E- Energetic (idea of SpongebobLover101…thanks for the review!)
I sighed looking at Cat. We all just finished 10 hours of rehearsing for a play, and were ready to sleep. Me, Jade, and Cat were having a sleepover, and Jade was fast asleep on the couch, but I couldn't sleep with Cats non-stop babbling about her brother. Wait- was she dancing? She was! And singing! After 10 hours of rehearsal.
"Cat?" I asked, hoping to shut her up.
"Yeah Tori? Is Tori short for Victoria? My cousin's name is Victoria, but she's in a mental asylum. She gets all the fun adventures. She said they have-"
"CAT! HOW ARE YOU NOT TIRED?" I screamed, wanting to sleep.
"Don't yell! Are you mad? I hate it when people get mad. When my brother gets mad we feed him mayonnaise. I don't know why. Mayonnaise is gross. Do you know what else is gross? Bugs. My Cousin Victoria's farm has a bug infestation. Their little bugs with antennae…ALIENS HAVE ATTENAE! What if aliens are invading my aunt's farm?" She screamed, looking genuinely worried.
"Cat! There are no such things as aliens!" I yelled.
"Oh. Kay kay!" She said smiling.
"Are you even a little bit tired?" I asked.
"No, why?"
"You're so weird!"
"WHAT'S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?" She screamed.
"That you don't get tired after 10 hours of dancing and singing!"
"Oh. Okay. When I was 10, my brother started talking backwards. I can walk backwards, wait, everyone can. Can you walk backwards on your hands, me either. My hands are so soft because I use flower scented lotion. I got stung by a bee when I was picking flowers and it hurt. Have you ever gotten hurt?"
Smack!
I looked up at Jade who had knocked Cat unconscious.
"Fall asleep now. We have about 2 hours until she wakes up," Jade said, crawling back to the couch. Normally I would be mad, but I really wanted to sleep.
F- FML
We were all gathered around in Beck's RV playing the game of Life. I was getting really mad, because Tori had married Beck, and they were both successful pop stars with 2 kids and a big salary. Me on the other hand, I was a janitor, I had married nobody, and my car was overflowing with kids I had adopted. Although I was the one in Beck's lap, I really got aggravated by the joking shouts of, "Hey honey, can you feed the kids tonight?" From Tori to Beck. Finally, they were about to retire when I had had enough of it. I pretended to stretch out, completely knocking the game board over and mixing everyone's cards.
"Jade!" They all screamed.
"Whoops," I said sarcastically.
"How will we know who won?" Cat asked, looking upset.
"Well we can go by what we remember. Me and Tori were pop stars with a 100,000 dollar salary; Andre was a doctor with 80,000 dollars. Cat was an accountant who got 70,000 dollars, Robbie was a comedian who got 50,000 dollars, and Jade was a janitor who got 4,000 dollars." Beck said, and I grunted, "Also, me and Tori had a stable amount of kids, and Andre-"
"Okay we get it! You and Tori win! Go live happily ever after!" I screamed, getting up from his lap and walking back to his tiny bathroom.
"Sorry about her," I heard Beck say.
Beck came in the bathroom and confronted me, "Babe, it was just a game. You really aren't going to be a janitor who adopts kid for a hobby. At least I hope not."
"Yeah. I guess I was leading quite the crazy life," I smiled. It reminded me of the janitor that wore the leopard snuggie.
"Fuck my game life," Beck started. "I would want to live my life with Tori and without you," He leaned down and kissed me.
"Hey I heard that!" We heard Tori call. Suck it Vega.
G- God
Ever wonder how I became an amazing musician? Well, it all started because of the big guy in the sky. Yep. God. My dad was a pastor, so he always had his "Lil Andre" play the piano and sing at church. I was only okay back then. I asked my dad if he thought I could be a musician in my future, and he gave the look of, "you're my son. I can't hurt your feelings," but it was too late. I cried in my room, because I loved music. It made me feel closer to God, and it was fun. But I wasn't good at it. I prayed to my Lord, to guide me through practices, since my dad wouldn't get me a teacher. Every day, I would sit at the church around all the instruments, and listen to my heavenly Father tell me what to do with them. That was when I was 10. After 4 years of hard work and letting God guide me, I found myself at auditions for Hollywood Arts.
I knew this is where the Lord has lead me, so I sat by the piano at the stage, no sheet music to guide me, just the voice of God. I looked at the Hollywood Art's recruiters, and smiled. I turned to the piano and listened for the voice of my Lord to come. He came. He said, "I've lead you this far. I'm watching you, and you can do it. Relax"
I was scared, I mean, I hadn't practiced because I thought God would tell me what to do. That's not how it works. I took a deep breath, he had said relax after all, and I pressed a random key, and another one, and another one. When my 2 minutes of auditioning were done, they asked who wrote that.
"Me. I wrote it with the help of my Father," I said, proudly.
"Aw, you're dad helped you write that!" They cooed. Not the father I meant, but I winked at an empty chair. That's where my real father was sitting.
H- Hair
Jade loves my hair. So much, that when she gets mean, I threaten to cut it off, and she shuts up. Just. Like. That. She loves running her hands through it, and pulling it when she's mad. That's why I was extremely shocked when she pulled me into a barber shop.
"Jade! Why are we going in here?" I screamed as she dragged me in.
"You need a haircut!"
"Why? You love my hair!"
"Not any more. We're getting it shaved off. You're going to be bald." She said, sitting me down on a chair and wrapping one of those things around you that keep hair from falling on you. She grabbed a pair of scissors.
"WAIT? You're cutting my hair!" I screamed, putting my hands over my head. Jade with scissors is usually a painful experience.
"Yes. This is my mom's salon, and she's taught me how to cut hair. She said my cutting urges might as well be put to good use."
"You are NOT cutting my hair."
"Yes I am," She said, proving herself by taking a small snip at the bottom of my head.
"Fine. But if you cut my hair, then I get to cut yours," I said, crossing my arms.
"No way!"
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"No."
"Yes."
"Fine! I won't cut your hair," Jade said, looking around. "But she will!" Jade said, pushing over a 6 year old girl. "Hi. These are scissors. They are very cool," Jade said, looking at the 6 year old. I dragged her out by her and locked her in my car. I hopped in and she kissed me.
"You honestly think I would've cut off your hair?"
The end! Hope you liked! Review if you have ideas for chapters, like E for energetic like Spongeboblover101 suggested! I am also using S for sister when that letter comes around…thank you Korversauce. So R&R! Thanks!
~Sarah (:
