I pulled into the driveway with all the windows and doors locked. Mom's Corvette was parked in my spot, so I parked 次 to it. Unlocking the door, I slowly stepped onto the gravel in my beat up sneakers; grabbing my bag before I shut and locked the door. I walked into the front entrance of my house to find my mom and Dylan on the couch. “Mom, I'm home.” I 発言しました loud enough for both of them to hear.
“Oh, uh hi dear. How was your day?” My mom asked be as she got up from the couch, patting her frizzy hair down and straightening her shirt. “Dylan was going to stay for dinner. We brought Chinese food.”
“Good thing あなた bought 食 because the cupboards are bare. あなた really need to go grocery shopping.” I shrugged out of my ジャケット and placed my bag on the end table.
“Yes, I was meaning to go shopping, but then I ran into Dylan and we got to talking. He bought us lunch, then we went to his 音楽 studio in the 次 town. How about we go eat. あなた look like you're starving.”
We went into the dining room where a big paper bag was waiting. I opened it and smelled the contents. “Yum, we haven't had this in a while.” I said. The truth was, we hadn't had Chinese 食 since mom brought ホーム Jackson, her 前 boyfriend. My mom took the 食 out of the bag, while I got some plates. Dylan was behind my mom's already pulled out chair, waiting for her to take a seat. She took a シート, 座席 and thanked him. I took my usual シート, 座席 on the opposite side of the 表, テーブル and Dylan sat beside my mom. “So, Julie, what grade are あなた in now? Grade 11? 12?” Dylan asked me as he passed the rice.
“I'm in grade 11.”
“Are あなた interested in music? Because, as あなた now know, I own the 音楽 studio in East Wood.”
“I've played the ギター and drums since I was 7 if that counts.” Just then, I got a text. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and flipped it open. It was from Brett:
“They know where あなた are. See あなた soon.”
What was wrong with this guy? Was he trying to freak me out? 'Cause it was working. “What's wrong?” my mom saw the look on my face.
“Nothing.” I put my phone back in my pocket and continued eating.
After the dishes were done and Dylan was gone, I went to my room and sat on the edge of the bed. I opened my phone and texted Sophie.
“Hey, what's new?”
I waited for a response. But got none. That wasn't like her, when I texted her it was a matter of 分 before she replied. I got up and walked over to the window. Throwing open the silk curtain, I let the cool breeze flow through my hair. I was enjoying the calming air when I noticed something in the bushes. I squinted to get a better look, but all I could make out was a large black shape with glowing yellow eyes. What is that? I turned around to look for a flashlight and when I turned back, it was gone.
“Oh, uh hi dear. How was your day?” My mom asked be as she got up from the couch, patting her frizzy hair down and straightening her shirt. “Dylan was going to stay for dinner. We brought Chinese food.”
“Good thing あなた bought 食 because the cupboards are bare. あなた really need to go grocery shopping.” I shrugged out of my ジャケット and placed my bag on the end table.
“Yes, I was meaning to go shopping, but then I ran into Dylan and we got to talking. He bought us lunch, then we went to his 音楽 studio in the 次 town. How about we go eat. あなた look like you're starving.”
We went into the dining room where a big paper bag was waiting. I opened it and smelled the contents. “Yum, we haven't had this in a while.” I said. The truth was, we hadn't had Chinese 食 since mom brought ホーム Jackson, her 前 boyfriend. My mom took the 食 out of the bag, while I got some plates. Dylan was behind my mom's already pulled out chair, waiting for her to take a seat. She took a シート, 座席 and thanked him. I took my usual シート, 座席 on the opposite side of the 表, テーブル and Dylan sat beside my mom. “So, Julie, what grade are あなた in now? Grade 11? 12?” Dylan asked me as he passed the rice.
“I'm in grade 11.”
“Are あなた interested in music? Because, as あなた now know, I own the 音楽 studio in East Wood.”
“I've played the ギター and drums since I was 7 if that counts.” Just then, I got a text. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and flipped it open. It was from Brett:
“They know where あなた are. See あなた soon.”
What was wrong with this guy? Was he trying to freak me out? 'Cause it was working. “What's wrong?” my mom saw the look on my face.
“Nothing.” I put my phone back in my pocket and continued eating.
After the dishes were done and Dylan was gone, I went to my room and sat on the edge of the bed. I opened my phone and texted Sophie.
“Hey, what's new?”
I waited for a response. But got none. That wasn't like her, when I texted her it was a matter of 分 before she replied. I got up and walked over to the window. Throwing open the silk curtain, I let the cool breeze flow through my hair. I was enjoying the calming air when I noticed something in the bushes. I squinted to get a better look, but all I could make out was a large black shape with glowing yellow eyes. What is that? I turned around to look for a flashlight and when I turned back, it was gone.
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Again I own absolutely nothing, and I do hope あなた smile laugh and get inspired because those are just wonderful feelings and it's the purpose of all of this.
Enjoy!
I have twenty pairs of X-His from the コンバース store 次 door, all pink. Okay, okay, see? I'm not normal. And that's not the end of it.
I have thirty T-shirts that say 羊 ヴァンパイア Rock on them. Yeah, I 愛 the horror movie "Sheep Vampires." It's filled with 羊 that get tortured and wake up at midnight only to turn into 羊 ヴァンパイア that suck the blood out of their shepherds. It's rated R, but my parents never notice. I bet they don't even know there's a rating system. Lucky for me.
So, this morning, I woke up, when my glass of コーラ left from an 年 前 shimmered. A misty face appeared.
"Jonas...come here to me...or あなた shall suffer the consequences...like your precious ancestors," the woman screamed.
Was it my imagination...or did I get sucked into my glass of Coke?
Jonas's glass of Coke
