Learning To Love The Game (A HomelessGoomba Fan fiction.)

Chapter 2

We awkwardly sat in the taxi shifting our wieght every once in a while. The ride became agonizingly slow and we kept sneaking awkward glances at each other not sure what to do. When we finally arrived at my house I eagerly took that as an opening I paid the taxi driver and rushed up the stairs.

I carried all of my clothes and art while Issac took all of the electronics and fragile. Luckily we were quick because the Taxi driver was a complete Fartknocker. We were carrying it all down the stairs when I spoke up. "Its really nice of you guys to let me stay really it means a lot I don't really have anywhere else to go." I say in a awkward ramble. He just laughs I'm not sure if he's mocking me or if he's doing something else. "Just let it go Issac." I say patting his shoulder.

He immediately burst into another round of hysterics. We both ended up sitting there in the stare well in hysterics and every time we seemed to calm down we'd burst into another fit of laughter. Eventually we stopped because our taxi driver was screaming at us from outside the building. We hurried and the whole ride back the taxi driver glared at us while we giggled like little girls in the back seat. When we arrived everyone else helped me carry my stuff in. It was weird how nice they were to me actually to the point where it made me nervous. I guess I've never really trusted people in general though.

On the way in me and Bethany had a bumper box competition where we bumped boxes every time Jordan wasn't look than we'd stop when he would look it was really quite fun actually. I think he got suspicious of our giggle though. When everything was inside I unpacked all into my room and it actually looked a lot like the room I had when I still had parents. I had mattresses press up against the wall and where my head would be I hung up my art and I had a dresser pressed up against the bed and a TV on top of the dresser with all my devices on a chair beside the TV.

"Kat I need food." Cried Bethany from downstairs. I immediately went down because this was the reason the were letting me stay anyway right? When I rushed downstairs she was sitting on the kitchen floor pouting and I laughed at her and she just laughed back.

"I'm assuming I have to make supper correct?" I ask Bethany already searching through the cupboards and fridge. She nods sticking her lip out as I find absolutely nothing in any of their cupboards or anything, "Come Bethany to the store." I say in a superman pose running to the front door. "For Narina we must go grocery shopping." I scream as me an Bethany run out the door. We ran to my bike where I gave Bethany a helmet with a bright pink safety sticker on it am I took my lime green flamed helmet and put it one.

We drove off before anyone had anytime to react. Bethany was clinging to me for dear life and I heard her squeak when I went faster. She we arrived at the grocery store and got some real foods stuff I could actually cook with not just macaroni. Once we got to the cash register me and Bethany got into a debate on who should pay. "I should pay I'm not paying rent and I'm the cook I should pay." I say giving the teller my money.

"No I should pay you are cooking for us I told you, you had to cook I pay." This went on for another five minutes before I finally gave in and let Bethany pay.

On the route home I made sure to take the way with the fastest speed limit to annoy Bethany. I watched the road and kept hearing tiny shrieks coming from Bethany.When we entered the house Bethany was glaring at me. I went to the kitchen and started to make some Spaghetti and meat sauce dancing to my phones music. I kept glancing at the door making sure no one came in because' I sucked at dancing. I had quickly finished the spaghetti and than made a small pot of rice on the side for me considering I couldn't have wheat. I called everyone to supper setting the table and putting the pots on the table.

I sat down and served myself some rice and meat sauce and waited as everyone else slowly made their way to the table. We all made small chit chat about my and Issacs school which school I would be transferring to which happened to be Issacs school and also about their YouTube channel. Me and Cierra started to take a drink of our cokes when Issac asked. "So do you have a boyfriend?" Me and Cierra both spat out our drinks all over Bethany and Jordan.