chapter 9

I was already at the smoothie shop for ten minuets before Nate finally showed his face.

"What was the hold up...I'm starved!"

"Sorry, clothing issues with my mom."

"Looks like you won that argument"

"Obviously."

Nate was wearing a black-skull T, and skinny blue jeans. That was his normal outfit usually. People still ask me today if he's goth or emo...and I still say "NO!". That was that, he was my best friend and I stuck up for him.Even his mom says he dresses like a goth freak, I take it he ignores her.

"So what type of smoothie was your starved stomach aiming for?" he asked in his "casual" voice.

"Something smooth." I stated,knocking him off of his "cool" guard.

"That's not fair, last time you got to pay!"

"Fine,then I have a proposal."

"State your proposal,doubt I'll except though..." pouting was his specialty when it came to paying for grub.

"You pay for your smoothie, and I'll pay for mine,deal?"

"Not unless I get to pay for a third of yours."

"Fine, deal"

"Deal." he said with a great big smile on his face like he just won an Olympic medal or something.Ugh, boys and their pride!

"NEXT!" the dopey looking cashier screamed.

"I'll have the "Berry Mix"...Nate?"

"Whatever she's having."

"Small, medium, or large?"

"Small...Nate?"

"Again whatever she's having" he said as he nodded his head to me.

"8.16, tax and everythin."

Nate was doing the math in his head, he quickly handed the cashier a ten dollar bill while I was rumiging through my bag for my wallet.

"Comin' RIGHT up." said the cashier.

As I took my eye's off of the inside of my bag, no luck with the wallet, and said "That was very sneaky of you...I'll get you for that one, someday sometime, but you'll never know when..." I raised my eyebrows.

"Whatever...go pick a seat."

"FINE!" I dropped them, and stomped on his foot, I snickered to myself when I saw his wince.