CHAPTER 16

                                    

                                          

"AND IF YOUR'E THINKING OF ME, I'M PROBABLY THINKING OF YOU."
PETER 
Ned can you come over? 
It's really important I need to tell you something 
NED 
Lemme ask my lola
She said yes I'll be there in a few mins






















"HI, NED. I DIDNT KNOW YOU were coming over. Are you staying for dinner?" May asked. Ned was over a lot, so Ned staying for dinner was nothing new. 
Peter ran out of his bedroom, "We don't know." Peter exclaimed as he pushed Ned to his bedroom.
May laughed at the two boys, "Peter be nice!" she scolded, getting no answer from either. 
Peter slammed the door behind him. "Okay, seriously. What's so important?" Ned asked, chuckling. 
Peter sighed longly, "You remember how I told you that Andie told my alter — ego  that she likes me? And I didn't like her back. Well, Brad Davis told me that he was going to ask her out and I just . . . wanted to hit him. I wanted to punch his stupid face and his stupid hair, and then I realized that I was so angry because I like her back." he explained. "And he told me that he's planning some really extravagant thing to ask her out." Peter groaned. "Fuck I waited too long." he croaked. 
Ned shrugged. "So, you just have to plan something better and quicker." he said matter-of-factly. 
"Yeah, I made a plan." 
"So why am I here?" 
Peter ran his hand through his hair, "Because what if she says no?" he took a deep breath.
Ned scoffed. "She's not gonna say no! It's Andie, her favourite song is 'You Are In Love' by Taylor Swift!" Peter was about to argue, before Ned cut him off prematurely. "Plus, she already told you that she has a crush on you! Tell me your plan." he sighed. 
"Okay, step one ; i'm gonna sit next to her on the flight." Peter started, Ned nodded. "Step two ; I'm gonna buy a dual-headphone adapter and watch movies with her the whole time. You know, Little Women, Legally Blonde, Ten Things I Hate About You. Movies she likes. Step three ; Venice is famous for making stuff out of glass, right? So, I'm gonna buy her a bracelet or earrings or a necklace or something because she loves jewelry. Step four ; When we go to Paris, I'm gonna take her to the top of the Eiffel Tower, she's not afraid of heights, so that's good. Then, I'm gonna give her the necklace. Step five ; Tell her how I feel. And then, step six ; Pray she feels the same way and kisses me on the Eiffel Tower." 
Ned listened intently. "Okay, and then don't do any of that. I thought we were going to bachelors in Europe, man!" Peter scoffed. 
































ANDIE AND MJ SAT on Andie's bedroom floor as she finally packed, she had been putting packing off for as long as possible. 
"You wanna sit beside me on the plane? I like Betty but I'd rather sit beside you." MJ asked, folding clothes for Andie. 
Andie awkwardly mumbled. "Um, so actually I was planning on sitting beside Peter. But I need a favour, I'll owe you big time!" she begged. 
MJ stuck out her tongue, "Boo! Fine, though. What's the favour?" 
"So, on the plane I'm being forced to sit beside Brad, you're sitting beside Betty, and Peter is sitting beside Ned. If you sit beside Brad, Ned can sit with Betty, and I can sit beside Peter. Please, please, please! MJ I'm begging you, please!" 
MJ groaned, "Say I agree, why would Betty want to sit beside Ned or vice — versa?" she asked. MJ was right, Andie hadn't given it too much consideration, she was too focused on getting MJ to agree in the first place.
"I mean — I just figured if they had to, then they would." Andie shrugged. "I don't know! I'll beg Ned or Betty or Brad or something! Brad has a crush on me, I'm sure he won't mind." she defended. 
MJ 'tsk'ed. "Why can't Betty and I sit together and then Brad and Ned sit beside each other?" she asked, "Or even Ned and I and then Betty and Brad?" 
Andie sighed and shrugged, "I mean yeah, but where's the fun in that?" she giggled. 
MJ smiled. "Okay. I'll sit beside good old Brad Davis." she agreed. "Why do you like Peter so much anyway?" 
Andie sighed, "I don't know. He's just . . . I don't know." she stammered. 
MJ rolled her eyes playfully. "You're in love!" she giggled as Andie slapped her lightly.
The two girls heard the front door unlock, "Andie! Êtes-vous ici?" Cléa yelled. ( meaning ; are you here? )
Andie lightly groaned, "Oui, maman!" 
"Viens voir ce que je t'ai acheté pour ton voyage!" Cléa sang loudly whilst laughing. ( meaning ; come see what i bought you for your trip ) 
Andie an annoyed noise as she got up and walked to the kitchen with MJ. Andie's eyes widened in horror as she saw what her mother held up, MJ started laughing so hard that her eyes teared up. 
"Maman! Condoms? What — I — Wha — Wh — Why?!" Andie gasped. Cléa had no reason to believe that Andie would want or need condoms, Andie was a virgin, and the amount of boyfriends she ever had could fit into one hand.
MJ was literally laughing so hard she was on the floor, rolling back and forth. Andie quickly kicked MJ in the stomach, making MJ laugh harder. "I'm sorry, Andie, I didn't know your friend was here. Comment ça va MJ?" Cléa had been teaching MJ french every time she came over, MJ took french class in ninth grade but lost most, if not all, of it. 
"Ça va très, très bien. Merci." answered MJ. She was very thankful for this interaction. 
Andie started almost crying, out of embarrassment, out of laughter. Just out of confusion. "Maman, why?!" she cried, half-jokingly. 
Cléa giggled lightly, "You can never be too safe. You are going to Europe alone, I do not know where exactly you are going, I do not know who you are going to meet." she said in broken english. "I have been to Italy, I have lived in France, and the Europeans they — we are very passionate people. It is very easy to be swept away." Cléa smiled, remembering back to her past experiences in life. 
Andie let out a fake sob, "I get being safe over sorry, but one hundred condoms? Are you for real? Do actually you think I'm gonna have sex with one hundred people in a two week class — trip?" her face was red out of pure embarrassment, making MJ laugh, somehow, even harder.
"Well, Andie, I do not know. Just take them on the trip, some of them at least." Cléa begged. 
Andie threw her head back in despair, "Oh my god, maman!" she cried. "Pft, fine!" she sighed as she pulled a still laughing MJ back to her bedroom. 
MJ's cheeks hurt from laughing so hard, along with her stomach. She took a deep breath to calm herself down, "Oh my god, that was so fucking funny." she started laughing once again, even harder now. 
Andie hid her head underneath her pillow out of sheer embarrassment, "Uuuuughhhhh." she let out a guttural sigh. "I'm gonna shoot myself." 























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huuuuuge filler chap 🤞
but nice little way to show how much petey likes andie and vice versa