Note: Two in one day? You people should worship me. Actually, you should thank my two best friend's, for going to Amish Country and leaving me nothing to do! Jess and Kat…you are both evil! Anyways, here is the next chapter. I love writing Joe. Thanks to all who reviewed! The reviews make me feel all funny inside. Haha. Enjoy.
June 12th
Dear Iola,
Yes, I agree with the apartment in New York part. That would be amazing.
And who is this man you want covered in honey? The tall guy on Supernatural? Were, and by were I mean Callie, Frank, Tony, Chet, Biff, and myself are sitting in the road outside Callie's house, listening to some neighbor's radio.
It's LFO. Can you believe that? Every Other Time.
It's a nice song. I like it. Has that summer beat, that summer sound…it's a summer song? The part about 'sitting on the park bench' reminded me of us. All those times...
Anyways, were in the road and Callie stole your letter and started going on about those two guys, something about you getting Sam and her getting Dean?
I really don't want to know.
So, do you want to know the closet aftermath?
That evening Mrs. Shaw let them out of the closet after we had all headed home, and twenty minutes before our mid night curfew.
Then Frank and Callie got us back. And, although they aren't sharing salvia and putting taken on their myspaces yet, they made it clear they don't need any help. At ALL!
So, Tony, Chet, Biff and I spent yesterday walking around town. Frank and Callie had declined to joining us, so after we finished making a crap load of jokes about the couple motioned above, the guys and I prowled around town. Marc's is fun. We then hung at Callie's in the evening, and then I headed home.
My whole room was covered in plastic wrap.
Everything, I mean EVERYTHING. Lamps, bed, table's, walls…
And, on my bed was a note.
"Thanks, but we don't need any help.-F & C."
You know how long it took me to get the plastic wrap off of everything.
Then Chet calls me.
They filled his room with packing peanuts.
Tony's was coated in bubble wrap.
Biff's was pink.
Scott's was silly stringed.
And, apparently our separate parent's helped them.
EVIL!
So, here we sit, the next day, in the road.
It's kind of nice, and sad. Time flies so damn fast…
Oh, the song changed. New Found Glory's, My Friend's Over You.
Frank and I are doing work at an Ice cream Stand a couple days a week, along with the rest of the gang. Today was Callie, Frank, and Tony's day, and Callie set the ice cream machine off. It was like on that episode of That's So Raven or Wizards of Waverly Place. It was pouring out of the machine…fortunately Frank was her knight in shining armor and fixed it. Then we got the joy of breaking out the mops and cleaning it all us. Chet was going to eat it, but Callie wouldn't let him.
And guess what? Tomorrow our gang is leaving for a day trip to NYC, baby. All day Friday. Then were hitting some parties on Friday night, and Saturday night.
This should be amusing.
I hope you had fun at COSI. What was the surprise? The sticker was awesome.
I'll catch you later babe,
Your revenge taken on radio listening road sitting best friend,
Joe.