It was a week after we signed up for the contest, it was only June 3, so we had another month. I was sitting on the top of our pickup-truck when Emmett came up looking really happy, he had a letter-package in his hand.
"Hey, Ali guess what?" He said with a huge grin on his face.
"What?" I responded. I REALLY want to see what's in the package.
"Um, I got accepted to the University of San Monica." He boasted proudly.
"That's awesome!" I squealed. I really did thought that he would have to go to the community college down the street.
He suddenly looked really down all of a sudden. "Hey, Al, I, um, they have an extra credit program for local students, I was accepted for it. I'm going to be there for the week and I'll be back on the weekends." He informed me, but all I could think about oddly enough was of the band, how it was going to come out after this. I think that Emmett caught my concern.
"Ail, I'm sorry but I have to quit the band." He said patting my knee. "I'm going the others tonight."
"Aren't you going to be here on the weekend's though!?" I said trying desperately trying to find a way for my brother to still be in the band.
"Mom and Dad said I have to work. They only have enough saved to cover the regular school cost. Not extra's." he said.
"Oh." I said giving up.
Then Emmett picked me up from the truck, put me over his shoulder, and started running, with me screaming and hitting him (which doesn't do any good).
"Emmett put your sister down!" Mom called from the kitchen.
"NEVER!" he yelled like he did when he was little. Then Edward came running from the garage and swiped me form Emmett from behind. We were all laughing by this point.
"Come on sis, we have practice." Edward said ruffling my hair.
"Oh, ok." I said. I really did wonder how Rose would react to this.
It was time for practice. Everybody was here, but no one other our parents and I knew that Emmett was leaving. We were about to decide on a song for the gig since we needed to have it decide in on the 15, so we could practice. It was only the 1st. Enough time to find a replacement. I'm sure that we could print flyers, and get a little ad in the paper, lots of people want to join a band, it's the perfect stereotypical Californian summer. I just stared at Emmett wondering when he would finally tell us, or, them.
"Um, everyone" Emmett started. "I have some really cool and bad news for you, so what do you want, good or bad?" He asked.
"Bad" Edward said crossing his arms.
"I was accepted to USM." He said looking very joyful.
"THAT'S GREAT!!!" Rosalie squealed running and throwing herself at Emmett, which he caught her.
"If that's the bad, what's the good?" Edward asked puzzled.
"Um, I got accepted to USM" he said and Rosalie glared at him, she knew that there was something else now."BUT, I also was qualified for a local student program. I go to school during the week, and I get extra credits that I need. The down side is I have to quit the band." He said mumbling the last part. Rose looked disappointed, and Edward looked shocked. I was standing there looking at the scene unfolding before me like it was some crappy teenage drama, well ironically it was.
"But, you'll be here weekends though." Rose said trying to use the same fix that backfired for me.
"Rosie, sweetheart, I have to work, these classes aren't cheap." Emmett whispered back to her.
She huffed "Ok." She sighed and climbed out of Emmett's arms.
"What about the band? How are we going to make it to the concert? We're out a guitarist." He stated.
"We could run ads in papers, and put up flyers. I've already called the Gazette; they gave us a pretty cheap deal." I piped up, knowingly slipping the knowledge that I already knew.
"How long have you known?" Edward drilled.
"I dunno, about two hours? Why should it matter? You should know that I know EVERYTHING!!!" I yelled the last part and ended it with an evil laugh, it cut the tension in the room and had everyone laughing.
"Ok, so when should the try-outs be?" I asked. "Since it's Monday, and in the summer, they could start Thursday and end Sunday."
"That sounds perfect!" Rosalie said. "Hey, I think that my cousin plays guitar, so I'll tell him about this."
"KIDS! IT'S GETTING LATE!" My mom yelled at us.
"Okay, it's settled Thursday through Sunday."
I said my goodbye and walked up the stairs to call different papers and to make flyers, totally excited about who we might find.
Hey everyone!!! I'm sssooo sorry that i haven't updated in a long time, i've been really busy. So i need your thoughts about doing bio's of the people in here. Can you please review saying if you would read something like that.
(HINT) There is a USM, but from what i can tell it's like a Psychology school. In my story it's like a normal college.
Thanks for reading! (; canjam.