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Chapter 2

Angie's POV.

Later on after dinner mom, Michael, and Sammy were doing dishes while I was wiping down the table. Everyone was more relaxed now that we were settling into the house. Once again mom turned on the radio to fill the silence when a 'hit' from the 60s came on. Mom put down her dish towel and started dancing.

"Yeah this is how we used to do it 'Pony Time'!" she said with a giggle.

She grabbed Sam and I's hands and pulled us to dance with her. Sam, being the weirdo he is, started to dance the same way mom was but it looked more like he was having a seizure than dancing.

"Sammy you look amazing!" I chuckled sarcastically while trying to keep up with mom's movements.

"C'mon Mikey dance with us" Sam and I said in unison, trying to drag him over.

"No" he replied, being a giant party pooper.

I knew he was embarrassed but I still tried to pull him over to dance.

*30-minute time skip*

"Do you guys wanna go down to the boardwalk tonight?" Mom asked us when we all had calmed down.

"YES!" I yelled, wanting to explore right away.

"Jeez, calm down Angie, you act like you've been stuck in this house for months.

"It's not my fault I wanna explore and not be boring like you," I said sticking my tongue out at Michael.

"I'm NOT boring!" he replied indignantly, scrunching up his face at the insult.

I just raised my eyebrow and walked up to my room to get ready, while Sam and mom laughed at Michael's expression.

*Time Skip*

To drive to the boardwalk, Mom and Sam drove in the car while Michael and I rode on his motorcycle behind them, When we finally got to our exciting destination, mom disappeared to look for a job and told us to go explore, which I did not object to. As we walked along the boardwalk, Sam started fussing with his hair.

"You look beautiful Sammy," I told him with a wink while pulling my own hair into a messy ponytail.

"I wanna change my clothes, my hair, my face," he said mocking a preppy girls voice.

I rolled my eyes but laughed anyway at his comment. As we walked on we made it to an amazingly loud, heart-pounding concert where everyone was dancing and cheering. I looked up on stage and just stared at the lead singer. Man, is he oily, I thought to myself cringing, that's just…gross. As I was lost in thought of the oily dude, I hadn't noticed that Michael was completely transfixed on a certain girl that would completely change our lives.

A/N

Guys, I'm sorry this one is short but we're gonna start getting into the good stuff in the next chapters, so be ready for that! Tell me what you think and have a great day! -SergeantHoneyBadger