ஐLillyஐ

Sentence(s) if the chapter- When I say over the couch, I mean I jumped over it. I ran over and opened the door, seeing the pizza man.

As we neared my house, I wondered if he would judge me based on my house. Sure, it's no trailer, no offense, but it's also not a mansion. It's quite small. He pulled into the driveway that I told him to.
"Hey guys, can you guys go inside for a sec? And Tim, help your brother out please." I said sweetly. They nodded and soon they were inside. This left me and Mathew alone. It was a little cold, so I rubbed my arms with my hands, attempting to warm myself. My back was turned to him as I watched the house, preparing myself for the rejection I'm so used to. Suddenly, I felt a warm coat go around me, warming me up. I turned to him and felt my face heat up.
"Thanks... Uh, w-would you like to stay for dinner? I would say that I'm making my specialty meal, but last time I tried to cook, I ended up with 4 fire trucks here, trying to put out the fire. I was just going to order a pizza." I stuttered. I saw him chuckle. He probably thinks I'm so stupid, asking that question.
"Sure. I'd love to stay,"
My eyes went wide. Did he? Wait-really? Why am I asking myself that question?! I mentally face palmed.
"Really?" I said in disbelief.
"Really," he said. I suddenly laughed. "What's so funny?" He said, a smirk on his face.
"We just pulled a TFIOS quote there. I thought it was a little amusing. Please, come in," I said, opening the door for him. He chuckled before walking in, me behind him. I shut the door and went over to the home phone, dialing the pizza places number.
"Yeah, I'd like a large pepperoni and a medium cheese," I said. "20 minuets? Okay. Thanks," I said before hanging up. I went over to my phone, which I had laid on the counter. I remember turning it off after all those horrid comments. I winced as I thought of some of them. I decided against turning it on, and instead, enjoy the evening.
I walked into an empty living room, which is unusual because I just saw people in here. The room was person-less. If that's even a word...
"BOO!" I heard three voices behind me. I jumped and landed on my butt. I focused on my breathing, which was incredibly hard.
"Why..... Would..... You...... Do....... That...." I said, trying to catch my breath as I sat up. I looked up to see the three of them laughing. If it's fun they want, it's fun they'll get. I took classes on acting, so I could fake cry, really well.
I started sobbing and instantly there laughs halted. I covered my face with my hands, trying not the let them see my smile. I hid it well. I heard someone kneel beside me.
"Lilly? Are you crying?" I heard Mathew say. I jerked away from him and sobbed louder, but I was dying of laughter on the inside.
"We're sorry," I heard Brandon and Tim say. I looked to them and sent them a quick wink and a finger over my mouth while Mathew couldn't see me. There smiles widened, but quickly fell, playing there part.
"Are you okay? Sorry for scaring you," he said, and he sounded really sincere. I thought he had had enough torture for today, so I took my hands from my face and started crying of laughter. He saw I was messing around and sighed of relief.
"Gosh Lilly, I thought you were actually upset. Your evil," he said, standing up.
"I know I'm evil. I took acting classes. Now we're even," I said,  smirking at him. He put his hands up and grinned. Gosh I loved his grin.... I mean, uh.... Uhm..... Uh......
       Suddenly the door bell rang, making me jump up and over the couch. Saved by the bell, phew.
           When I say over the couch, I mean I jumped over it. I ran over and opened the door, seeing the pizza man.
        "Hello Lilly," he said.
        "Hey John. How's it going?" I  wodasked, pulling out my wallet. They always send the same guy, cause I order pizza a lot.
       "Good. You?"
       "Good. Here ya go! Have a nice night," I said, waving. He smiled and I closed the door, balancing the two pizzas on one hand. I walked into the living room and set them down swiftly.
        "We're you ever a waitress?" Mathew asked curiously.
        "Yup. I work at a restaurant a few blocks away." I said, opening the boxes. "Be right back." I said, walking into the kitchen to get the boys plates. Of course there on the freaking top freaking shelf. How do they even get up there.
       I stood on my tip toes, and I still couldn't reach it. I sighed and jumped, trying to get them. I, however, slipped and fell on my butt.
     "Are you okay?" I heard Mathew chuckle from behind me. I didn't even turn around for fear he would see my tomato face.
     "How long have you been there..." I said, closing my eyes and fearing the answer.
       "Long enough," he chuckled. I heard him walk over to me and swiftly reach up and grab two plates.
      "Show off..." I mumbled before getting up. I brushed myself off and followed Mathew into the living room where the boys were.
       My face turned to horror as I looked into the living room. This is bad.....
             Hey y'all, yes, I'm aware, it's a cliffy. Yes, I called it a cliffy, don't judge me. How is everyone? Who is so ready for Halloween? Me, that's who. Well, goodnight you guys!
---Maddie