Chapter 2 - A Date or Not a Date?

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(Annabelle's POV)

That is the question. Is this a date tonight? Or is it just two friends hanging out? Who am I kidding it's definitely just friends hanging out. I grounded and leaned back on the couch. I was sitting, watching reruns of my favorite show, Grey's Anatomy. It wasn't one of my favorite  episodes but it was still a good one. I loved Meredith and Derek's relationship, they are so adorable together. Maybe someday that will be Peter and I, minus all the arguments, although that is part of being in a relationship. I looked at the clock, it was five-thirty, I should probably order the pizza, that way it could be here around six. I picked up the phone and dialed the number, which I have memorized because I love pizza too much.

"Hello! You've reached Pizza Hut! How can I help you?" A cheerful woman asked.

"Hi. I'd like two large pizzas, one cheese and one pepperoni." I said giving her my order.

"Ok! It will be ready in twenty minutes and then someone will drive it over." The woman said.

"Ok thanks, bye!" I said and hung up.

I picked up the TV remote and went to Netflix, to find some movie ideas for when Peter comes over. Let's see there's, Avatar, Lord of the Rings Trilogy, Star Trek, Across the Universe, and the list just keeps going on. Oh well I hope Peter has a movie in mind.


I heard a knock at my door, it was probably the pizza person. "Pizza delivery!" I heard them shout, my point being proven. It couldn't be Peter because he never knocks when he comes over. I ran over to the door and opened it. Peter was standing there holding the two large pizzas.

"Peter?" I stood there confused. "Why do you have the pizzas I ordered?" I asked as I let him in. "And why did you knock? You never knock." He smiled.

"Well as I walking up to your door and I ran into the pizza guy. I told him I lived here and I paid for the pizzas." He explained as he walked into the living room. I shook my head as he placed the pizzas down.

"Peter, I'm paying you back." I said.

"No you're not." He said and walked towards the kitchen. A few minutes later he came back in with two drinks. "For you." He offered as he handed me my drink.

"You didn't even ask if this is what I wanted to drink. How did you know I'd want it?" He sat down next to me on the couch.

"We've been best friends for as long as I can remember, I'm pretty sure I know that you only drink Pepsi when you eat pizza." He answered smugly.

"Fine, you got me there." I admitted defeat.

"So what are we going to watch?" He asked and took a bite of pepperoni pizza.

"Let's watch Avatar." I beamed excitedly. Peter nodded.

"Alright." I grabbed the remote and selected Avatar. We both continued to eat pizza throughout the movie. About an hour in to it, I got up and grabbed a carton of Mint Chocolate-Chip ice cream and two spoons. I handed Peter the carton, because I couldn't stand to hold something cold for too long. "Why are you giving it to me?" he asked. I shrugged.

"Why not?" I answered. I went to reach for more but Peter pulled the ice cream away. I tried to lunge for it but he just used his other arm to block me.

"No ice cream for you if you're going to make me hold it." He declared. I started to pout. Peter just laughed as I tried to reach for it again.

"Ok this isn't fair. You're arms are a lot longer than mine." I said. He laughed again and then handed me the ice cream.

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