Free yolo by Sam Jones

keep destiny waiting.”

chapter 11
    As they drove away from Liz and Chestnut, Ana held Pickles up to the window and waived his tiny front paws at them.
    â€œWhat are we going to do with that dog?” Emily asked.
    Ana looked horrified. “We are going to take it home with us.”
    â€œAna, your mom barely lets humans into her home, and we have to take off our shoes and our socks. There is no way in hell she’s letting you keep a Chihuahua. Especially one named Pickles you found in a gas station.”
    â€œYeah.” Brandon laughed. “Em has a point.”
    â€œDon’t call me that,” said Emily.
    â€œAnd don’t you be such a spoilsport about my dog,” Ana said.
    â€œAna, it’s not even your dog,” Emily said. “You stole it.”
    â€œAll I know is that any man who would kick this beautiful boy should not be considered worthy of a second thought. Neither should any puta who would leave her dog with that scumbag.” Ana nuzzled Pickles close to her chin while Brandon fed him a Dorito. “He’s much better off with me.”
    Emily started to point out that there wasn’t even any way to explain to Ana’s mother where the dog came from withoutincriminating all of them, but Brandon’s cell phone let out a shrill ring in the backseat.
    â€œBrandon?” Emily said. “Are you going to get that?”
    â€œGet what?”
    â€œYour phone, pendejo ,” said Ana. “It’s ringing.”
    â€œNo, it’s not.” Brandon held up his phone. “It’s one of yours.”
    â€œMy phone is crushed into a kajillion pieces,” Ana reminded him.
    â€œShit.” Brandon held up a phone. “This must be Liz’s. We have to go back. Maybe we can still catch them at the gas station.”
    â€œNo way in hell.” Emily sped up a little. She was finally on the highway and she was not going to stop again until the beautiful sight of the Steins’ mountain mansion swung into full view.
    â€œAre you sure?” asked Ana.
    â€œIf we take back that phone, we take back that dog.” As she said the words, Emily knew they would knock Ana out of the argument. She could handle Brandon on her own.
    â€œYou play dirty,” Ana said, her eyes narrowed.
    â€œThat’s so cold,” said Brandon.
    â€œWhat? How is that cold ?” Emily was so tired of feeling like the stick-in-the-mud. She was tired of being exasperated with her friends. She took a deep breath. “All I want is to get to this party, is that okay? We are already two hours behind schedule. If we’re lucky, we’ll have an hour when we get there to freshen up and pull our outfits together.”
    â€œWait—outfits?” said Brandon. “You’re not wearing that?”
    Emily looked at Ana. “Do you want to take this one, or shall I?”
    Ana shook her head. “Ay, mamacita . He’s hopeless.”
    â€œMe?” yelped Brandon. “ I’m hopeless? You two are talking about outfit changes and a party like it’s so important. I just want to get this poor woman’s phone back to her. I mean, for chrissakes, she’s robbing gas stations to feed her kid . She doesn’t have money for a new phone.”
    â€œI honestly can’t tell if you’re serious,” said Emily. “Just in case you are, lemme break this down for you. First off, if we turn around now and go back, the chances are very slim that Liz will still be at the Arco.”
    â€œWell, we can just go back and meet them at the diner,” Brandon said.
    â€œHave you lost your mind?” shrieked Ana. “That place must be crawling with cops by now.”
    Brandon sighed. “I just don’t feel right about it. I mean, she did pay you back for your phone.”
    â€œYeah,” said Ana. “Because she smashed it to smithereens with a gun which she was using to hold up a diner .”
    â€œI really