Saturday. I finally made it. It's been a long, torturous week, but I think I managed okay. I looked at my phone and saw that I had 5 new messages.
Huh, that's weird. Usually no one texts me, and the only person who does is my mom.
I unlocked my phone and saw that two were from Jennifer, and the others from unknown numbers.
Jennifer: 8:00 am
Hey Gisselle. This is just a reminder that we're going to be at Angel's house in a couple of hours. You better not be late or I'm going to kick your ass.
Jennifer: 11:15 am
You bitch. You better have a reason for not being here on time. You're lucky I don't know where you live. Not yet, anyways.
I looked at the time on my phone. 12:00. Shit! I was supposed to meet them at 11! Fuck! I quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the restroom to get ready. I threw on my black Joker shirt, with black pants and my Joker converse. I ran downstairs looking desperately for my mom.
"Mom! Mom, where are you?"
"I'm in the kitchen!"
I ran into the kitchen and saw my mom washing dishes.
"Mom, you remember how I said that I was going to meet up with some friends today? Well I was supposed to be over there at 11 but apparently that didn't happen and so now I'm extremely late. Do you think you can give me a ride?"
"Oh, were they 5 teenagers? Two boys and three girls? If so they are in the living room waiting on you. I told them it wouldn't be long before you woke up."
"Mom, how long have they been here?"
"Oh, for about 30 minutes."
"30 MINUTES? WHY DIDN'T YOU WAKE ME UP AS SOON AS THEY CAME OVER? AND WAIT, HOW DO THEY EVEN KNOW WHERE I LIVE?" My mind was racing. How the hell did they know where I lived?
"Last time I tried to wake you up, you nearly killed me. I figured you would wake up soon, so I let you sleep. Now go see them. I'm pretty sure you've kept them waiting long enough."
"Yeah, thanks mom." Notice the sarcasm. Ugh, Jennifer is so going to kick my ass.
I cautiously made my way into the living room, where I saw them sitting on the couch watching TV, oblivious to my presence. Or so I thought.
As soon as I set foot in the living room Jennifer jumped up from the couch and attacked me.
"YOU SON OF A BISCUIT! WHY WERE YOU SLEEP SO LATE? DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME IT IS? DO YOU KNOW WHAT I HAD TO DO IN ORDER TO FIND WHERE YOU LIVED? I THOUGHT YOU BAILED ON US!!! I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO HAVE TO KILL YOU!"
"Jennifer, please calm down and let the girl breathe. She looks terrified out of her mind."
"SHUT UP KATHRYN! NO ONE ASKED FOR YOUR OPINION! SHE SHOULD BE SCARED, SINCE SHE'S ABOUT TO DIE!"
I almost pissed myself. Almost.
Slowly, Jennifer got up off of me, but not before sending me a look that said 'this conversation is not over yet.' I gulped.
Damn, she can be scary if she wants to. Note to self, don't piss Jennifer off.
"Okay, so now that we are all here and awake" Jennifer started while giving me a look, "we should get going."
"Yeah, and ooh, can we stop off and get ice cream first? I really want some ice cream. Maybe we should stop off at marble slab creamery. Yeah, let's do that." said Jorge jumping up and down.
"Yeah yeah whatever you want. Let's leave before Jorge starts having a bitch fit about his ice cream."
"I WILL NOT!"
"See, it's already starting."
"Whatever, let's just go."