A/N Heyyy! Um something random to say: My family were watching a Blondie music video, and there was this Native American in a bush, and my mum says, "Why is there a Native American in the bush?" and we all said, "because it's a bush Maori". Lol don't ask. Anyway, Disclaimer: I only own all the stuff I said before, and please don't steal is 'cause that's not nice, yada yada yada, you all get the idea :D


My family was watching my face with interest. I did NOT have the time for this."What?" I asked. "What are you all looking at?" Then we heard a far away crash, and an angry shout of, "I'm a bounty hunter, so get the FUCK outta my way!" LULA!

"LULA!" I screamed as the big black woman stormed into my hospital room. What is this, a party? Because I sure as hell ain't cleaning up! "Hey, girl!" Lula said, smiling. "I ain't seen you in 3 whole years. I bought your ass sum McDonalds, 'cause that hospital shit don't taste too good, y'know?" I think Lula was talking, but I couldn't take my eyes off the bag of steaming McDonalds. California has done great things for me, but taking away my cravings for junkfood isn't one of them. Besides, that probably wouldn't be a good thing.

"Gimme the bag!" I said. Lulas be damned, I would do anything for that bag!

"Uh uh UH!" Lula was smiling. Damn her to HELL! Although I probably wasn't far behind. "Say the magic words."
"Are they: Gimme the bag or I'll shoot you?" Lula wasn't smiling now. I think she believed me. Her and the rest of the goddamed room. "Not exactly, but for your skinny white ass, I guess I can make an exception, on account of-"
"JUST GIMME THE BAG!" Lula handed me the bag and I devoured a 20piece McNuggets withing 6 seconds. I earned this, I kept telling myself. On account of... oh STUFF it! I wanted the McDonalds, I deserve the McDonalds, and by God I am going to HAVE the McDonalds! Now everyone was looking at me weirdly. What? Did I have a bug in my hair?

Morelli broke the painful silence by saying, "Well, isn't this the Stephanie we've all become accustomed to?" I couldn't tell if it was sarcastic, but honestly, I couldn't care less. I'd probably fucked up our relationship more than enough.

"Ok, people, out now. I need sum alone time with me and Mr. Cheeseburger,". I know, I know, I'm a slob. But God graced me with a great bod when I hit California, why not fill it up like He (most likely) intended?

Even to me, that logic sounded like crap.


A/N Yeah, I know it's short, but who really cares? I mean, come on! Besides, the next chapter is from Melosa's (adorable) point of view. Random, eh? I'll show YOU random! Muhuahaha! You know the drill, people, please R & R like nice obedient slaves cough I mean free people. I said nothing about slaves.