Chapter 11

"Sundays are the best," Emma says aloud , getting up from her stool she stands up holding the glass of alcohol high.

"Let's celebrate the partnership of you two," she sings in a drowsy tone ,Dylan and I took out glasses and raised it up both their glasses were fill up with alcohol but mine is orange juice.

It's not that I don't drink it's just that I go crazy when I'm drunk.

"Cheers," we say unison as we sit down.

Grabbing the bbq stick I pulled the meat through my teeth,this flavour takes me to another world and after all what happened for the past few days is flown away when my taste buds dance in excitement.

Emma,Dylan and I came out ,we had lunch in their place , Dylan's mom cooking is the best she is soo kind and loving too,his family always treats me like a member of theirs.

Ordering the third plate ,I grab the last stick and stuff it up in my mouth.

"What?," I ask looking at Dylan because his eyes were on me all the time.