"Homer, you have to go out there, face that mob, and apologize for what you did,"
"I would, but I'm afraid if I open the door, they'll take all of you!"
"No we won't. We just want Homer!"
"Well, maybe not you, but they'll kill Grandpa!"
"I'm part of the mob!"
"Watching the Simpsons movie again 'Rissa?" Trevor asked as he noticed the sound coming out of my iPhone, which was in fact the Simpsons movie.
"It's a great movie," I said.
"Yeah, and you were always addicted to watching the show," Trevor commented. "and quote everything that everyone says afterwards," He added.
"I love the show that much," I said with a smile on my face. Trevor was silent before asking, "Are you sure you don't want me to kick Denny's ass for what he did to you?"
"Yes I'm sure," I replied.
"Are you sure that stuff like this isn't going to continue?" Trevor asked as he turned on the TV in the motorhome.
"Yeah I'm sure, I don't know about that jackass, but I'm sure," I said.
"I just find it funny that your on this track for like two hours and you already have someone at your throat," Trevor commented. "Just funny as—" He was about to continue but I ended up throwing the nearest object near me, which just happened to be my iPhone. "Shut up you idiot," I said. "I'm getting air, see you in about a few minutes or something," I said before leaving the motorhome.
I was walking around the motorhome area for just a few minutes before hearing someone ask;
"Your still here?"
I turned around and saw none other then the FedEx loser. "Why? It's not like I would just leave just like that," I snapped my fingers for added emphasis.
"That's what I hoped," Denny commented making me flip him off. "You have no problem pissing me off, you do know that right?" I asked.
"and you have no problem being a bitch, right?" Denny asked.
"You shouldn't be talking bitch," I commented.
"Hey, you did know that you are depriving a village somewhere of an idiot?" Denny asked.
"I'm looking forward to the pleasure of your company since I haven't had it yet," I commented.
"If I could take a crack at it, I can guess what sign you were born under," Denny said.
"Oh what would that be?" I asked.
"Red Light District," He said.
"Oh no you didn't," I muttered before normally asking, "Look, are you always this stupid Denny or are you just making a special effort today?" Then walked away from him, but not before he threw something at me. I caught it behind my back, turned around asked, "Ooh, so now your resorting to throwing lug-nuts from tires?" and with a good throw of my own, threw it back at him and hitting him in the chest.
"You throw like a girl, right?" Denny asked.
"Well you can too if you throw a little bit better," I said with a smirk on my face then knew something was up when a small crowd was beginning to form, then with the lug-nut in his hand, Denny whipped it at me and it just landed on the corner of my lip, making that part bust open and blood was spilling out of it—not heavily but it was bleeding still. "How was that bitch?" Denny asked
"You still throw like a girl," I said as I bent down and picked up something. "and besides, a lug-nut is like a child's toy," I added as I had the object near my head ready to throw it at him. "Where as a crowbar on the other hand, that would making something hurt," I finished as I was ready to throw it at him, but Joey came up behind me and took the crowbar out of my hand. "We don't want someone to get killed here 'Rissa,"
"But he was pissing me off," I said with a little pout present on my lips, hey, for a nineteen year old, I can pull of a very convincing 'I want this now let me have it' look.
"He might have," Joey started. "but it doesn't give you a right to try and commit murder," He added.
"But—" I started.
"Joey's right girl," Denny said. "Just run along and try not to hurt anyone," He added and I just flipped him off, making the crowd react in a 'Ooooh' way, and did that again when Denny did that. Just a few seconds later, I made the gesture with my mouth and hand signalling that whenever Denny's not racing, he likes to blow people and the crowd just went into another 'Ooooh' reaction.
"Nice to tell me what you do for a living," Denny said. "How much do you charge?"
After that comment, I charged after him, but was held back by Kyle and Joey. "Let me go!" I screamed at the both of them trying to get out of their holds.
"Thanks guys, thought I would've been killed by that thing," Denny said pointing to me then walked away.
Few minutes later, when they felt like I was about calmed down, they let go of me and Joey said, "Now, are you sure your not going to kill Denny,"
"I'm sure," I said with a roll of my eyes as I walked back to the motorhome. "Got into another fight with Denny?" Trevor asked as soon as he saw me enter the motorhome.
"Yeah," I said. "He threw a lug-nut at me and I was about to throw a crowbar if it weren't for Joey and Kyle," I said as I walked to the bathroom to check out my lip.
"Can you remember what Mom said to you whenever you had guy troubles as a kid?" Trevor asked.
"Wasn't it that whenever they made fun of me they liked me or something?" I asked.
"Yeah, and I think it fits the situation perfectly," Trevor said.
I thought about it for a few minutes before saying, "Oh hell no! That isn't possible and besides, how can a guy like a girl that he can hurt whenever he wanted?"
"Hey, the guys' mind is messed up a little—besides mine of course—and he probably likes you, just in a non-normal way," Trevor said.
"You are one stupid ass brother," I commented.
"But you wuv me," Trevor said with the cutest eyes.
"Unfortunately," I muttered under my breath.