You Make Me Feel So Right, Even When I'm Wrong

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I wake up and cuddle in the hotel bed. There is a knock on the door.

“Go away,” Paris said.

I get up and throw a hoddie on and put the hood on and open the door and see Jessica.

“What wrong?” I ask.
“Do you two want to go get breakfast with some riders,” Jessica asks.
“Yeah, twenty minutes,” Paris said.
“Ok.”
“Thanks Jessica,” I said.
“No problem.”

I smile at her and close the door then get dress in my jeans and put on my black and white checker slip on vans. I go to my bag and throw on my girl fit Nine inch nails shirt on and put my plain black hoddie on.

“Everything is so fitted then you get the hoddie,” Paris said.
“It’s a nice blanket.”
“Was it one you took from Ricky?”
“No I gave Ricky all his stuff back.”
“Ok.”

I go to the bath room and put simple eye make-up on and bush my hair then put the bean back on. I pack my bag and sit on my bed while grabbing my phone and room key. Once Pairs is done getting ready we go out of the hotel and see Jessica talking to a blond girl. Paris runs and hugs her. I go over to Jessica and lay my head on her shoulder.

“It’s my little sister. Creepy right,” Paris said.
“What?” I ask.
“Jake the blond hair guy.”
“Right Creepy guy.”

I yawn and cuddle closer to Jessica.

“Is someone tired,” Broc asks.
“I will kick your ass Tickle,” I grumble out at him.

I laugh a little.

“What is so funny?” Broc asks.
“It sounds so wired with your last name. Jessica did you take his name because I mean your last name is going to be tickle. Your children name will be Tickle,” I said.
“It’s better than Dingo,”
“What’s the thing you always say about Dingo?” Jessica asks.
“Maybe the Dingo ate your baby,” I said.
“What do you mean?” the blond hair girl asks.
“The Dingo.”
“Ok I’m lost,” Jessica said.
“You watch way too much Seinfeld,” Paris said.
“You know where it’s from,” I said.
“What?” Dean asks.

I look at Dean and see he has a can of Monster.

“They talking about Seinfeld,” The girl said.
“Ok. That’s an old show,” Dean said.
“We grew up on it,” Paris said.

I walk over to Dean.

“So you like Dean more than me as a pillow now?” Jessica asks.
“Nope,” I said.

I gave him a puppy dog face. He looks at me and then around.

“What you want Angel?” Dean asks.

I hold my hand out and he looks at me and I point to the monster can. He opens it and hands it to me. I smile and take a sip before hug him.

“You are the best Dean,” I said.
“Thank you,” Dean said.

“Where is Jake so we can get breakfast?” Broc asks.

The blond guy comes and the girl grabs his hand and pulls him away from Paris.

“So where are we eating?” The blond hair guy asks.
“I don’t know,” Paris said.

“Doughnuts are good,” I mumble out causing Dean to laugh since he is the only one to hear it.
“That is a no in race season,” Dean said.
“They are good. Carls is also good.”

“The Café place that makes those good omelets,” Jessica asks.
“Oh yeah that was good last year. I don’t remember where they are.” Paris said.
“I don’t either Broc?”
“I think you went without me and took Hanny,” Broc said.
“Right let me ask Hansen,” Paris said.
“Is it the place you took me when I came back?” I ask.
“Yeah you remember where?”
“Yeah it’s in Berkley.”
“Right.”
“Why were you up here?” Broc asks.
“She wanted to see a band,” Paris said.
“Hey it was not any band. It was Nekromantix.”
“Right I know that that is.”
“It’s a rockabilly band.”

I pout and Dean push the monster up. I smile and take a sip.

“Ok where is it?” Broc asks.
“It’s the first left after the Here and There sign and down a couple blocks.”
“Right.”
“So where are the Here and There signs?” The blond hair gut asks.
“Good question,” Paris said.

I grab my phone and type it in to Google then the directions from my location and hand it to Paris. She hands me the keys.

“Two cars?” Paris asks.
“Yeah.”
“Where you guys going?” Hansen asks.
“The omelet place,” Paris said.
“I’m in.”
“So me, Angel, Jake and you in one and the others in the other,” The girl asks.
“So I’m alone with three guys,” Jessica asks.
“Yep,” Paris and the blond girl said.

I go in the car and start it up and hook my ipod on and turn it to The Offspring first album. Paris came in and looks at me.

“Tell you when to turn and things?” Paris asks.
“Just tell me the street name and what turn,” I said.
“Ok.”

She goes and tells me everything and I drive to it without a problem.

“She is a good driver,” The blond hair said.
“Live in LA you learn to be one,” Paris said.

I put my ipod in my pocket and walk out and drink the rest of the monster while we walk to the restaurant. I sit down and the blond looks at me.

“Hi I’m Nicole,” She said.
“Angel.”

I grab a menu and start looking over it and sigh since nothing sounds good.

“What’s wrong?” Dean asks.
“Nothing sounds good.”
“Not enough sugar for you?”
“Well yeah everything is with eggs and healthy.”

He laughs a little and shakes his head.

“Everything unhealthy just goes in your belly daily doesn’t it?” Dean teas me.
“While everything I eat is yummy,” I said with a slight laugh.

Dean laughs lightly and point to the pancakes.

“Oh Pancakes with chocolate chips,” I said loudly.
“You know that’s a lot of sugar right?” Nicole said.
“She doesn’t care,” Broc and Paris said.
“Joy of benign only 19 and walk most places,” I said.
“And can move those feet,” Dean said.

Pairs looks at Dean.

“He really got in to shuffling last night. It’s funny to see him try to do it,” I said.
“Can you ark?” Broc asks.
“Ark?” I asks.
“Shaking your ass,” Paris and Jessica said at the same time.
“Oh that’s easy. I can do that while sleeping,” I said.

The table laughs a little.

“So your only 19?” The blond hair asks.
“Yeah I don’t look older do I? I ask.
“No just young for a monster girl.”
“Very true Jake but as my little sister they let her go,” Paris said.
“And get a special contract,” Jessica said.
“Yep.”

I look at Paris. She grabs her phone out and my phone rings. I grab it and see she text me. I open it and it read You can date Dean and be fine.

“That’s all?” I ask.
“Yeah,” Paris said.
“That’s great.”

We order and talk around the table but I stay quite not really ready to be talking a lot.
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