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Recap: 'Oh why the hell are you cursed with normal teenage human hormones and thoughts?' Dee moaned…. No not moan, not MOAN! Speaking of moaning. Oh god, why the hell am I even here?! And why the hell does my head feel light.
"So kid," that explains it. "you enjoying the show?" I whip around and look up to see Dante staring down at me with a sad smirk on his face. I blush and start blubbering, and then realize that my pants are still too tight. EEEKK!
Dante's smirk widens as he leans over slightly and gets closer to me, I try to back away but end up pinned against the door, where instead of moans it was now bunch of scraping noises of the table scraping against the floor. My blush goes darker in shade and I try to gulp as Dante puts a hand on the door above me and steps closer. "Aaahhh, aaahh, um-" I say trying to form words as my face and neck start to burn from embarrassment.
Dante chuckles and leans in close enough to where his face is only a few centimeters away from mine. "You're starting to sound more like the happy couple inside the room." He says, and I let out a dying cat noise and I'm pretty sure any second now my face is going to burst into flames. He smiles, a mixture of cruel and mocking, then he raises a hand up slowly and dramatically and brings it to my face. I close my eyes together and he chuckles, and then the plate in my hands feels lighter.
'You have read one too many manga.' Dee says wryly. "Huh?" I say and then open my eyes and see Dante eating a slice of my pizza with a giant Cheshire cat grin. "Hey that's mine!" I shout at him and jump at him as he holds up the pizza and grins at me. I jumped at him again and then I felt the front of my pants hit his leg and stop instantly and blush again and let out a mouse like sound.
"Pretty eager for it huh?" Dante jokes and I blush deeper once again.
"Sh..SHUT UP!" I squeak. He laughs darkly and takes a bite of the pizza and swallows it seemingly in one bite. The laugh made my head spin a little bit and I blushed deeper.
"Ah, the sight of a virgin blushing." Dante chuckles and then eats the rest of the pizza in almost one whole bite. That brings me back out of my state and instead I glare at him with renewed anger and my pants didn't feel so tight anymore.
"SHUT UP ASSHOLE!" I yell at him and then turn around and bang on the door. "Hurry it up in there!" I was almost surprised to see Nero at the door when I turned around with a Dante like smirk in place.
He opens the door and smirks wider. "Whats your problem, not enjoying the show?"
I glare at him and push past him and stick out my plate at the same time to avoid Dante's reaching hand. "No, and you wouldn't either if you knew what happened the last time Kerry caught someone fucking in her classroom." I warn as I stop at my desk and put my plate down and smack away Dante's outstretched hand again.
"Oh, and what'd she do?" Nero mocked. "Pour some vinegar and baking soda on them?"
I smirk at him and pick up a slice of pizza and turn around while sliding the plate behind me. "No, they walked away with third degree chemical burns and the guy ended up being impotent." That knocked the grin right off his face and Vergil gave me a odd look. I shrug and take a bite of the pizza.
"What the hell did they do to earn that?" Dante asked as he attempted to grab another slice from around me, I scooted the plate around and smacked his hand away. He thought of it as a challenged and smirked again.
"My sophomore year we had a test prep session after school one night, when we got done she took me out for dinner since I didn't have a car or dinner, and when we came back we found the janitor and her boyfriend screwing on her desk and they offered us a chance to join them." I took another bite and picked up the plate and jumped away when Dante tried to grab another slice.
"So, that doesn't-" I interrupted Nero as I bumped into a table and Dante snatched a slice off the plate.
"The asshole boyfriend of the janitor told her to fuck off and then he finished by pulling out and hit Kerry and I."
"Disgusting." Vergil sneered as he gave a look to the desk and tables around him.
"Yeah, next thing I know, Kerry's pushing me into the chemical room, grabbing a bottle and locking the door behind her and then screams." I finished off the slice I had and grabbed another one and danced away, literally I mean, from Dante as he dove for another slice with the one he was eating hanging out of his mouth. "Back away thou artless clay-brained toad! Une bette le ane!" I yell at him. He stops and stares at me like I'm a freak.
"Did you just insult me in Shakespearean?" he asks in disbelief.
I smirk and stand behind Vergil. "Yeah, and two years of bad French lessons as well."
"What did you call him?" Nero asks.
"A dumb ass, is what he was trying to say." Vergil says with a small smirk and shake of his head as he turns to look at me.
"Hey." Dante says feigning hurt as he attempted to reach for me again. he ate the pizza in almost an inhale of breath. "You shouldn't insult your elders kid." I duck away from him and head behind the front desk/counter work station that Kerry teaches from.
"Thought you didn't like to be called old?" I taunt as I take another bite out of my pizza.
He smirks and his eyes hold a glint of amusement as he leans over the counter and attempts to swipe another slice from me. "Aw come on kid, your killing me here."
"Where have I heard that one before?" Nero snorts to Vergil. Dante loses the amused glint and I see something quickly flash across his eyes and he eases his attempt at grabbing my pizza.
"Hey what's wrong? Too much for ya?" I taunt as I wave the plate around. He grunts and swipes at the plate as I pull it back. "Magic word?"
"Your teachers nuts and I'm surprised she isn't in prison?" I snort and hand over the plate easily, then pull it back again before he could grab it, all he got was a piece of sausage. "No, seriously, how is she not in prison?"
I shrug and finish off my slice and pick up another one. "Somehow what he did to us was classified as sexual assault and Kerry only had to pay a fine for grievance payments." I taunted him with the last slice of pizza and he smirked playfully, and then held out his hand.
"Fine, please?" I smirk and slide the plate at him and jump up onto the counter. He picks it up and shakes his head as he takes a bite. "Just doesn't taste right." I shrug and attempt to take another bite, but he snatches it out of my hand and takes a bite out of it. "Aww, now that's the stuff, here." He hands me the slice he had eaten. "Enjoy kid." He winks.
"LE ANE!" I yell at him, then grumble and take another bite. It had a spicy under taste to it, or that was just my imagination. "Bad enough I have to perform with your Friday."
"Huh?" Nero asks confused.
"Dante is being forced to participate in a mediocre comedy skit on Friday where he is forced to dress as a cheerleader." Vergil informed. "I thought you were being coerced into performing something else that day?"
"I was," I mutter then take a bite. "but then Hebbel tells me that since they don't have enough time to do that, I instead have to play tranny with him." I point my thumb as Dante over my shoulder.
"Who's Hebbel?" Nero asks.
"the schools idiot councilor." Dante informs him as he leans up to the counter and eats the rest of his slice.
"Emphasis on the idiot part, you know that she stuck me in remedial english for two years in a row." I gripe as I take another bite.
"I've seen your scores." Vergil informs to me my surprise. "That is quite unbelievable."
I roll my eyes and then lean away from Dante as he tries to steal my crust. "Tell me about it, only good thing out of the damn thing was that the class is right across the hall from this one."
Nero looks out the door and scrunches up his face. "It says special education class on the door." He then stares at it harder and shrugs.
"Yeah, well you gotta have kids to qualify to have a special ed class." I say as I finish off my crust. "But since we don't have those kids, instead they just teach remedial english to give the teachers a job to do."
"I've noticed that there aren't any children that actually qualify for special education here." Vergil muses aloud. "Why is that?"
I sigh and lay back on the counter, revealing in the cool top. "Because they disappear."
"You mean run away?" Dante offers up. I turn to him and shake my head.
"No, I mean they seriously disappear, one moment they're in the doll section of Wal-Mart and the next, poof, gone. Been happing here since… 1983 I think, though that's just the documented cases, they only started noticing then because the plastic plant shut down and the city let out a city wide warning to test peoples well water."
"What the hell has that got to do with anything?" Nero asks.
"Plastic is made up of many harmful compounds." I explain. "And the eighties aren't exactly the most… environmentally oriented in mind, actually I think it started in the sixties when they began to have run off."
"And the compounds soaked into the ground and contaminated the well water," Vergil concluded boredly. "thus increasing the number of mental and physical birth defects among the population who drew water from wells."
"And back in the sixties, that was almost half of the people in the tri county area." I finish for him. "No one really knows what happens to them, though a lot speculate that its some group of perverts that like to 'corrupt the innocent'. Though the weird thing is, most people don't really notices it, the disappearances I mean. Well, actually some notice it at least, just… just not that many."
"Then how do you know about it?" Nero asks boredly. This conversation was strange and long, god when the hell is the bell gonna ring.
"Grandma is the one who spearheads the group that's trying to raise awareness of it all." One of the best qualities in grandma that I could name off the top of my head. "And Kerry works with Grandma on it as well, one of the few things they agree on. Actually I think Kerry has a book of pictures of all the kids that's gone missing." I get up and go to her desk and get behind it and pull out her candy drawer and look under a bag of mints and find it. She said that sweet kids deserve candy so that's why she keeps it in there. It was a leather bound binder filled with carefully collected pictures.
"Thought she threw acid on people who mess with her desk?" Nero taunts absent mindedly.
I shrug and put the binder on the desk and flip it open to a cover page with Kerry's handwriting on it. It held two columns on it, one that said year on the left and on the right it held numbers missing. It started in… 1964. "I was wrong about when it started, began in 1964." I looked at all the numbers and added them all up in my head and whistled in shock.
"How many?" Dante asks, I looked up from the binder and saw him standing beside me.
"637 documented."
"That's thirteen a year." Nero said as he came over and I flipped the page over to the first picture and my eyes widened slightly as I saw the name above the picture first. "Robert Franco?"
"Says here he disappeared on July 8th, 1964." Dante says, then his finger traces a handwritten note under it, the writing looked familiar. "Says here that was his birthday." Then the handwriting finally hit me. it was grandma's handwriting.
"Any relation?" Vergil asks me, snapping me out of my stupor.
"No… i… I don't know." I have an uncle that disappeared? Grandma had a kid that was taken from her? What in the name of Job is going on? The three of them share a look and grimace, then the bell rings and we all groan. I look up at the board as I lean back up and notice the date. "Crap, how could I forget about that?" I almost face palm.
"Having a moment of crisis?" Dante asks sympathetically as he pats me on the back with pity. "It's okay kid, you'll get through it."
"Why do you act like an idiot so much?" I ask him. He puts on a blank face and shrugs and leaves. What.. never mind. I turn to Nero and give him a sorry look. "I've got a college day tomorrow, so…" he sighs and looks at Vergil in a defeated manner.
"I really need to get my own bike." He groans. "And I'm running out of money if I keep borrowing hers."
Vergil on shrugged and gave him a look that I didn't want to decipher and left. I sighed and put the binder back into the desk drawer and got my stuff from the other desk. "See ya seventh." I tell him, and then rushed out of the room towards the gym for sixth period.
I was walking around the basketball court listening to my ipod halfheartedly. God, what the hell is going on? And just how stranger can this get? 'Oh, that question is always the worst one to ask.' Dee remarks wistfully. 'Shouldn't a better one be why exactly your grandmother has been keeping a few secrets like this?' I sigh and nod my head. "You have a point, but I think she didn't tell me because it may just be too painful for her to."
'Probably right, she was probably very attached to Robert, even more so than your other relatives.' Wow, look at you being considerate. 'Oh do shut up.' Oh, so now you're a proper Englishman? I felt something slap me upside the back of my head. Alright, lets try to figure out a few other things, like a few of the reactions I get around Dante and the others. 'Oh, so you seem to prefer Dante over the others then?'
"Shut up." I growl lowly at him, then get a few weird looks from a few other people. Now tell me what the hell is going on. 'Figure it out for yourself.' Dee sneers at me, then there's like this empty feeling in my head. Dee? No response, nothing at all. FINE YOU ANNOYING JACKASS! The coach blew his whistle to signal that the required ten minute walk was over with and I went over to my stuff and pulled out a notebook and opened it up and pulled out a pencil and then stopped above it. "Alright, where to start?" I mumble, then stop and look around and picked up my stuff and moved to the top of the bleachers, nothing but concrete slabs at different levels that you sit on. I layed down on one slate and put the notebook under me and brought out the pencil again as I turned up the volume on my ipod as Breaking Benjamin's 'Diary of Jane'.
In the middle of the page I wrote my name and circled it, then at two points directly above it I wrote grandma and grandpa and circled them as well and connected them in one big circular loop. On grandma's circle I branched out of it twice in a pattern, one going down towards my circle and one upward. On the upward one I wrote Robert Franco- uncle? In a circle, and then on the lower one I wrote Church of Slevid in another circle and connected it to me since I go there. On grandpa's I branched off two more and on the top one I wrote hunter-possible and circled it, and on the bottom one I put tracer and connected it with me. Under my circle I shot down one branch and then at that end I broke it off into sections, the middle one being labeled as Dee, and the one directly left I wrote Jester, and under Jester I wrote Mundus and connected them as well. Right of Dee, I put Dante/Vergil/Nero and circled it as well.
Going back up to Church of Slevid circle, I branched it down to where it went under Jester and Mundus circles and wrote in a new circle, Devils-Claude. Under that I wrote Debbie and Aron Pelt-what? In another circle and then wrote demon-probable under Dante/Vergil/Nero circle. Then I drew a separating line underneath it all, cutting the page into 3/4th and 1/4th sections. In the 1/4th section I started off bulleting questions. Feelings- what do they mean? Dee- why such an asshole? Heard a growl to that one, I only smirked. I went below that line and indented and put a new bullet. Dee's existence- source of free will, knowledge, abilities? Nothing off of that one, guess I better work harder at pissing him off.
Underneath that one I wrote Dante/Vergil/Nero- what are they and what are they doing? After that I wrote Pelts- what are they and what do they want? Under that I wrote Jester- how to kill what's resurrected? I wrote another bullet and put Grandpa- what did he do? What about family tree? Finally I put Grandma below that and said What does she know? What is she hiding? I stopped after that and looked at it all. I'm missing something aren't I? I snap my fingers when it hits me and then out above Robert's name I wrote in a separate bubble Missing kids? And drew a dotted line to Robert, he's connected to it for sure. Crap. I went over the dotted line with a darker mark and erased segments into the line connecting Grandma and Robert together. I went back down to the question part of the page and wrote at the bottom Missing kids- whats there role? Is it demonic? Then something else hit me, literally this time, a basketball. It bounced off my shoulder and I quickly turned and hooked my hand on it and then launched it back at the person who threw it.
It went sailing through the air and hit one of the more annoying sophomores in the class in his face and he went down on his back hard. Everyone stared at him, then up at me and then the coach sighed and went down to sophomore and pulled him up onto his feet, I saw his nose bleeding profusely through his hands. "Everyone go sit out in the lunch room till the bell rings, FRANCO! I'll talk to you after class." I shrug and sit up and pull out my earbuds and sigh. Well, at least he remembered my name.
Wait, I was going to do something, that's it. I snap my fingers and turn to my notebook and in the middle of the circle of Grandpa, Grandma and me I write demons and circle it and connect it to me. I stare back down at it and nod my head in agreement. Everything here was connected, somehow or someway. No matter what, all of it is connected. Now to just hide the paper, I looked around and saw that the gym was empty and then tore out the paper, folded it as I lifted off my shoe and then pulled out the insert and stuffed the folded piece of paper in my shoe and put the insert back in and the shoe on my foot.
It was about twenty minutes of waiting out in the lunch room till the bell rang, and by that time coach was back and sitting at my table, sighing the entire time and looking at a clipboard. "You know I really don't have anything to say to you." I crook an eyebrow at him. "Just had to say something threatening to show the others that what you did is acceptable in all cases." He got up and started walking off. "But just for future reference, watch your temper, it'll getcha in trouble one of these days." And then he walked off.
"Okay then." I drawl as I get up. "That was… odd." I shake my head and head off to Kerry's room. i got there and stopped to check the door, and then someone tapped on my shoulder. I turn around slowly and see Nero standing behind me with a coke bottle in hand.
"What's wrong? Expecting another show?" he smirks at me as he passes through into the room.
"No, I brought a video camera and was intending to show Kerry who's responsible for the smell in her room." I retort as I go to my locker, grab my bag and get back into the room.
"You don't have class this period right?" Nero asks as he sits on a desk and takes a swig of his coke.
"Yep, took so many classes as it is. And because I don't want another filler course, they were going to stick me in agricultural classes, but that isn't really my thing so I took the option of a free period."
"In that case, lets get the hell outta here, I'm hungry." He says. I shrug and pull out my keys to the Cuda.
"Won't really affect my grade, just gotta check out." He grunts and turns off the light to the room and we head off to the office after closing the door behind us. Soon we were sitting outside at a Rally's eating fries and burgers while the sky started turning gray and dark.
"So where you going to college?" Nero asks through a half eaten mouthful of fries.
"One about two and a half hours away from here in state." I say and take a bite out of my burger.
"Why not just go to the opposite side of the country with your family." He snorts.
"Because A) it's cheap, and B) my grandma Bev, my mothers mother, lives forty minutes away from it."
He raises an eyebrow at me. "You really want to live with another grandma after living with her?" he asks.
"I love aunt Bev!" I exclaim with a fry in hand. "I mean I only really see her on my birthday and Christmas and we mostly talk by emails, but still she's a whole lot better with Grandma."
"You call her aunt Bev?" I nod and bite into my fry.
"Yeah, was always weird calling her grandma Bev, and she said she's already called grandma enough by my mother's brothers and their kids."
"Oh, so she's one of those grandmothers." He says with an eye roll.
"Watch what you say about Bev." I warn with my burger in hand. "And no she's not one of those 'forever be young' grandmothers who just want to be hip and cool." I avert my eyes and mumble.
"What dya say?" he asks with a smirk.
"She's a cougar." I admit with a blush of embarrassment. He takes a moment to stare at me, and then he burst out laughing. "Oh go kiss your cousin!" that got him to stop and blush while glaring at me.
"Asshole." He growls at me and then rips into his burger quickly and tears out a big shred. He chews and swallows and then finally looks up at me. "And that's all you have to say about it?" he asks finally in disbelief.
I shrug and swallow a bite of my burger. "Well, we're in the south and it isn't exactly all that… okay it is somewhat strange. But quite frankly unless you're hurting someone else or kids, I don't really give a damn on who the hell you sleep with."
"Well you're a simple guy." He snorts as he takes another bite of his burger. "Just don't-"
"Oh please." I say with an eyeroll. "Like I'd tell my grandmother anything, besides, you ain't the only one hiding a few things like that from her."
"You too?" he asks in disbelief.
"Well DUH! If I was like most every other asshole in this town I would have been up in your face telling you how you'll burn in hell." I say with wide arm motions. "I mean, seriously."
"Jeez, don't get a heart attack with that fit." He says with an eyeroll and finishes off his burger. After a while he looks up and sighs. "You wanna know something funny?" it was a rhetorical question for sure. "I actually had a girlfriend once upon a time."
"Yeah, well good for you, you had a bi phase." He glares at me and I just smirk and finish off the rest of my burger.
"Shut up ya little shit." he growls.
"You realize that you only have height and about a year on me right?" he gives me the 'no way' look.
"How old are you?"
"Nineteen." The 'seriously' look he gave me made me explain further. "Had a little bit of a breakdown my second grade year when grandpa died, I ended up missing most of the school year so I had to repeat a grade." He did the 'ah' head nod and ate some more fries. "So, what exactly happened with the girlfriend?"
He sighed and propped his left hand on the table and rested his chin on it. "Well, for one we grew up in the same house since we were kids, and it was kinda like…."
"Kissing your sister in the purely gross and disgustingly weird fashion?" I offer up.
"Yeah, something like that." He mutters as he sips his drink. "Anyway, then Dante came along, well actually before we-"
"Wait a minute, hold up." I say bring up my hand in the pause manner. "Are you saying that you dated Dante first, and then went to Vergil?" he blushed and nodded his head. "Dude, SERIOUSLY? Isn't there some kind of bro code on that?" then I stop and shake my head. "You know what? Forget about it, I don't want to know, this is too much like a fricken soap opera to even give a damn about."
"Well gee, thanks." Nero mutters darkly and then finishes off the fries.
"Anytime buddy, anytime." I retort right back, but all the while unfortunately think 'Poor Dante' and 'So that's what all those looks where about'.
-next day-
"WAKE UP SWEETIE!" I jump at the familiar country accented yell and put on my glasses to find the joyous sight of Bev standing in the doorway of my room. "Come give your aunt Bev a hug." She says with a wide smile and her arms held open wide. I smile and jump out of the bed and run into her arms and hug her tightly. It was great that she was almost the same height as me, an inch and a half taller though. She stopped the squeezing hug and pushed me away slightly. "Now let me get a look atcha." She says doing a whole fake studying look. "Well gosh, I don't know whether your head's growing bigger or your glasses are getting thicka cause you eyes are so damn small."
"Stop it Bev." I joke with her and give her another hug. I loved Bev so much, though it still shocked me on how kind age has been to her. But then again, she's only a few years shy of… um… um… okay I'd say below sixty cause my mother would be around 40 if she was alive today, and she was the oldest child of the family. She had a hair style like Reba Mcentire's and a face like Lilly Tomlin's but with a few less wrinkles. Add that to the body that looks like a twenty year olds with clothes on, Bev had it going on. And she knew it to, she also had a thing for guys in the their late twenties to early forties, and her looks helped her bag them every now and then. Grandpa George kicked the bucket about thrity years ago, and he actually said in his will, 'don't give a damn about what or who ya do, just don't be lonely damn it'. Took her about fifteen years to start dating again from what she told me.
"Oh now don't go running off like I'm poking ya with a hot iron now." she says in her twangy joking accent. Bev was raised pure country girl, yet somehow she caught along in the eighties and nineties with rock and metal and the sense of humor. She was by far, a really unique old woman. "Now, get yourself ready and we can get the hell outta here quicker before the dragon wakes up."
"And who exactly would that be Beverly?" Grandma asks darkly, we both turn to look at her and see her glaring at us with arms crossed, Nero to her right had a smile on his face.
"Run Short round, don't let her catch ya." Bev whispers to me jokingly. I do the 'don't shoot the messager' look and went to change my clothes, which consisted of me pulling on pants and changing shirts.
"I see your still attempting your job at being a Reba impersonator." Grandma said with her own smug little look.
"Miriam," Bev said with a big smile and southern enthusiasm. "I see that your still auditioning for the role of the wicked witch in Oz." Nero coughed at that one.
"Oh no Beverly, they didn't accept my audition, said that they didn't have room in their budget for a professional." Grandma retorted with a smaller smirk. Oh lord, please don't let this be like Christmas. "But I did here that you got mistaken for Dolly Parton, or was that Joan Rivers?"
"Oh," Bev says with a little laugh as she rocks on her feet. "And where did you hear that?"
"Oh, Cheryl just showed me a picture of a Barbie doll in the newspaper that'd been put through a dry cleaner and I just immediately thought of you." Grandma said. Okay, that insult made partial sense, I think.
"Why thank you Miriam for worrying about my appearance, say mind telling me how my outfit looks through my-"
"READY TO GO!" I announce readily trying to interrupt the soon to be fist fight. I hugged Grandma, the image of Robert flashing through my mind, didn't want to ask her with Nero around, this was a family affair after all. "Bye grandma, see you later, tell you how the day went."
She just looks at me stiffly and then goes off into her room in a huff. I turn to see Bev looking at Nero with a smile that I didn't want to know the meaning of. "I'd have paid money to see that little insult contest go on." He said. "Have to say that it started off pretty damn funny."
Bev's face finally fell slightly and she smiled. "Oh damn it all, your taken and on his team." She says while pointing her thumb at me over her shoulder. Nero's mouth opened slightly as she just shook her head and patted him on the shoulder. "Ah well, enjoy it, hope it last a long time." she says, then looks to me and smiles. "Well, let's go! I wanna see that big ol boat you got out back. And I wanna know why the hell you didn't tell me you got a car like that?"
I shrug sheepishly and smile at her. "Oh, wanted it to be a surprise." I fished into my pocket and tossed her the keys to the Cuda. "Go have some fun."
"Oh honey, you know I will." She says and then dashes out of the house.
"How the hell did she know?" Nero asked in amazement.
"I don't know, she told me before I even know about myself."
"Really?"
"Really."
"Damn." He says impressed. "Well, enjoy."
"Yeah, you too."
-Later that day-
Bev pulled into the parking lot of a train shaped diner called Stan's that we've gone to multiple times during the times we've been together. It was basically just a building attached behind a dining railroad car. She cut the engine and we both got out and slammed the door.
"Still can't believe that the boy who'd email me saying 'I hate chemistry, I'll never get it'," she says in a mock high pitch voice. "wants ta go inta pre-professional Biochemistry." She says in disbelief.
I shrug and we go up the entrance ramp. The college day was going well enough, I enjoyed the little preview from the science department teachers. We we're just taking a break for lunch and then going back for the dorm room tour, options, always have to have options. "Well, I'd thank Kerry for that one."
"Eh, and how is she? Still with that one mountain woman?" she asks as I hold open the door for her.
I snort and step in behind her. "God no, glad she dumped the crazy bitch after two weeks. Craziest break up I've ever seen. Uh yes, table for two please." I ask the waitress.
"Alright, let me check." She said after looking down at her dry erase mat. I looked around and saw how packed it was. "Um, would it be okay with you guys if you shared a table with two other people?"
"I don't mind." Bev says. "What about you sugar?" I nod my head no. "Sure, why not."
"Alright." The waitress said with a big smile. "Um, Lowell?"
"Here!" I hear a high pitched feminine voice say. We turn to look and see two blonde woman standing behind us, each looking closer to my age than anything, I heard Dee growl lowly. One was tall and wore black leather pants and a black corset like vest with a red jacket over it with long blonde hair and piercing blue eyes. The shorter one looked about 14 and had a mass of curly blonde hair and wore a white and beige dress with a black head band. "Hi, I'm Patty." The short one said with big smile.
"And I'm Trish, pleasure to meet you." The taller one said with a warm open eyed smile.