Chapter Forty-One: The Other Side Of Anthony

"I am so dead."

"Would you stop saying that? He's not going to kill you." I heard him say but took no mind as I continued pacing around him. "I am soooo dead. I'm not even going to attend prom because I will be a rotting corpse by then. Do you think they have prom for dead people?"

"Seriously?" I looked up when I heard the amusement in his voice, to come face to face with a dirty smug. I felt like slapping that stupid look off his stupidly handsome face.

"How can you not be freaking out about this?!" I yelled exasperatedly. Jackass shrugged and looked over his shoulder, at the mechanic who was STILL busy with his car. It has been 3 hours; how long does it take to jumpstart a car?

"I freak out and then what? Rather use all that energy to find a solution. Freaking out only wastes time, and leads you to hyperventilation, furthermore, wasting time." he made a fair point, but I was dead meat so fair points weren't going to save me from the cookfire.