Here's chapter 11. Enjoy!
Izzy-
I woke up on the couch from the night before. Wasn't the best place to sleep, but its better then the bed I have to sleep on at the orphanage.
I get up and fold the blanket and leave it on the couch. I walk toward the giant kitchen. When I go in James is sitting at the table typing a hundred miles a hour on a laptop. I walk behind him and give a hug but he ignores me. I look at the screen. It has a bunch of charts, numbers, and words all over the place.
I poke him in the side to get his attention.
"What!" he snapped. He a little bitch in the morning.
"What is that?" I ask
"Stuff." Well that was a shitty answer.
"What kind of stuff?" I ask
"Important stuff that you shouldn't be asking me about. So go play or something and let me do this."
"You're being a bitch his morning. It must be your time of the month." He gives me a really nasty look. Ouch.
"Go." He demands.
"But I'm hungry." I whine
"Oh my God. Then get something to eeeeat." He says carrying the 'e'. he rolls his eyes and goes back to the computer screen.
"What can I eat?" I ask
"ANYTHING!" he yells. Then he gets up and runs to the cabinet and pulls a box of Lucky Charms.
"Here, now here's a bowl and go eat." He says
"Where's the milk?" I ask. Ok maybe I'm going a little overboard with the twenty questions game.
"WHERE DO YOU THINK IT IS!" He shouts.
I check the refrigerator for milk. I look behind everything, but it looks like we're out.
"Were out of milk." I say
"HOLY CRAP!" he screams aggravated. He jumps out of his chair and runs over to get his keys. Then he runs over to me and grabs my arm and starts to pull me toward the door.
"Wait I'm not dressed." I say
He pulls me to his Bugatti and puts me in the passenger side.
"Where are we going?" I ask
"Oh my God, please, please, please stop. Don't talk, don't ask questions, don't sing, don't hum, don't whistle, don't tap your foot, don't clap your hands, don't snap your fingers, just DON'T DO ANYTHING THAT MAKES NOISE! We are officially playing the quiet game." He says
"Buzzkill." I say almost in a whisper.
"Don't whisper, you're not allowed to do that either."
We spend the rest of the ride in extreme awkward silence. I rest my head on the window and look at the floor. I feel I'm kind of in trouble. I stop looking at the floor and look up to see James' face. He still doesn't look too happy.
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James-
I have the worst headache from her talking. I look over, and she is just staring at the floor. I might have been a little hard on her but she just doesn't stop talking. I'm looking at the road, but at the corner of my eye I see her look up at me. She looks miserable. I look at her for a split second look back at the road.
"I'm sorry." I hear her say. I barely heard it she whispered it so quiet. I stop the car at a red light. She looks at me for an answer. I don't know what to say. My headache is going away which is good.
She's still looking at me so I decide to pet her head, not really knowing what else to do. She give me a 'what the fuck' look. Then I look away and the light turns green.
We pull into Stop n' Shop and we walk in. I grab a cart, making sure the wheels aren't broken. I might as well pick up some stuff. We walk up and down ails (sorry if I didn't spell that right) looking for food I might need during the week. I look over to see where Izzy is. I see her standing by the cart still refusing to look at me.
Finally, I come back to the cart with some different foods. I put it in and Izzy opens her mouth like she is about to say something but closes her mouth.
"What?" I ask she shakes her head and looks away.
"Just say it." She shakes her head again.
"What the game. You win you where the most quiet." She gives me the 'what the fuck' look again, "Tell me." She shrugs her shoulders.
"I just wanted to know if I can get some food I would like." She says. i look at her for a minute.
"Fine, go." I tell her. Then she goes and wonders off to get some food.
Later she came back with a couple of things and threw them in the cart. After we were done ringing everything up, we shove the bags in the trunk. We were driving home until Izzy pointed something out.
"Wait, did we get milk." She says
"Are you kidding me." Unbelivable.
Yes, that is how the chapter ends, they never got the milk. I hope you liked this chapter. Kk, I'll try to update tomorrow. Bye :D