
Eddy gets the W's and R's mixed up.
"Hey, Nick, I want ice cweam!" Eddy said, tugging Nick's pants.
Nick and Eddy were walking home.
"It's almost dinnertime, but I guess we can get some ice cream." Nick said, holding Eddy's hand.
"It's a free country isn't it?"
Eddy and Nick were three yards away from the ice cream store when Eddy and Nick bumped into some big, scary, ugly, bullies.
They had 15 rings on their fingers.
They were called the ally thugs because they beat up other people and they're always lingering in the ally.
"Cough up the money." One of the ally thugs said.
This guy's name is Pierce.
He's the shortest of the three thugs, he has a tough New York accent, and he has a deep voice.
"W-What did you say?" Nick asked, shivering.
"HE SAID COUGH UP THE MONEY, FOOL!" Another ally thug said.
This guy's name is Mr. T because he sounds like Mr. T. He's very tall, and he has been held back 5-10 times.
"Let's go! We don't have all day! Guve justo nosotros el dinero ya!" The last ally thug said.
This last ally thug's name is Tito, he has a Mexican accent, and as you probably guessed, he talks in English and Spanish.
He's smart, it's just that when he bullies someone else, he doesn't act smart, but he's good, and smart on the inside.
"I don't have the money." Nick said.
"How about your little Rugrat over there?" Pierce said.
"Let's steal money from this fool!" Mr. T said.
"Esto es perfecto, Mr. T!" Tito said.
"You leave me and my bwother alone!" Eddy said.
"If you ranna steal money fwom my bwother, you'we going to have to go thwough me!"
"Yeah, and what are you going to do about it, pequeno hombre?" Tito asked Eddy in a low voice.
Eddy took a very big breath, and then he started to hold his breath until his face turns blue.
"Nice combat, little bro." Nick muttered.
"Su pequeno hermano es tan stupido! We got 'em just where we want 'em." Tito said.
The three teenage thugs grabbed Nick by the shoulders, and they were walking with Nick.
"Where are you taking me?" Nick asked.
"None of your fuckin' business!" Pierce said
. "We're not going anywhere, fool!" Mr. T said.
"So we are not going anywhere right?" Nick asked.
"No, we're going to oblivion, OF COURSE WE'RE GOING SOMEWHERE, STUPIDO!" Tito yelled.
That was the last time Eddy saw and heard from his older brother, Nick.
"That was the last time I ever heard and saw from him." Eddy said.
Eddy started to cry.
Dea patted Eddy on the shoulder and said, "Its okay pookie pie. How about we go into the kitchen and make my mom's cookies. Extra chocolate chip. Would you like that?" Dea asked.
Eddy nodded.
Dea and Eddy went into the kitchen, holding hands.
"They are a sweet couple aren't they?" Marty said.
"They sure are." Double Dee said.
"I almost forgot! I have to call home now. I have to ask mother and father if I'm going to the national spelling bee. Pardon me Dea, but can I use your phone?" Double Dee asked.
"Sure, over there by the counter." Dea said, making cookies.
Eddy was helping Dea making the cookies.
He felt a lot better now.
Double Dee went by the counter, and there was the phone.
Next to the counter, there was a stool and there was a black phone on the stool.
Double Dee picked up the phone and dialed his number.
"Hello? Yes mother, it's me, Eddward. I'm sleeping over at Dea's house…yes, the girl I was talking to you about…yes…uh-huh. Is it okay that if I go to Washington D.C. to participate in the national spelling bee? I could? Thank you. I'll call you and father every single day. Good-bye."
Double Dee hung up, went into Dea's living room, and said, "Mother and father said yes, and here's the riveting part: the permission said that I can bring four friends to Washington with me. Dea, Ed, Marty, and Eddy…that's four people! Please guys, I really want you guys to accompany me during this journey, and did I mention that we'll be staying at a four star hotel because I'm going to be in the spelling bee?"
Everyone's head shot up.
"Did you say hotel? I love hotels!" Marty said.
"It's a good thing I made these cookies then." Dea said, laughing.
"Cheers to Double Dee."
"To Double Dee!" Everyone else said, raising their cookies.
"I'll get the coffee." Dea said, going into the kitchen.
Everyone had a good time, eating cookies, and drinking lots of coffee.
They had the time of their lives.
Told you this chapter was really long! Next chapter will be when everyone is taking a trip to Washington D.C. Please R&R!
