ROAD TRIP

Chapter Eleven - Roll With The Gangsters

Carly came out of the bathroom wearing Jason's t-shirt, the same one she slept in the night before.

Jason lay on his back in the bed. He watched her walk past and into the adjoining room where Lulu was.

Carly saw a table pushed up against Lulu's door, fitting snug against the walls that made the narrow entryway, a barricade against anyone going in or out.

Carly busted up laughing.

"It's not funny!" whined Lulu

Carly came back in Jason's room and said, her voice amused, "Jase! You have her locked in."

He asked, "Did you expect me to stay up all night guarding the door?"

"Who are you trying to keep out? The Jackal? Milo? Or are you trying to keep Lulu in?"

"All of the above." Jason said

"She's eighteen."

He made a So what sound. "Your point?"

Carly smiled, closed the door to the adjoining room, then climbed into bed with Jason. "Oh, you're in over protective mode. How cute."

He said, "And you are in the wrong bed."

She curled up next to him and sighed. Jason smiled, despite himself.

IN THE NEXT ROOM, LULU sat Indian style on the bed. The television was turned to music videos.

She dialed Milo's cell phone.

"Hey," he said

"Having fun?" she asked

Milo answered, "Not hardly. Baby Jack is hyper as ever."

"Don't call me Baby Jack!" Spinelli complained, loud enough for Lulu to hear him over the phone. "Only Sunny Delight can call me Baby Jack."

"Shut the hell up, Baby Jack," Milo told him.

"You can't talk to me that way!" Spinelli cried

Suddenly Lulu heard wrestling and bodies hitting the floor.

"Get off me you big oaf! Ughhh, ahh, fine, fine, fine, I give up, Crazy Eyes. I mean, Milo. UNCLE!"

Milo came back on the line, "Sorry about that."

Lulu said, "I wish I could come over there but he is hawking my every move."

"Well, maybe when we get back home..."

"Yeah, maybe, we can hang out then." Lulu agreed. "Hey turn on MTV. I like this song."

(You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
save you from

your old ways


You play forgiveness

Watch it now ... here he comes!

He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman


Like you imagined when you were

young )

( The Killers)

Lulu sighed, thinking how it would be much more fun to be in the same room with her new friend Milo.

She said, "I never thought I would be looking forward to having Tracy as a guardian again. But a few days with Jason No Fun for you Morgan and you begin to see the world in a whole new light."

IN THE ADJOINING ROOM, Carly and Jason lay in the dark.

"You should go share a bed with Lulu," Jason said softly

"I'm comfy here." She scooted closer to him,

He groaned, with a grin on his face. "You are so bad."

"Always."

(Can we climb this mountain
I don't know
Higher now than ever before


I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let's take it easy


Easy now, watch it go

We're burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane that started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
and see the place where you used to live


When you were young ) ( The Killers)

Carly kissed his neck, lingering long enough to make his body come to attention, then said softly "Sleep well."

Her eyes closed and Jason lay there trying to push erotic thoughts from his mind.

Just a game, Jason told himself. Carly testing me for the hell of it. Nothing to get worked up about.

He swallowed. Minutes ticked by. He hoped she had fallen asleep.

A while later, his breathing slowed, he was starting to drift off.

Carly joked softly, her words drifting into his ear, "I know something fun we could do..."

"Do. Not. Say. It."

She chuckled.

He opened his eyes, glancing over at her, she was gazing at him with equal parts flirting and adoration in her eyes.

For Carly, just to be here alone with him was a thrill for her, something to store away in her memory and relive later. A small moment with her boy on the side, yet it meant much more than the grand romantic gestures other men had done for her.

Carly whispered, "You so want to."

"But we aren't going to," he said.

Carly sighed, the sweet sound making his heart ache.

Jason rolled toward her, placing his hand on her hip. Slowly his thumb moved in a small circle.

Something inside of her unknotted, as the comforting gesture linked them together, two best friends in love in the dark together.

(They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet
You don't have to drink right now


But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while ) ( The Killers)

ACROSS THE HALL, Milo sat on one bed while Spinelli was on the other bed.

"This just don't make sense, man." Spinelli said "The Blonde One liking you over me. Look at me."

Milo gave him a annoyed look.

"I'm a hottie!" Spinelli said "The muscles, the brooding bad boy vibe, the air of genius that surrounds me."

Milo turned up the television to drown him out. The music video shouted at them the Weird Al Yankovic song, White and Nerdy, "I wanna roll with
The gangsters!


But so far they all think I'm too

white n' nerdy


Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy


I'm just too white n' nerdy
Really, really white n' nerdy!"

Spinelli jumped up and started busting hip hop moves"See I can dance to! Look at me get down with my bad self!"

His gyrations blocked the TV.

"You make a better door than window," Milo said grumpily.

"What, Newman?"

Milo stood up. "You and your freakin nicknames are working my last nerve."

Spinelli danced away, dodging Milo who tried to grab him.

"Stand still, you little runt." Milo said

Spinelli started doing the cabbage patch.

Weird Al sang, "Happy days is my favorite theme song
I can sure kick your butt in a game of ping pong

I'll ace any trivia quiz you bring on
I'm fluent in Java Script, as well as Klingon!

They see me roll on

my Segway


I know in my heart they think

I'm white n' nerdy


Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy


Can't you see I'm white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!"

Milo asked, "Are you on some kind of medication that you have been skipping?"

"How harsh! You need to toke on a smoke and chill," he drug the word out "Newman."

"That's it! You're getting handcuffed to the toilet."

Spinelli scurried away, jumping over one bed. Milo darted around the end of it and tried to catch him.

Spinelli jumped on the next bed, bouncing up and down. "Relax, man!"

"I'm nerdy in the extreme and whiter than sour creme
I was in AV club, Glee club and even the chess team!


Only question I ever thought was hard
Was do I like Kirk or do I like Picard?


I spend every weekend
at the renaissance fair
I got my name on my under wear!

They see me strollin'
They laughin'
And rollin' their eyes

'cause
I'm so white n' nerdy


Just because I'm white n' nerdy
Just because I'm white n' nerdy
All because I'm white n' nerdy


Holy cow I'm white n' nerdy!"

Spinelli bounced off the bed. Milo took out his gun.

Spinelli froze.

"Are you going to calm down now?" Milo asked

"Yes, sir."

Milo put the gun away and said, "Okay, lets just go to sleep."

Spinelli started dancing again

"I wanna bowl with
the gangsters


but oh well it's obvious I'm
white n' nerdy


Think I'm just too white n' nerdy
Think I'm just too white n' nerdy


I'm just too white n' nerdy
Look at me I'm white n' nerdy!"

Milo shook his head in frustration as Spinelli danced around the room. It was going to be a long night.