"I have FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!" Chris exclaimed as he set the bag of food on the counter. Everyone ran to the kitchen; I was in front of Dan until he tackled me to the ground then continued running for food.
"What the-?"
"I WIN I WIN!" Dan declared, hopping up and down next to the food.
"Dan, you can't just run over your sister for food," Chris said, helping me up. "Are you ok?"
"Yeah, he does that a lot," I said while rubbing my elbow.
"She's my sister, therefore my property; I do with her what I want," Dan said in a posh accent.
"I'm not a professional on younger sisters or anything, but I'm pretty sure that's not how it works," Chris said.
"It's how it works," Dan stated. "Believe me; I have a sister, I know what I'm talking about."
"Really? When did I become your property?"
"Let's see, you're eighteen now so that would make it... eighteen years."
"Well that sucks, can we eat now?"
"Yes! Food! Now! Eat!" Pj pulled out everyone's boxes of food and set them on the table. "Anyone else want chopsticks?"
"Yes," Chris and I said at the same time, while Dan and Phil said, "No."
"YAY chopsticks rule over forks now!" Pj cheered while passing out both chopsticks and forks.
"How the hell do you eat with those?" Dan asked. "I mean, they're literally the worst part of Chinese food."
"Like this," I said as I stole one of his egg rolls with my chopsticks.
"Hey!" Dan protested. "Stop stealing my food if you're not going to finish your own. That's wasteful."
"But your food is more fun to steal." I fake pouted. "You can have it back if you use chopsticks to get it back."
"Is that a challenge, Howell?"
"Yes yes it is, Howell."
"You're on. Gimme some of those chopsticks, Pj."
"You're gonna fail you know that right?" Pj asked while handing over the chopsticks.
"We should film it then," Chris said, pulling a camera out of who knows where.
"Oh god, now I'm really gonna fail," Dan said, laughing. "Alright. Hello Internet. I'm here with Phil, Mac, crabstickz, and KickThePJ, eating Chinese food. The topic of me being unable to use chopsticks has come up, and I am determined to prove them wrong. Here I go, making a complete idiot of myself, I hope you're filming this."
"Dan you're doing it all wrong," Pj said before putting Dan's chopsticks into the right position.
"The goal is to get that egg roll from over there to my mouth, with the chopsticks."
"In under a minute," Chris added.
"Under a minute?! Fucking hell, I really will have no dignity left after this."
"That's the point of a challenge," Phil added.
"On your mark...set...go!" Phil said starting the stopwatch on his phone. Dan started trying to roll the egg roll over to him but Chris stopped him.
"With the chopsticks, no rolling..." Chris said, "50 more seconds."
"ARRRGGGH!" Dan said, struggling to pick up the egg roll. While he did manage to pick it up, it was holding it was his problem.
"You have to squeeze it, Dan; SQUEEZE IT!" Pj shouted.
"I'm trying I'm trying, how much time?" Dan asked while managing to get the egg roll closer than before.
"Like 20, 19, 18, 17, 16, 15, 14-" Chris said counting down.
"SHHHHHHSSS!" Dan said bringing it almost to his mouth before dropping it on the floor, "FUCKING HELL!"
"Pick it up! 7 seconds!" Phil cheered.
"ASFGHJRTGHJDFGBHJKASDFGHJ-" Dan shouted before stuffing the egg roll in his mouth with his hands.
"58.7 seconds!" Phil read out from his phone.
"That shouldn't count!" Chris protested, "He used his hands!"
"Phil should do it," Dan said ignoring Chris.
"Yeah, c'mon Phil," Pj agreed.
"Ok fine..." Phil sighed, picking up a pair of chopsticks and handing his phone to me to time.
"Ready...Set...Go!" I said starting the timer. Phil easily picked up an egg roll out of the container and plopped it into his mouth.
"WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?!" Dan exclaimed.
"2.07 seconds," I stated.
"Hidden talent?" Phil suggested shrugging.
"There is no way that that is a hidden talent, you can use chopsticks can't you?" Pj said.
"I can use them, I just choose not to." Phil shrugged again.
"I bet I can do it faster," Chris challenged.
"There is NO way you can do that even faster then 2.07 seconds," Dan stated.
"I sooo can do it."
"No you can't!"
"Yes I can!"
"Ok how 'bout losers have to-"
"Leave their hair unstraighten for the whole day, tomorrow!" Phil suggested, interrupting Pj.
"NOOOOOO not the Hobbit Hair!" Dan wailed, falling to the ground dramatically.
"Ok, so the losers will leave their hair unstraightened for the whole day and have to go out in public," Pj confirmed.
"Ok, Chris's turn," Phil said.
"You guys ready to have your mind blown at the epic speediness of my chopstick skills?" Chris asked, grabbing his chopsticks.
"Or your mark...get ready...GO!" I said, starting the stopwatch. Chris grabbed the egg roll and got it half way across the table before dropping it.
"GAAAWWW!"
"C'mon you got this!" Pj cheered. Chris got the egg roll up again and into his mouth.
"25.65 seconds," I read off.
"HAHA YOU LOOOOSSEE!" Dan shouted.
"Yeah, well, you already lost," Chris retorted.
"Sooooooooo?" Dan questioned sticking his tongue out at Chris.
"Peej's turn," Phil said, breaking up the oncoming fight.
"Ready to be defeated, Phil?" Pj asked, grabbing his chopsticks.
"Like you can beat me," Phil scoffed.
"It will be a piece of cake, or should I say egg roll?" Pj said, laughing at his own lame joke.
"HAHA very funny," Dan said sarcastically.
"Ok, Ready...Set...GO!" I said before another fight could break out. Pj expertly grabbed an egg roll and put it in his mouth. "2.06 seconds."
"YESSS I WIN, I AM THE ULTIMATE CHOPSTICK WINNER!" Pj shouted while jumping up doing a happy dance.
"Not yet, Mac still has to go," Chris said.
"Hufffffffffffff fine," Pj said, sitting back down again. I gave Phil back his phone and grabbed my chopsticks.
"On your mark...get set...GO!" Phil said starting the timer one last time. I quickly grabbed the egg roll and had it half way across the table when Dan 'accidently' bumped into my arm, making me drop everything.
"DAANNNN!"
"What? I didn't do anything...?"
"You did too!"
"No I didn't."
"Yes you did!"
"Nu-uh."
"Yeah you did!"
"Children, stop your squabbling!" Pj commanded.
"We're not squabbling!" Dan and I said at the same time. "Woah trippy."
"Stop it," Dan said.
"Stop it," I mimicked, trying to see how much I could annoy him.
"You're copying me."
"You're copying me."
"Stop copying me."
"Stop copying me."
"I'm not copying you."
"I'm not copying you," I said, smirking as Dan got more annoyed.
"MY GOD SHUT THE HELL UP" Pj wailed, putting his head in his hands.
"Is there a problem?" I asked faking innocence..
"He's been having a rough day," Chris said, patting Pj on the back. "His friend, Fuzzwald, left him for another penguin."
"Your time's up Kenzie," Phil said, pocketing his phone.
"Oops." I shrugged.
"HA! Now you have to leave your hair unstraightened too," Dan said smirking.
"Ok, so we'll see you guys in the morning with everyone's unstraightened hair," Pj said, turning the camera off. "You don't mind if we crash here tonight, right?"
"Nope, not at all," Dan answered.
"Now what should we do?"
"We could play Mario Kart," Chris suggested.
"Yeah, lets do that," Dan agreed, heading of to the Wii and putting the game in the system.
"Wait, you can only have four players max," Phil said.
"I don't need to play, I'm terrible," I said.
"You sure?" Phil asked, concerned.
"Yeah I'm sure. I actually need to go out and get some stuff," I said, heading towards the door, "y'all have fun now."
"We will" Dan promised.
"Byeeeeeee," I said before shutting the door. I headed down the hallway and took the lift down. Once onto the street, I took a left and headed towards the police station. It was only about a ten minute walk until I was there.
"Hello?" The place was literally deserted.
"In here," a voice called from an office. I followed the voice towards the back of the station and into the office.
"Hi, I think my phone and computer was taken by you guys..."
"Name?"
"Mackenzie Howell." The man reached into a drawer in his desk, pulling out a plastic evidence bag.
"Here you go. We'll contact you if we need any other testimonies for the case."
"Thanks," I said, turning to leave.
"Wait, are you related to Dan Howell?" he asked.
"Er, yeah. He's my brother."
"No shit. My sister is a huge fan." He grinned.
"That's great," I said unsurely, "I have to go," I said before quickly leaving. Outside, I turned on my phone: 16 missed texts and 7 missed calls from Collin. I decided to call him back.
"Hey babe."
"Kenzie! Oh my God, I was beginning to think you got sick of me and changed your number or something."
"Nope, I didn't. I was accused of Lindsey's murder, and I've been staying with my brother. I just got my phone back from the police."
"Shit, is everything worked out?"
"Yeah, I think so. But I moved off campus."
"Wait, where are you staying?"
"With my brother and his roommate."
"Where are you now? I'll pick you up and we'll go get coffee or dinner or something."
"I'm outside the police station, how 'bout you meet me at Starbucks?"
"Sounds good, I'm on my way."
"Ok; did you have a good practice today?" I asked before heading in the direction of Starbucks.
"Eh, could've been better. Tony hurt himself on his last game, our season's not looking too good."
"But isn't Luke back in?"
"Yeah, but he's no Tony. He'll work for now, but I hope Tony heals soon."
"He will, don't worry."
"That's the spirit. You at Starbucks yet?"
"Yeah, I'm just walking in."
"Right behind you." I hung up and turned around and there he was, wearing his rugby sweatshirt and track pants. He lifted me up in a hug before kissing me on the forehead.
"I missed you," he murmured.
"I missed you, too."
"You want the usual?"
"Yeah, I'll go find a table." I gave him another hug before heading out into the crowded room looking for a table. I found two squishy arm chairs in one of the far corners of the room near the window. I texted Pj while I was waiting: "I met up with collin starbucks, i'll be around later."
A/N Hey guys! so 5 chapters already wow
I have to mention that this is half written by my bestie so short out to her, and this is also on Wattpad
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