Chapter 11
Juicy Fruit

I guess I should have heard the warning in Al's "Uh oh," but at the time it seemed small

Hine sight is 20/20.

"Let me guess you wanna play laser tag," the blond head teenager said to me popping on pink bubble gum.

"Um . . . no. Actually, I was hoping you could perform brain surgery on my imaginary cat," I said sarcastically.

"What?" she said looking confused.

"Nothing, never mind. I need to reserve a spot for six."

"Ugh! What's the name?"

"You're are such a charming young lady," I said leaning over her podium.

"Really?" Bubble gum girl smiled.

"To somebody . . . somewhere . . . maybe. So six please?

"Anything for you, sexy."

The look she was trying to give may have been sexy if the pink bubble gum hadn't been sticking to her teeth and lips.

"I'll make a deal with you," I whisper, "Put the Cullen's on the next open spot and I'll do something for you." I bounced my eyebrows.

"Really," she kept grinning, showing way too many teeth.

"Yup," I said popping the "p" on the end.

She giggled, "Okay." The she snorted.

Who the hell snorts?

"It'll be 30 minutes," she continued to snicker. "So, what do I get? A kiss! Oh I want a kiss."

"I got something better for you. I'm going to hook you up with my homeboy."

"Really? Ooh, which one?" She looked over my shoulder to where Edward, Carlisle, and Jasper stood.

"Not them; trust me you don't want any of those monsters!"

"Then who?" She snorted again.

"I'll be right back."

Okay now this was my chance to get away from Miss Juicy Fruit but I needed to do my good deed for the day. I jogged a humanly as possible pass the rest of the gang. The whole family looking at me crazy . . . well crazier than usual.

"Emmett! Don't do it. Don't do this," Edward said.

"It won't hurt anything Eddie. It'll be alright," I heard Alice say.

"Do I even want to know?" Rosalie asked.

"You'll see."

Emmett has a plan . . . this may mean trouble . . .