Within minutes, Nick pulled up to my house, carried my bags to his car, a 2010 Dodge Challenger, which he loved with all of his heart, and we were off, driving away from my house.

"So, what are you hungry for?" Nick asked me, without looking away from the road. Thankfully, Nick had gotten his license to drive at sixteen. Now that we were both seventeen, I was just barely working on getting mine.

"I don't know." I shrugged, not wanting to make all the decisions. I have a problem with feeling like a burden when it comes to choosing things sometimes. I know that after all these years of being around the Lucas family, I shouldn't feel so shy, but sometimes, I can't control it. "Are your parents and brothers coming?"

"No. It's just going to be us tonight. Joe is out with Stella, Kevin said he doesn't want to join, and my parents aren't even home right now. They took Frankie to some kiddy play in the city." He looked over at me for a split second. "So, it's just you and I tonight."

"Oh, Joe is with Stella? Is she coming tomorrow?" I asked simply out of curiosity. Stella was this high class girl, way too good to associate with anyone who doesn't have money. She moved to Jersey from Manhattan about a year ago, and ever since then, Joe and her have been off and on. I didn't like that girl since she moved here. Joe is just a blind fool.

"No. Of course not. She wasn't invited." Nick said, in a rough tone of voice. Obviously he was as fond of Stella as I was. He then looked over at me with a cheesy grin. "You are our only roadie."

I laughed, agreeing one hundred percent to his statement in my mind.

"So, where to Mace?" He meant, what do I want to eat.

"I don't care. I guess pizza sounds fine." I shrugged, knowing I probably just made his day by accepting pizza. "But lets go to a parlor. I want to get out for a bit." I hated the idea of going over to the Lucas' house, eating pizza, dirtying their plates and cups more than needed. There was the feeling of becoming a burden.

"I couldn't agree more." Nick drove towards the best pizza parlor in town, Mario's Italiano. "And I knew you would collapse under pressure. You just can't say no to pizza." Another toothy grin appeared on his lips.

"Shut up Nick. Just drive." I laughed at his foolish grin.

We have had a lot of memories at Mario's Italiano. A few years back, Joe had a crush on this girl that worked there named Amanda. She was blonde, tall, tanned, and young, everything Joe loved. She was actually the delivery girl. Joe used to deliver pizza at least five times a week just to see her face. He basically had her schedule recognized, at least from what he knew, since she always delivered pizza in the evenings. Amanda was the inspiration of the JONAS song Pizza Girl. I laughed to myself as we pulled into the parking spot of the restaurant, thanking god Amanda no longer worked here.