Chapter 9 I Numbers

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It was a Monday. It was an hour after school.

The squad were at McDonald's.

We were sitting at the table eating.

I sat next to Danny while Justin sat across from Danny.

I bought large chips, tomato sauce, large frozen Coke, and a chicken burger.

Danny bought 10 nuggets, medium chips, an Angus burger, sweet and sour sauce, and a small Fanta.

Justin bought a chicken burger, 10 nuggets, bbq sauce and a medium Lift.

There was a lady who walked passed us, and she was checking out Danny.

"I'm hot," Danny said quietly.

"Na, I'm hotter than you," Justine said to Danny.

"Na, I'm way hotter than you. I got ladies checking me out while no one checks you out." Danny said to Justin.

"Oooh," I said.

"Danny, who's hotter, me or Danny?" He asked.

"Danny, definitely," I said, making Danny smile.

"See, I'm way hotter than you," Danny said to Justin.

"This because Mary is a gay cunt. You know what?" He slammed his hand on the table. "Let's make a bet. The person who gets the least number in 10 minutes has to wear Lady Gaga's meat dress."

"You got yourself a deal," Danny said.

Danny and Justine both shook hands. They both stood up and started trying to get ladies' numbers.

10 minutes later, Danny and Justine returned to the table.

"Let me count them up. Give me your numbers." I said.

Danny and Justin put their hands in their pockets and grabbed several pieces of paper. They handed them to me.

I grabbed Danny first, and I started counting them.

7.

I grabbed Justin, and I started counting them up.

2.

"Justin got 2 numbers while Danny got 7 numbers. So Danny is the winner," I said. "Justin, I bet you'll look fab in the meat dress." I put my hand on Justin's shoulder.

He looks miserable.

"Fuck!" He screamed.

Danny and I started laughing hysterically.

I could imagine what Justin would look like in a meat dress.

"Good luck," Danny said to Justin, laughing still.

"Fuck you," Justin said to Danny as he pointed the finger at them.

"Don't forget you were the one who made the bet," I said to Justin.

Justin pouted and crossed his arms.

"Don't pout. It's not my fault I'm hotter than you." Danny said, Justin.

I giggled. He continued to pout.

"Let's continue eating," I said.

We all continued eating.

The entire time we were eating, Justin was sulking. I was trying my very best not to laugh at him.

He acts like a child sometimes.

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