Chapter 11
Game on
“So I’ve been knocking on the door for ages,” Talia shrieks. “But you never answered! Never! And you’re here! And Beth’s here!”
One thing you learn to not like about Talia, is that she never talks normal, yelling is her normal level of voice.
“Oh…” I stall until a brilliant plan comes to me. “Beth and I were listening to music quite loudly, getting ready for our sleepover with the girl’s and finishing our homework.”
“Good thing your father let me in our I would’ve missed out!”
He is so going to hear this in the morning.
“Okay, why don’t you go home and get your stuff and come back, we’ll be right here.” I say, flashing my fake bright smile that’s conned my parents for years.
“Don’t worry! I’ll be fine!” Talia gives us a smile that makes us back a few steps while in criss cross position.
“So…um.” Beth pauses. “Should we order pizza?”
“Is Grey coming?!”
Not near you! Lovebird wrecker!
“No!” I yell, as I think these thoughts, they both stare at me.
Luckily I’m saved from explanation because Sage and Ali enter wearing grim faces but soon put on a bright smile. “Hey gals.”
“Hi-” What I’m about to say is wiped from my mouth when Meredith enters the room. “What the fudge fuddidy fudge.”
“Don’t freak out, don’t freak out, don’t freak out.” Beth chants under her breath.
“What. Are. You. Doing. Here?” I say calmly, the last thing I need is her joining us.
“For the sleepover duh.” Meredith says.
“And who invited you?” I ask, looking to my two gals, who shrugged helplessly.
“These girl’s were at my house discussing the plans with their little club with my mom, who happens to be parental leader when you called them and mom told me join them.”
“Club Aprenta?” Beth asked, our little club the four of us made when freshman to have an excuse to hang out after school together due to different classes.
Meredith nodded.
I clenched my jaw. “What about Cal? Aren’t you hanging around with him all the time?”
Meredith smirked. “My Cal is busy helping improving the world.”
Oh no she didn’t!
All my gals faces had the same expression: oh yes she did.
“Then let’s get this sleepover done!” I said with false cheerfulness, sounding like a bubbly cheerleader.
“Yeah, Cal promised me tomorrow morning he’d take me to breakfast.” Meredith looked at me levelly.
“Of course.” I said, looking at her just as.
Game on.
*Thanks for reading! Please review, or fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
Game on
“So I’ve been knocking on the door for ages,” Talia shrieks. “But you never answered! Never! And you’re here! And Beth’s here!”
One thing you learn to not like about Talia, is that she never talks normal, yelling is her normal level of voice.
“Oh…” I stall until a brilliant plan comes to me. “Beth and I were listening to music quite loudly, getting ready for our sleepover with the girl’s and finishing our homework.”
“Good thing your father let me in our I would’ve missed out!”
He is so going to hear this in the morning.
“Okay, why don’t you go home and get your stuff and come back, we’ll be right here.” I say, flashing my fake bright smile that’s conned my parents for years.
“Don’t worry! I’ll be fine!” Talia gives us a smile that makes us back a few steps while in criss cross position.
“So…um.” Beth pauses. “Should we order pizza?”
“Is Grey coming?!”
Not near you! Lovebird wrecker!
“No!” I yell, as I think these thoughts, they both stare at me.
Luckily I’m saved from explanation because Sage and Ali enter wearing grim faces but soon put on a bright smile. “Hey gals.”
“Hi-” What I’m about to say is wiped from my mouth when Meredith enters the room. “What the fudge fuddidy fudge.”
“Don’t freak out, don’t freak out, don’t freak out.” Beth chants under her breath.
“What. Are. You. Doing. Here?” I say calmly, the last thing I need is her joining us.
“For the sleepover duh.” Meredith says.
“And who invited you?” I ask, looking to my two gals, who shrugged helplessly.
“These girl’s were at my house discussing the plans with their little club with my mom, who happens to be parental leader when you called them and mom told me join them.”
“Club Aprenta?” Beth asked, our little club the four of us made when freshman to have an excuse to hang out after school together due to different classes.
Meredith nodded.
I clenched my jaw. “What about Cal? Aren’t you hanging around with him all the time?”
Meredith smirked. “My Cal is busy helping improving the world.”
Oh no she didn’t!
All my gals faces had the same expression: oh yes she did.
“Then let’s get this sleepover done!” I said with false cheerfulness, sounding like a bubbly cheerleader.
“Yeah, Cal promised me tomorrow morning he’d take me to breakfast.” Meredith looked at me levelly.
“Of course.” I said, looking at her just as.
Game on.
*Thanks for reading! Please review, or fan, and don't copy. Really appreciated :)*
Ya tell me,
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All day long, all day long
What makes you think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think you want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do you act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet you never liked that when you were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No more time for homework, just sit back and do the things I love to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All day long, all day long
What makes you think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think you want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do you act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet you never liked that when you were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No more time for homework, just sit back and do the things I love to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me by my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if you destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me by my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if you destroy me.
No matter how much you wish for more it happens like the hour glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test by our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test by our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?