I wake up the next morning to find Spencer is already up and out of bed.
"Spence?" I throw the sheets off of me and change out of my pajamas. I walk out of my room and go down stairs to see if she is watching tv or something. Thank goodness it's Saturday though. I really don't feel like dealing with school right now.
As I reach the last step I gear laughter coming from the kitchen. I walk around the corner only to get pelted with a pancake in my face. Spencer and Kyla are both staring at me like I ruined their fun or something.
"What? Is something on my face?" I asked quite serious only to end up with them both cracking up. I don't think I said anything funny unless something is on my face. Oh, God. What is on my face? I run to the microwave freaking out and look at the glass door. There is whip cream all over my face and hair. I look like a giant marsh mellow. I look over to Spencer and Kyla, who are both laughing so hard they are crying and on the floor. "I hate you guys." I walk out of the kitchen to go get cleaned up. I think they planned that to be honest. My sister would defiantly do something like that. As I reach the door I start to plan my revenge and the perfect plan comes to me.
I rush getting the whip cream out of my hair and quickly but silently run down stairs and out the side entrance. I run down past the pool into our small shed. I grab what I was looking for and go back into the house and back up to the bathroom. About five minutes later my plot has be set into motion. I walk down the steps quietly. Spencer and Kyla are eating pancakes in the kitchen with their backs turned away from me. This is just way to perfect. I sprawl out on the ground and army crawl about three feet away from them. I slowly stand up and with two fully loaded mega blaster squirt guns being to fire both simultaneously at both of them. They both freak out in their chairs and quick try to run away from the freezing water. Kyla, super woman, hopped over the counter in a fluid jump to the other side ducking while Spencer just ran in circles not knowing where to go. I focus both the squirt guns on her then run behind the counter to get my sister with what little water is left. When I'm out of water both my little sister and Spencer are soaking wet.
"Hey look guys! I made you both wet at once." I blurt out and this makes both them laugh.
"Call a truce for today Ashley?" Kyla asks placing out her hand. I have won the battle for today.
"Truce." I place my hand in her hand and shake.
"Come on Spence. Let's get you cleaned up." We start to walk up the stairs but not before Kyla stomps off.
"Sure help her, not your sister." Spencer and I both just laugh as we enter my room. I go to my closet and grab a pair of shorts and a tank for Spencer to change into.
"I'll just go wait outside." Spencer nods as I exit the room despite wanting to stay in there. I wouldn't have a problem with it and I know she would but I can't let her know, not just yet.
"You can come back in." I hear Spencer say as I open my door.
"You still going to help me with my art project?"
"Yup, that's why I'm here."
"Does your mom even care you snuck out?"
"I left a note and I called about ten minutes before you woke up."
"Oh. Gotcha."
"So where is this project of yours?" I go to bed and reach underneath it and grab the canvas and set it up while grabbing the supplies off the top of it. "You haven't even started?"
"No. I can't think of anything to paint. I'm better at writing."
"So why not write something then paint it?"
"Never really thought of that."
"Well words are describing a picture you get to imagine in your head and so other can see what you are seeing."
"You are just as smart as they say you are." Spencer blushes a little.
"I guess. So what have you written that you could paint?"
"Well I have music written but I'm not sure it's any good. I haven't written in a couple months."
"It's alright. Can I see some of it?"
"Uh. It's kinda personal ya know. I'm not ready for it to been see by anyone but me."
"Oh. Well that's okay." Spencer said. She looks kinda sad though.
"Maybe I'll play something for you someday."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"Okay." She just got the goofiest smile I have ever seen but somehow it suits her quiet well. She looks so happy and kinda cute.
"Do you wanna get out of here?" I ask and she looks like that was an out of the blue question.
"Yeah, sure. Where to?"
"Well that part is a surprise. I may not have lived her for more than a month of so but I know some really cools places."
"Okay cool." We leave the house and get into the car and turn the music on and there is a news report on.
"There has been a horrible car accident on interstate 70."
Thanks to those who are still with me on this. MY computer was down all night last night so I only got to write a few chapters. But hope you re still enjoying this. Critique?
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