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Chapter Thirteen

. Val's PoV .

Ten minutes is an eternity when some nineteen-year-old disturbed psychonut McDonald's drive thru teenager has a gun to your head.

I didn't ask whether it was loaded or not; I just drove.

Suddenly, I heard a loud crash behind me.

"Keep going," he said.

So I did.

Then I heard another crash.

And a third.

And a-

"What is that?" the dude asked. "Stop this damn thing."

I slowed down and pulled off the road. He looked out the window but then he turned back to me, putting even more pressure on the gun at my head.

"Who's back there, huh?" he asked.

"I-"

"Who's back there!"

I still stuttered and cried.

"You're gonna get shot, little girl," he said. "You or whoever's back there, so get out! Come on!"

He pulled me out on the road, gun still at my head. I looked up on the roof of the camper. I could've swore I saw someone-

"All right, come out!" he yelled to the camper door at the other end of us. "Come out, or Pinky gets shot!"

To my surprise, Will, Ronie, BJ, and Julie came out slowly in a line.

Something was up. Where's Clay and the others?

OoOoOh! So that's who I saw on the roof!

"You lied to me, Pinky," the dude said suddenly. "You lied! There are people back there! Well now, someone's gonna pay."

He clicked the gun and I jumped.

"All right!" he shouted. "Whoever's brave enough to step forward can have her."

Ronie stepped up.

"Let her go," she said.

"Don't think so!" the dude said.

Then he pointed the gun at Ronie.

BANG

I screamed; but when I looked up, she was standing! alive! Hey... what's that in her hand? She lowered what looked like a skateboard from her-

A skateboard?

Yes! I'm gonna live!

"You may not think so," Ronie said to the dude, "but I do. Me adn this skateboard are more deadlky than you and that gun."

A-men.

"Try me," he said.

Ronie just smiled and shrugged her shoulders.

Then, out of nowhere: "Kowabunga!"

Clay, Ana, and Jack jumped off the cmaper roof and pummelled us! Yay! I knew someone was up there!

Wait... Jack?

I scrambled away as they beat him to a pulp. Then Iwalked up to him as he cowered on the road.

"Butthead," I said.

Then I kicked him in the wee-wee.

Yes, I said 'wee-wee.'

I was watching cartoons the other day. shut up!

After I did that, I got back in the driver's seat and shut the door.

"Val-"

"Come on!" I said, cutting ronie off. "Vermont's only a few more hours away!"

"But-"

"Hurry up, get in!" I said. "Jack! Up front! S'ko! I wanna ski!"

. 3 hours later .

Jack and I sat in silence. He looked around, I looked around. I knew what he was thinking, but I tried to cover up my fear of the incident.

"Um, luv?" he said finally.

"Jack, I'm fine," I said as if it were reflex. "It's just another twisted thing that's happened in my life, like all of us meeting you. A-a-and Will. Him, too."

"Luv-"

"I mean, I'm okay... It's all just something to look back on and laugh at now... right?"

"Lass-"

"I almost got my head blown off, but thanks to you guys I'm alive, especially you."

"Darlin'-"

"And I know you probably still don't like me, Jack, but Iafter Alex kissed Liz, I still don't know what to do, and I'm not entirely sure, but I think I still-"

"LASS!"

"What!" I yelled. "I'm spillin' my guts to you and you-!"

"You missed the exit about a mile back," he said.

"Crap!

. Ronie's PoV .

One by one they all crashed and burned.

I was still awake up in my bunk, however, staring at the wall as I laid on my stomach.

I can't stop thinking about him now. He kissed me back.

What have I-

"Ronie?"

"Ah!"

I jumped, and Clay's head popped up from beside me.

"Geez, Clay," I siad. "What do you want?"

"Will you play Speed with me?" he asked quietly. "Ghetto Mama's asleep and Solitare was gettin' old."

I sighed.

"Sure, whatever. Get up here."

. 2 games later .

"Uh, Clay?"

"Yeah, Ronie?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"Shoot," he said.

"Do you really like Ana?" I asked.

"Well I did," Clay said. "But then I thought about what Mom would say and how the whole time thing is. Not lookin' too hot."

"Oh, well... when's... Brandon and Julie's wedding?"

"Well let's see..." he said, screwing up his face. "The day after I got back from England, so... today, tomorrow, and then wedding day."

I dropped some of my cards.

"We're three days away from the wedding and we're going on a ski trip?" I asked.

"Chill out, Ronie," he said. "It's probably just a thing to ease those premarital nerves."

"What the hell would you know about premarital nerves!" I yelled, staring at him in disbeleife.

He just looked at me.

"Ronie, what's up?" Clay asked slowly. "Is this about BJ?"

I put my head in my hands and sighed.

"God, don't even, Clay," I said. "This is not about Brandon."

"Are you-"

"I'm sure! Drop it! We moved on, remember? I'm just here for the ride..."

Clay put his cards down and looked at me.

"I never really moved on," he said. "I've always sort of liked you, ronie. I was just being lame about it, I guess."

I smiled a bit.

"You're so retarded, Clay," I laughed.

"Heh... thanks," he said. "That's what most people say."

"That's why I haven't killed you yet," I said, leaning towards him.

"Cool," he laughed.

"Thanks," I whispered.

"For what?"

Then I kissed him. Yes, I know. But I'm single. I can't mope over some guy I can't have (yet) while there are so many easily manipulated young fools out there such as Clay who happen to be really good kissers asI have mentioned before.

I took his shirt off. Damn! Someone's been working out.

"Ronie, stop," Clay said suddenly.

"Why?" I asked. "Thought you liked me?"

"Oh, sut the act, Ronie!" he yelled. "You're only doing this to forget how you feel about BJ! Well you'll never forget him because you, Miss Jealous-of-Julie, are in love with him! You know it, I know it, hell, we all know it! And it won't go away just because you kiss another guy! So wake and smell the enchiladas, Ronie; you're in love!"

I felt tears coming. Big time.

But I never - cry!

"So what?" I asked. "He moved on, why can't I?"

"Uh, hello! You're in love..."

"And he isn't?" I asked.

"Psh... BJ's blind if he can't see you," Clay said. "I myself think his eyes are wide open, but he's hidin' behind mirrored sunglasses."

"Huh?"

"Uh, what I meant was he's looking at you, but you can't see him doing it."

"And how do you know this?" I asked.

"I don't," Clay said. "But, isn't it obvious? The guy is really bad at the spy stuff. That's why in elementary he was always a cop instead of a spy at reccess. He sucks at hinding things."

I gave a laugh.

"Maybe I'm the blind one then, huh?" I asked.

"Nah... You got so much more than Julie does with BJ. She's cool and all, but you and B are just too tight."

"Clay, shut up," I said. "I can't stop their wedding."

"Not without help you can't," he said with a smile.

I stared at him.

"You wanna sabotage the wedding?"

"No," Clay said. "But if he doesn't come around before then, why the hell not?"

I smiled.

"You are nuts..." I said. "Crazy even..."

"Learned from the best," he said, punching me in the arm lightly. "But before you start chaing after BJ again, can I have one more kiss?"

"Anything for my partner-in-crime," I said. "How about one more night instead?"

"Won't tell Ghetto Mama, will you?" he asked.

"Of course not," I said. "Secret's safe with me."

. Val's PoV .

"All I want for Christmas is a good night's sleep..."

BEEP

My head shot up off of the steering wheel as I stared ahead.

So... tired...

BEEP

I shot up again.

I looked over at Jack. he was sleeping.

Lucky...

BEEP

Eurgh! I need to stay awake!

I turned on the radio.

Ooo! Good song!

"I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to gly... I'll do what it takes til I touch the-"

BEEP

I let out a frustrated shriek.

"Stay awake, Val!" I told myself. "It's not much farther!"

Then I saw the sign for the resort. Two more miles! Yay!

. Resort Parking Lot .

I staggered into the camper to wake everone up.

"Guys, we're-"

THUD

"Ow..."

Stupid counter top...

"We're here," I announced weakly. "Get up..."

I scooted across the floor until I ran into Ronie's black shirt.

Ronie's black shirt?

And pants?

Clay's blue shirt?

My eyes got big. I made the mistake of looking up in the top bunk next. Ronie was in her red tanktop and black underwear, and Clay was shirtless! Ah!

I cleared my throat loudly, and they woke up.

"Having fun?" I asked.

They looked around a minute boefre answering.

"Chill out, Val," Caly said. "Nothing happened."

"Yeah," Ronie said. "We were just messin' around."

"What!" I shrieked.

"Not in that way," Clay clarified. "We don't even like each other. Besides, she kissed me first."

"It started as cards, but I got bored and decided to have a bit of fun," Ronie said. "We were just entertaining each other."

"Still in denial about BJ, huh?" I asked.

"Screw you, Val," she said as she jumped off the bed to pick up her clothes angrily.

"Well apparently! I said in a sarcastic tone loudly.

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