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Stuttering 87
Andy laughed as I held up these shoes and scratched his beard.
"He's a little girl. I'm surprised he hasn't bought the babies matching shoes yet." Andy said rolling his eyes.
"Genius! Matching shoes!"
"What did I just do?"
"You gave me the most brilliantest idea. As you should have."
There were these high top Nikes and low top Nikes. We already know I don't like shoes and now you know I don't like Nikes shoes. The only reason for that is because they are extremely narrow and make my feet angry.
"Andy?" I whispered extremely geeked.
"Yes Cali?" Andy stated.
"The high tops or the low tops?"
"Low tops."
"With or without the strap?"
"Without. The strap looks gay."
"You really are paying attention."
"Of course."
Andy and his boarderline hippy voodoo I thought to myself laughing. He then picked up a pair of baby sized shoes and pouted.
"Cali. I like these." Andy stated.
"Dude! That style, comes in these and these colours." I said picking up 2 different shoes, "I like the yellow, maroon and green ones, but the red and blue ones with the orange/yellow gum bottoms remind me of Optimus Prime." I said laughing.
"Then get those. And oh! Get them in baby size too!"
"Done."
Just as we were walking up to the counter I saw these white on purple and red hightops with a metallic blue sole. A few months ago these would have been the ugliest pair of shoes I saw but times they are a changin'.
"Can we go now?" Andy asked, "its 245p and its a Monday and we have to beat rush hour and get to Joe's before Patrick has an aneurysms."
"True."
I bought all these shoes and swiped my credit card. As we were walking out I remembered Gin's Cinnabons, which she didn't deserve, but ok- speak of the devil and she shall appear. I kicked my phone open and started to text.

PinkPhoenix: So Pete says...we're hot.
IBeDatGirl: u needed Pete to tell you that? Pssh.
PinkPhoenix: No. I just dug the reiteration.
IBeDatGirl: now you've been to long with Pete.
IBeDatGirl: damn big words.
PinkPhoenix: and you + spelling = sigh
IBeDatGirl: hater.
PinkPhoenix: how's baby daddy?
IBeDatGirl: he's more tired then I am
IBeDatGirl: I just want these kids out. It feels like they've been in here so long.
PinkPhoenix: 40 weeks average Human gestation period.
IBeDatGirl: I know.
PinkPhoenix: what r u doing?
IBeDatGirl: with Andy.
PinkPhoenix: o.O ?
IBeDatGirl: shopping.
IBeDatGirl: I'm not a whore.
IBeDatGirl: like u.
PinkPhoenix: ok.
IBeDatGirl: sorrie.
PinkPhoenix: Oh no. If the shoe fits...
IBeDatGirl: not the 6/8 Chucks?
PinkPhoenix: those too.
PinkPhoenix: lol!
PinkPhoenix: Pete's telling me to get off my phone.
IBeDatGirl: fuck Pete.
PinkPhoenix: exactly!
PinkPhoenix: nah, I'll be around
IBeDatGirl: ok then, I'll c u. Andy's having road rage.
PinkPhoenix: Oh yea!
PinkPhoenix: The hippy!
PinkPhoenix: He's the worse of them all.
IBeDatGirl: lol! thanx for the late warning.
PinkPhoenix: Sorrie.
PinkPhoenix: LOL.
*
Patrick pulled up to Joe's and fixed his hat on his head. He noticed that Joe's door was literally open which meant Joe was taking a nap on the couch. No one still understood why Joe did this. It was just odd.
Patrick walked into Joe's place and smacked Joe hard on the face. Joe fell out his couch and smacked Patrick on the stomach. Both guys stood there in pain laughing their asses off.
"You're a fag Patrick!" Joe yelled.
"No I'm not! I'm having babies!" Patrick argued back.
"Fags can have babies."
"Yea well...masochist."
"And I have the bruises to show for it...Well had. I've got tattoos!"
"Where's your woman?"
"With Andy."
"So. She's cheating on you with Andy?"
"Nah. They went shopping or something. They should be here soon. I told her to meet me here. Wheres Marie?"
"She saw that I wouldn't get rid of R2-D2 and broke up with me."
"What?"
"Same thing I said."
"Its R2!"
"I know!"
"Liar."
"I think I called her Genovieve when we had sex last night." Joe groaned wrapping himself up more in his hoodie.
"You're gonna be lonely for a long time." Patrick added laughing
"Yes I am...I hate her but god our sex was outrageous."
"Really?"
"Yes she just knew...me and...I don't like this."
"Oh I'm sorrie. You're still talking?"
"The mother of your children hates you."
"She usually does but not today."
Patrick fell onto the couch and groaned.
"I know she's at the mall but I miss her all the time we're not together." Patrick started.
"Well that's sweet."
"Last night at your thing while holding Cali I was thinking about Elisa."
Joe stuck his fingers in his ears. His 'Hear No Evil' motto still worked. He loved Calista too much to be any part of this.
"No! Not like that Joe." Patrick said rolling his eyes.
"Then like what?"
"I mean, if I would have met Cali a few weeks earlier I maybe would have slept with Elisa. I would have cheated on her, but I didn't."
"Her Elisa or her Calista."
"See, I don't know...there's something there Joe."
"You married her."
"I did. I'm still so scared to lose her." Patrick sighed.
"But you did anyways."
"Yea I know..."
"So what happened in Paris?"
"Excuse me?"
"Same room. Patrick, I think you know that WE know that you slept with Elisa."
Patrick shifted uncomfortably on the couch and took his hat off. He didn't think that someone saying those words would have made what he did so real. But this is Joe, his best friend. Joe knows everything.
"You know I-" Patrick started.
"Joe knows Patrick. Joe knows."
"So?"
"I want an explanation. I won't tell." Joe said rolling his eyes.
"In the vault?" Patrick demanded.
"Yes. So. In Paris...you did." Joe sighed, "she was in your room."
"Yea but me and Cali weren't serious."
"I don't understand how you weren't serious. I feel as if this is what you're telling yourself to justify cheating in December...that'll be an awesome title for something..."
"Cheating in December? Shut up."
"What happened?"
"I was drunk or someshit. A drink with every meal? That rocked."
"But?"
"I called Elisa, Cali and everything. I know I did because she was like who's Cali and I just *shifty eyes* and nothing."
"Hence the her being so pissed she sent pics to try and-"
"Sabotage us...yea."
"But you had sex with Cali over-"
"Once. In Vegas."
"Back stage."
"True."
"Multiple times on the bus..."
"True."
"And then..."
"I stopped talking to her. I tried to be a dick to push her away and she even told me. She said 'don't fucking cheat on me because I'm worth more then that'."
"With that said my friend. You guys were more than a hook up."
"I didn't wanna be with her at the time. I mean I did. I DO. I love her!"
"I think you nailed your own coffin when you called her your girlfriend in front of Travis. Calista was introduced as your GIRLFRIEND since day One."
"I know."
"So you cheated. On. Your. Girlfriend by design."
"I did."
"You did."
Patrick hung his head as this all suddenly played out in his brain. He cheated on his girlfriend who was totally oblivious to this. She literally had done nothing wrong and was everything to him as a woman should be. He clearly knew she was perfection. With perfection did come flaws and he loved them all.
Patrick extended his fist and so did Joe. Then they gave each other a pound and locked it to the left. That confession was in the vault.
"When's she getting here?" Joe asked.
"I don't know. But your front doors open."
"I can't believe I learned that on my birthday."
"Yea..well. You don't know anything."
"True story."
*
Andy pulled up at 345p and I high 5ed him. For a hippy with road rage that was an extremely fun drive. I see what Gin saw in him. But it was all still a bit too weird.
"Joe's door is open." I sighed.
"Yea, but Patrick's car is there. I think they both don't know how to close doors. Its like...they should have grown up in the hood."
"Or in the woods, or a barn. You know who else doesn't close doors-"
"Genovieve." We said at the same time.
"Or she'll close and not lock." I added, "come to think about it. She just doesn't lock."
Andy laughed as he helped me with my bags. I grabbed the ones with the shoes as Andy pushed the door open.
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we kno we are 3 hours early but we were so excited about where the story is going that weve decided to go ahead and post anyway....
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Gin&Cal