^Beneath the Surface 5^

�I think you�d better stop,� Lance said, watching her put a spoon into her mouth.

�Now?�

�Yeah. That�s your 4th ice cream in 30 minutes,� Lance laughed, watching her face change expressions. �No normal girl would eat that many.�

�Are you saying I�m not normal?� she asked, being defensive jokingly.

Lance shook his head. �No. It�s just�you�re different.�

�That�s a given.�

�No really. There�s one more thing I wanna do tonight.�

Jessica looked up. �Like what?�

�Something you don�t wanna be stuffed for,� was all he said.

She pursed her milky white lips for a moment. �Ok.� She sat up and pushed the bowl away.

Lance sighed. �Hey mom?�

Diane came into the room. �Yes sweetie?�

�We�re ready to leave.�

�Oh, so soon?�

�It�s been an hour and a half mom,� Lance said.

�Oh that�s too bad.� She smiled at Jessica. �I hope you come back soon.�

�I probably will Mrs. Bass.�

�Please. Call me Diane. Don�t make me feel older than I actually am,� she smiled.

Jessica laughed. �Ok. Diane.�

Lance stood up. �C�mon Jessica. We�re gonna be late.�

�Number one: call me Jessie. Number two: where on earth are we going?�

�Don�t worry about that. Now hurry up.�

Jessica rolled her eyes. �How you get him to tell you anything, I do not understand.�

Diane laughed. �Don�t worry dear. You�ll like it. Trust me.�

�I�ll take your word for it.�

�C�mon.�

*-*-*

�God Lance your mom is so cool,� Jessica commented, getting into the car.

�Happy you think so.�

�So where are we going?� she asked. Then she glanced at the clock. �It�s already 9.�

�Don�t worry about it,� Lance repeated.

Jessica sighed. �How does your mother do this?�

�She doesn�t. That�s the trick.�

Jessica rolled her eyes.

*-*-*

�Whoa.�

�Steady Jess. Steady,� Lance laughed, holding her upright.

She blinked, waiting for the world stopped slanting. Jessica took a step, and she almost fell over. Lance lunged forward and caught her. He put an arm around her waist to help her keep her balance.

�Thanks.�

�You�re welcome.�

�What ride now?� she laughed.

�I think that�s enough for you,� Lance said.

�But-�

�C�mon Jessie. We�ve been here for over 2 hours and a half. We�re gonna be kicked out soon if not banned.�

Jessica laughed. �So what if we knocked down the house of mirrors? They can fix it.�

Lance shook his head. �C�mon. They�re gonna close soon.�

�But we haven�t been on that roller coaster,� she whined, pointing in one direction.

�And you haven�t barfed on that one either.�

Jessica tried to scowl, but she ended up laughing. �Ok so I had a little too much ice cream. So what?�

�Aren�t your parents expecting you home?� Lance asked, walking to the exit.

�I don�t know. They could be out,� she shrugged, her vision clearing.

�Out where at 11:45?� Lance asked quizzically. No normal parents went out at 11.

She shrugged again, putting her arm around Lance.

Lance smiled, but kept walking. �C�mon. We�re going home.�

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