The Journey Begins:
After school I walked straight home. Well, I had to take the long way to make sure I didn't run into my sister and all her friends at the plaza. Even though it was Friday and I had all weekend, I did my homework when I got home. I don't know why though I just had this strange feeling like I'd be too busy later. Mom works late so Angel stayed out most of the night. When she did come home I was in the living room watching t.v. but I heard her on the phone while she was walking to her room saying something about how she missed someone. Most likely her boyfriend Shane, (head quarterback, go figure, right?). Mom got home like fifteen minutes after Angel did but I wasn't going to snitch on her because honestly I thought it was a waist of breath. As soon as the front door opened Angel came running out of her room asking mom if she could spend the night at some friends house,
"Pplleeaassee mom? I finished my homework already! Honest!"
I really think its funny that she thinks moms dumb enough to believe any of this, but it was a Friday and shed whine all night if mom said no. Plus I wanted her out so I could actually get some sleep tonight, (she stays up ALL night on the phone, making it impossible to get some shut eye). So I decided to help her get out of the house.
"Yea mom, she came straight home and did all her chores too…even my dishes!"
Mom knew I was lying but we both gave her the pretty please, puppy dog face.
"Alright fine but their better not be boys."
"There won't be, I promise."
She's such a bad liar, she always smiles when she's lying and plays with her hair too. When she left I decided to enjoy my opportunity to actually sleep. I wanted to get as much of it as I could. I haven't been sleeping very well lately. I keep having these weird dreams, but none as strange as the one I was about to have… my bed was the top bunk but I wanted to sleep in Angels bed tonight because she has the better mattress, (If I actually get some rest, I might as well make it the best I can. right?). As I laid in her bed I thought about dad, and how we were moving and what would change, but the last thing I was thinking of before I passed out; was Angel.
so I'm finally getting the hang of this whole thing, I know my chapters are short but I'm planning on their being a lot of them. (hyenastho: thanks for the spacing advice I hope it helps.)