“What’s up with your dad?”
“Oh he’s just sick of people trying to kill him, mainly you.”
“I didn’t try to kill him!” Jonas practically screeched.
“Yeah, he said you’d say that.” I said without looking up from my game. I was nearing the end of the mission and I didn’t feel like starting over.
Jonas collapsed like the trade center onto the couch beside me smashing the remainder of chips in the Doritos bag and scattering gummie worms onto the floor.Frowning I glanced down at my fallen snack then shrugged.
“I didn’t try to kill him,” Jonas repeated sullenly, “it just kinda happened. Hey! Get that guy!” he pointed to the screen excitedly.
I hate back seat gamers but Jonas was my best friend so I killed the enemy soldier anyway. “You always say things just kinda happened when usually its you being a dumb ass that causes it.”
“I wasn’t really being a dumbass,” Jonas picked up a gummie worm and inspected it for fuzz. “I didin’t mean to pull out in front that semi.”
I slid him a disbelieving look but he went on.
“It’s not like we were really in danger. Your dad has one of those teacher brake thingies on his side. He coulda used it.”
“Dude!” I dropped the controller into my lap and stared at Jonas. “Seriously, this is the third time you’ve taken drivers’ ed and you’ve nearly killed my dad every time!”
“Not every time!” Jonas whined. “That first time it was Julie’s fault!”