"Bobby I don't think we'll all fit in your room." I said.

"Nonsense. If I can fit Dinger into skinny jeans I can fit you in here too." I laughed at his joke.

"Hey, I can get into skinny jeans with out you." Dinger sounded hurt.

"Yeah sure I'd like to see you try." Bobby had already set up a cot, well two. One was mine, and the other Dinger's.

I layed down, still in my shirt and skirt. I looked up at the ceiling.

"Is it me, or does it feel weird having a girl in here?" Bobby jokingly asked.

"Bobby, she's the only girl you've ever had in here." I laughed so hard at this, I rolled out of the cott and onto the floor.

"Hey, I've had plenty of girls in here before."

"You're mom doesn't count." I said joining in.

"Delilah, I do not appreciate my own flesh and blood to be on that thing's side," He pointed at Dinger. "We're related, not you and him. You should be standing up for me.

"Ok fine." I said. "Dinger your fly's down."

"What?!" He looked down.

"Wait why you looking there Delilah?" Bobby smirked.

"I am a woman ya know, it's what the average teenage girl does." I rolled on my side and closed my eyes. I didn't bother changing out of my clothes. I was too tired.

"Night Bobby. Night little school girl." Dinger layed on his back.

"Night Dinger. Good night Delilah." Bobby turned the lights off.

"Goodnight morons." I drifted off.

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"Bobby! I need help!" I woke up to Dinger yelling in his boxers and a shirt.

"Ahh! It's too scary!" I shielded my eyes.

"Oh shut it School girl."

"What do you need help with?" Bobby walked into the room.

"These skinny jeans." Dinger said.

Well I can't help ya right now. I gotta go do something's. So have Lilah do it for ya." Bobby walked out and down the hall.

"What?! No she's a girl." Bobby just waved and went down stairs.

Dinger groaned. "Lilah, can you help me."

"Sure." I yawned and got out of bed. "Why the heck not."

He sat on his cot and I sat down on the floor. I grabbed the jeans and had him put one foot in. Then the, wait hold up.

"You have a broken leg?" I asked.

"Yeah, got a problem with it?"

"No," I yawned. "How'd you get it?" I gently pulled the pant leg over his cast.

"My mom ran over my leg with her Volvo." He winced as I pulled the pant leg up and got his leg.

"Oh, I'm so sorry." I got up. "Ok, there I think you can do the rest."

"Yeah I think I can." Hi pulled them up and struggled to button them. "Lilah, can you um, button them?"

"Are you like handicap or some shit?"

"At the moment, yes." He said.

"That's not my problem, get over here." I got behind him and tried buttoning his pants. "Suck it in."

"I am." He said annoyed.

"Ok on 3 suck it in as much as you can." He nodded. "1... 2... Now!"

I managed to button it. We looked at each other and busted out laughing.

"Well, now that you've seen me in my underwear, we're now best friends." He laughed.

"Well then, I shall go throw a party for this special occasion." I got up.

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Short chapter sorry. I needed to post this so I could get into the real story. I'll post it later on like in a couple hours or so. Ok thanks for reading bye. (The song reminded me of the sandlot, when squints kissed Wendy. Ok bye bye)