Chapter 2

Mom and Dad were fighting when I came home though and Greg’s nowhere to be found so I’m stuck in my room with my earphones plugged in. Glad I have my frosty with me!

                         

Minutes passed, I was about to do my homework in economics but my parents’ fight is destructing me enough to even think about it. They’ve been like this since we were kids but Mom threw her plate collections towards dad the other day.

 

Maybe that was something serious.

 

Should I be bothered?

 

Maybe not.

 

I chatted a few friends to ask if I can come over but they’re all in the arena. Watching the game.

 

I sighed.

 

I chose a sweater to wear and pulled it in then I left a note in the TV downstairs

I’m going to watch the game at the arena.-Sweet

 

After five minutes of driving, I reached the arena and I parked my car at a restaurant near because the area’s jam-packed. Sure, a lot of people came tonight.

 

I bought three hotdogs from the side vendors and went in. I texted Beth to let her know that I’m here.

 

I struggled a lot to reach the place they’re at. Surprised that Johnny B. is here too… Oh, Beth mentioned that she’s going to watch it with him. I only bought three hotdogs for the three of us. I tried giving him mine but he told me that he doesn’t mind but I still insisted that I’m going to treat him in the diner after the game.

 

“So the dinner is in you…” Beth whispered.

 

“Nah I’ll only pay for Johnny B.”

 

“Stop calling him that! His name is Peter”

 

“But he looks like Johnny Bravo!”

 

“You’re mean”

 

“I’m not… I’m just messing with you guys” I rolled my eyes.

 

She laughed. She always does because she can’t stay mad at me.

 

We watched the game silently after the scenario. Not literally silent, of course we cheered and booed some players but we didn’t talk to each other the whole time. Maybe because we’re too busy watching.

 

This is my 2^nd time to come to the volleyball night and I’m surprised that I’m actually enjoying the game.

 

After the game as promised, we drove to the diner and I ordered tomato soup and hot wings for myself. I paid for Johnny B.’s burger and fries and cranberry soda. I checked my phone when the server made her way out of our booth.

 

I have 2 messages from Mom and Greg telling me to go home for dinner. I don’t want them to wait up so I called mom and told her that I’ll be home after an hour and that I’m eating out. She said okay and hung up.

 

Our orders were served by a girl our age. I think I saw her somewhere but I’m not in the mood to figure that out, I just shoved my face with hot wings.

 

“You look like a pig” Hannah teased.

 

“Thanks Yohana Bartolome. I’ll take that as a compliment” I said sarcastically before laughing along with them.

 

We continued eating and halfway our meals, Hannah extended her arms with her phone to take our personal groupie. She posted it on Instagram. She’s an addict.

 

“Hey guys, Chloe commented on our groupie. She said that Sweet looks cute. That doesn’t even make sense! Hah, she’s just trying to get your blessing, she likes your brother! You’re huge, cute things are tiny. What a B!” Hannah reported. What she said was the truth but I know that she’s just jealous that even if I have hot wings sauce all over my face, I still look cute to Chloe.

 

Perks of being an Ideal Sister-in-law

 

“Maybe, but Sweet looks cute right now, I agree” Johnny B. commented.

 

Beth coughed and said through gritted teeth “Girlfriend here”

 

We all laughed on how Beth reacted. Of course, Johnny B.’s not trying to hit on me. He’s just trying to comfort me coz’ honestly, I’m not cute and never will be.

 

Hannah excused herself after finishing our dessert. I stayed with Beth and Johnny B. for a while before finally going home and dropping them off.