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I changed into a pair of big pair of tan sweats and a white cami. I was still wondering why when the guys came in the house they were breathing really heavy. I didn't see Jeremiah in his room, so figured that he was in the kitchen. As predicted, he was over the stove cooking Ramen noodles. I shook my head, Jeremiah and cooking over a stove was a match made in hell. He worked with toasters and microwaves, but I always did the stove cooking. I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a water bottle, and set the top on the counter.

"Shit!" Jeremiah suddenly yelled, cursing and slung his hand around. Being the idiot he is, knocked the pot over. And also, having my luck, spilt all over me. Whoever had the brillant idea to put the stove next to the fridge was going to get a earful from me. I screamed, dropping my water bottle, and it spread across the floor.

"Dammit Jeremiah! What the hell!" I screamed. He look up at me, eyes growing huge. He had never heard me cuss. Plus, I was completely drenched with scolding hot water. Tears came to my eyes, I had always hated getting burnt. It was a phobia or mine, ever since when I was little and I had watched a show on the History Channel when they burned witches at the stake.

"Oh my gosh, Jess I'm so sorry." He said. A tear slipped down my cheek as I pulled the cami up. My stomach was completely red, and burning like crazy. Jeremiah grabbed a cloth from a drawer, wet it and placed it on my stomach. I completely pulled off my cami and threw it against the wall in anger.

"Damn Jeremiah. How clumsy can you be?" I asked, taking the cloth and completely putting it over my torso.

"I said I'm sorry. My reflexs just reacted and my arm slung around. I didn't mean to, it just happened and," I cut him off by putting my free hand over his mouth.

"I know. It's.. it's okay. I just absoultely hate getting burnt. Now, I'm going upstairs to take a shower and change. You, just, try your best and clean up this mess. Seeing you caused it." I said, and turned around and left the kitchen. As I ran up the stairs, I ran into something hard.

|[Matthews Point Of View]| ( ABOUT TIME! :] )

I was sitting in the computer room recalling tonights events. Me and Jeremiah had been at the bar, again, and Kevin and Craig were there. Kevin was running his mouth again, but we just sat there laughing. It was pretty hilarious watching his lame attempts to start something. He soon got Jeremiah worked up, but I got him out of there before anything bad happened. We decided to go to a movie, and watched Step Brothers. On out walk home, Jeremiah thought it would be hilarious to screw with Kevin. Kevin started throwing pebbles at his window, not actually wanting to break it. A light switched on, and out the fron door came a old lady. She was dress in a silk rainbow robe with very fuzzy slippers and rollers in her hair. We took off down the sidewalk, laughing the entire way.

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Jessica ran into me as I was coming down the stairs leaving the office room. She was drenched with water, and smelt like chicken. Her hair was soaked as well, and she had a small towel covering her front.

"Woah, Jess, what happened?" I asked, eyeing the towel around her.

"Um. ehh, ask Jeremiah." She replied, and darted past me up to the bathroom. I shook my head and continued down the stairs. I walked in the kitchen and saw Jeremiah pushing a mop around.

"Dude, what the hell happened?" I questioned. He looked up and rested the mop against the wall.

"I burnt my finger and knocked the pot over. Jessica was standing in front of the fridge, and it spilt ALL over her. She's terrified off getting burnt, so I freaked, but she seemed pretty chill." He said, hardly taking a breath.

"Dang, way to go man. Need some help?" I offered. He nodded, and asked me to take whip down the counter. I did so, and we finished in no time.