When they got off the plane, Chris was sitting by the gate waiting for Justin.
"Dude, it's about damn time..." Chris said.
"Take it easy man. I want you to meet someone."
"Look Justin, I've already met Britney, and no offense, but I don't
wanna
meet her again."
Chris heard laughing behind Justin.
"No, man. I want you to meet my new friends, Sam and Lisa."
"Oh...hey you guys."
"Hi.."
"Hey.."
"So, Justin, what do you mean by 'friends'?"
"Whoa there, Mr. Joke Man, Bitch Boy and I are just friends.."
"Bitch Boy?"
"Yeah, that's what she calls me now. But it's all good, cuz I just call
her
Bitch."
"OK, you guys are weird."
"Look, Sam, I gotta go, but you better call me, OK?"
"Yeah...."
"Later, Bitch...."
"What just happened, Sam?"
"What?"
"Hello?!"
"Hello..." Sam answered confused.
"You guys talked during the whole flight!"
"So?"
"It was a six hour flight!!!"
"OK, so? Come on...you know how much emotional shit I've gone through
for
'you-know-what'."
"Yeah. But I meant tell me what you guys were talking about, stupid!"
"Ohhhh....OK...."
Once Sam and Lisa got to Sam's sister's house, they just hung out for a while. They talked all night and finally went to sleep.
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