Jimmy’s P.O.V

“Alright you guys, fight’s over. Let’s get out of here and find Matt and Zack to leave the girls with their love fest.” I told Brian and Johnny.

“Zack’s here too?” Bethany almost froze.

Brian gave her a look. “Yup. I guess we’re all here then. Is there a problem?”

“Brian, quit trying to pick fights.” Andrea shook her head and gave him a tsk-tsk, the smile still present on her face. We all knew she was actually enjoying the drama.

“Yes, I do have a problem.” Bethany continued as if Andrea hadn’t spoken. “I’ve got a problem with you.”

“Hey, hey!” A booming voice suddenly intervened.

I instantly recognized the voice as Matt who had come barging in with Zack from the back yard, both in their swim trunks and dripping water all over the hard wood floors.

“What the hell is going on in here?” He asked. “We could hear you guys all the way from outside.”

Zack instantly looked to his sister. “What did you do now Andrea?”

She scoffed. “Hey! My fight is over now. It’s between Brian and Bethany this time.”

The two of them looked at Matt and Zack, shaking their heads. Brian was always picking fights, usually with Bethany or Nicole.

“Whatever. Let’s just leave the girls alone.” Matt told us guys. “You can all go change upstairs and then meet us outside to swim.”

“Wait, you guys are all going out into the pool?” Andrea asked, almost too innocently as she batted her eyelashes. The boys and I nodded. “Cool, so are we.”

“What?” We all looked at each other, having no idea.

“Seriously?” Matt grunted, turning to face Emily.

She was only a year younger than us, along with all of the girls. Emily was the sweet and kind one, while Matt…well, he was loud and sometimes a little bossy, but we loved them both.

Matt huffed. “Fine, we can share the pool,” The girls smiled in relief. “But…you have to share your pizza with us. Two boxes.”

“What? Hell no, just one!” Andrea protested.

“It’s my only offer. Take it or leave it.” He said with a smirk.

“Deal,” Emily agreed without hesitation.

“No deal,” Andrea still wasn’t willing to budge. “I bought those for us. If they want some, one of them is going to have to give back my money’s worth.”

Emily looked to her friend. “Andrea, it is just pizza. I’m sure it’s not the last on earth. If needed, we can always get more.” She said in her soft, assuring tone.

Andrea rolled her eyes but agreed eventually. “Fine, but you bastards better not eat all of my mother trucking Canadian Bacon.”

Notes

I am so sorry that I haven't updated this story in forever, and when I finally do, it's the shortest chapter known to man. But, I have a reason. Please continue on to the next page to find out. Thanks for reading so far and I hope you guys like this story :)

~ E.L.R