5 Guys, a Girl And A Pizza Guy Chapter 6

Web Misstress' note: all french phrases will be marked with a * and be translated at the bottom into english.

"Who was that?" asked Kellie as Anji threw a pillow across the room. "Wrong number," she muttered. "*Je ne pense pas!" giggled Ren�e. "Was it Philippe asking you out again?" "No," Anji said. "It was those guys that hit me." "YOU JUST HUNG UP ON THE BACKSTREET BOYS!" squealed Kellie and Ren�e at the same time. "Yes, I did," said Anji as the phone rang again. She mumbled something under her breath and picked it up. "Hello?" "Anjulee, please don't hang up." "Why shouldn't I? Does it make you feel guilty?" "Yes it does..." "Good. You should feel guilty. You ruined my life. I saw my doctor today. She said I'll probably never be able to play hockey again. And I'll probably have a limp the rest of my life." "I'm so sorry," said the voice at the other end of the phone. "*Mon Dieu!" exclaimed Ren�e. "You never told us that!" cried Kellie. "Anjulee, we're going to be landing at the Miramichi airport in fifteen minutes, we'd like to see you to apologize in person." "It won't change anything," Anji said angrily. "I'd rather if you didn't come."

Kellie grabbed the phone. "Hello? Who is this?" "I'm Kevin," said the voice. "We're all here!" cried another voice in the background. "That's good," she said. "I'm Kellie, I'm one of Anji's best friends. I think you guys should get your butts over here. She's being really bitchy. You guys better fix things!" "What's wrong?" he asked concerned. "Everything. She's just..." "I'm just what!?" cried Anji. "Depressed? Yes! Pissed? Yes! *Une perdette? Oui!" "What's she saying?" asked Kevin. "Nothing really important," said Kellie. "So when are you guys landing?" "In about ten minutes." "Do you still have the address?" "Yes." "Great, we'll see you in an hour." "An hour?" "It takes that long to get here from the airport." "Okay then, bye." "Bye." Kellie hung up the phone.

Ren�e hit Anji with a pillow. "Girl, you are the biggest loser. You don't want the Backstreet Boys to come to your house!?" "No, I don't," she said simply. "I'm sorry." "Anji," said Kellie. "Are you okay?" "*Non, je ne suis pas! I hate this! Look at me, I can't get around with out crutches to hold me up. My knee shakes if I try to stand on it. I still can't move my shoulder fully. Guys won't go out with me, because it's a pain to open doors you guys are probably getting sick of carrying my books, my team hasn't won a game since I got hurt..." Anji started crying. "It isn't fair! I wish I'd never gone to the concert!"

*1: I don't think so!

*2: My god!

*3: A cripple? Yes!

*4: No, I am not!

5 Guys, A Girl, And A Pizza Guy

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