Recap: Joe just took a picture of Liz and Nick and saved it on his cell phone. Story Start!
Nick’s POV
I woke up to feel Liz cuddled up with me. Not that I minded though.
I slowly climbed out of bed, grabbed some clothes, and headed into the shower.
After I got out, I changed into my gray plaid shirt, regular denim skinny jeans, and some gray Converse. I had somewhere to go.
I grabbed an apple, my Opti-Pod, phone, keys, and was out the door.
Liz’s POV
When I woke up, something felt different, so I looked around the room.
It was Nick’s! And he wasn’t there…
Bored, I took a shower and ate a bowl of cereal.
“Hi, Liz!” Frankie smiled.
“Yo, Tank!” I said.
“Do you know where Nick is?” He asked.
“No.” I answered.
“Oh.” He said, disappointed.
“Why? What’s wrong?” I questioned.
“Nothing, its just I wanted to hang out with him, you know?” He answered.
How cute! Little Frank-ster is growing up!
“Yeah. Me too.” I replied.
He smiled, evilly.
“What?” I asked.
“You love my brother…” He said, still smiling.
“No…It’s not…It’s really complicated…” I answered, quoting Juno.
“Don’t worry. I won’t tell.” He whispered and walked off whistling.
What was that all about?!
A few minutes later, I was sitting on the couch next to Frankie, watching Spongebob, when Joe came and sat down next to me.
“Morning!” I stated, hugging him.
“Gerd Mornin’ Lassie.” He said in some foreign accent I could not comprehend. Instead of asking an unanswerable question, I just giggled.
“I figured out the secret, you were talking about with Kevin.” Frankie said.
“Really?” Joe asked.
“Yeah it didn’t take much either. You can read her like a book!” Frankie exclaimed.
“What secret? And I hope you two are aware of the fact that I am sitting right here!” I yelled.
“True.” Joe said, agreeing with Frankie, totally ignoring me!
“Hello?” I asked, obnoxiously loud.
“How long do you think it’ll last?” Frankie asked, flipping the channels.
“The I-love-you-and-you-love-me-but-I’m-too-afraid-and-blind-to-see-and-or-do-anything-about-it phase?” Joe quizzed.
“Yup.” Frankie answered.
“Not long.” Joe replied.
“Same.” Frankie agreed.
“YO DUDES, IDIOTS, WHATEVER YOU WANT TO BE CALLED! I’M RIGHT HERE NEXT TO YOU AND HEAR YOU TALKING!!!” I yelled.
“Who says we are talking about you and Nick?” Joe asked.
“Who says the guy I thought you were talking about was Nick?”
