Claire started swirling, with the wet plate in her hand. "For about four years I've hated this town.
Yeah so much I just want to get out!"
She sang along to the radio, no one ws around anyways, everyone was working and it was one of her favourite songs anyways.
"Since graduation was long ago. Please somebody get me out of this hole. 'Cause I don't want to get stuck in here, when I am thirty-four just talking about high school years." She sang, drying the plate in her hand. She reached over the counter and turned the volume up until it was blaring through the house.
"No, I don't want to be there and I feel so stuck right here, back and forth side to side
Oh my dear..." She grabbed the cordless radio and pushed through the kitchen door, and set it on the coffee table in the living room. She turned the volume louder and started dancing in her pj's. "My foot to the floor I will drive to the place. Where I can kick it with friends through the night. A place well talk about now and the past, what the future holds. Hanging out with not much to do. Just aimless with each other, is what we do."
Claire jumped on the sofa, and jumped off, singing the chorus and spinning.
Cause this ain't where it's at
And My friends will second that
And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad
But its like were our own brat pack
Were always kickin back
Nobody can take that
That is that
it's like its all we have...
Whoa Whoa!
"Come on say-"
"Claire?"
Claire spun around, suprised, and saw Eve, Michael and Shane standing in the hallway, staring at her. She felt her ears turn red and felt the awkwardness creeping on. Eve dropped the groceries she was holding on the floor, grabbed Claire's hands, and started spinning, singing along with the song.
"Don't worry I'll be there, to rock the party all night, to rock it 'till there's light! Our fists in the air,
fightin the good fight!"
Claire and Eve spun, laughing and singing until they lost their balance and fell on the couch, laughing. Shane and Michael looked at eachother and shrugged, ran over, and started tickiling the girls.
Cause we were singing along to Peter Gabriel's sledgehammer song
You know it's clear that tonight we belong in this place
So I step back to reflect in this town I hate
At least just for a second...
I think I might stay.
This ain't where it's at
And My friends will second that
And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad
But its like were our own brat pack,
Were always kickin back, nobody can take that
And that is that...
Everyone ended up jumping on the couch and singing along to their song.
"So ill run away to the hopes that I have, But still I fall asleep in the arms of my past
And when I wake so helpless and thinking of that, I just lay back down...
...Again, Everyday..."
They all stood around eachother for the slowest part of the song and sang together, smiling and laughing.
So maybe later today I'll know
What I will do with my life as I know it
Maybe for now I'll drive back to that place where I belong
And hope to god it hasn't changed...
Shane bent down, grabbed a pillow, and in unison with the beat of the song, hit Claire in the back of the head. She paused, looked at him, ducked down to grab a pillow and hit him back. Soon enough there was a pillow war going on in the Glass house.
This ain't where it's at
My friends will second that
And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad
But its like were our own brat pack, were always kickin back
Nobody can take that no no no
This ain't where it's at
My friends will second that
And I gotta admit sometimes it's pretty sad
But its like were our own brat pack, were always kickin back
Nobody can take that
That is that
It's like its all we have!
The song ended but the smiles, laughter, singing and hitting, didn't.
:)