So further continuation of the edit...reviews are still appreciated, flames not so much. Cause it's been rather dry here and well I don't want to start a fire. Anywho let me know what you think. I realize characterization is weak and all that but as for now I'm just fixing dialogue errors...we'll get around to the rest later, maybe. Enjoy :D Acorn
I woke up Sunday morning, the spastic Texas weather decided to change, yet again. Yesterday had been cold, dark and stormy; today was sunny, bright and warm. I got out of bed, and put on my favorite dress. It was a lavender V-neck that hugged my figure perfectly, it came down to about my mid-calf and ruffled at the hem; I had gotten it for Easter the previous year, but I loved it so much that I continued to wear it. I finished getting ready and stepped outside my door where the warm comforting scent of cinnamon rolls wafted through the air. I inhaled deeply before starting downstairs to eat.
"Good Morning!" I said cheerily as I sat down at the table.
"Morning" Spades said.
"MM" Spot mumbled.
"Wake up!" I said poking him in the arm.
"UNGH" he mumbled again.
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed."
"No, I think you're just too cheery for him this morning," Spades answered for him.
"Now why, my dear little brother, are you so glum?" I asked pointing a fork at him.
"I didn't sleep so well."
"Maybe you should go to bed earlier." Spades commented.
"Yeah well it's kinda hard to go to bed early, when you have a sister next to your room who blares her music until tree am!" he said glaring at Spades.
"Oh shush, and it wasn't blaring."
"Was too."
"Don't start," our mom warned from the stove.
"Are all of you almost ready to leave?" Dad asked from the doorway.
"Yeah" echoed three voices.
"We're leaving in 20 minutes."
"Why so early?" I asked.
"I like to get there early, Angelica," he said exiting the room.
"And this is why I drive every week," I sighed. "Uh, mom, do you think you could help me out?" I asked.
"Sure sweetie, what's wrong?" she asked sitting down that maternal look of over helpfulness taking over her features.
"Well, since dad took my car are one of you two going to take me to class tomorrow?"
"I hadn't thought of that. I need you to pick Sean and Brittany up from school, because I'll be busy with the Toys for Tots drive all day."
"Can you talk to Dad for me then?"
"Yes, I'll talk to your father, when we get home from church."
"Thank you."
"Hey mom, do you think you can talk him into cutting back my punishment?" Spot asked hopefully.
"Not a chance" She smiled.
A short time later we all piled into the "family car" which was a 2000 gray Honda Odyssey. We stopped by Media's house on the way to church to pick up her and Mush. When we pulled into the driveway, I jumped out to go get her. They came out and we all hopped into the back seat where she promptly began her infernal method of pestering me. Her method of choice was to grab a strand of my hair and tickle my ear with it singing "RED MOSQUITO" all the while. This continued for a few miles when I started saying "NO, NO RED MOSQUITO." This only prompted her to either do it all the more or start poking my sides; making me squeal each time she did it. Each squeal that escaped my mouth only made my parents cringe and progressed the argument to give me back my car so that they didn't have to hear it. We arrived at Gateway a while later and all piled out of the van and into the building. Media and I headed straight for the Cappuccino/Hot Cocoa stand by the door mainly to wake us up. I had filled my little Styrofoam cup with Hot Cocoa and was waiting for Media to finish mixing her drink before heading into the sanctuary to set our stuff down before heading to the young adults class that we both went to when I turned around and ran into another person.
"Oh, excuse me, I'm a bit on the clumsy side today," I told the girl I had run into.
"Today?" Media asked walking up behind me.
"Oh shush you," I told her. "I'm Angelica Conlon, Angel for short," I said holding out my hand.
"Hi, I'm Jessica, Jess or Ace for short." She said shaking my hand.
"Are you new here?" Media asked.
"Sorta, I'm here with a friend from school."
"Oh really, who?" I asked.
"Uh Christina Lawson."
"Oh, Mouse?"
"Yeah, that's her. She asked me to come so I figured I would."
"Neatness," I replied.
""By the way, since Angel here won't introduce me, I'm Aleisha, or Media as some people call me," Media said.
"Hi" Jessica said.
"So do you go to the High School then?" I asked walking toward the sanctuary.
"Yeah, I'm Senior this year."
"Oh cool, well, would you like to come to our class with us?"
"Um, I was gonna go to the young adults class."
"Well, you're in luck, that's where we're headed," I said leading the way. We walked into the classroom and found three seats next to Mush and Spot who couldn't tear his eyes away from Jess since we had entered the room. We sat down and Spot leaned over to me and asked, "Who's that?"
"Why are you interested?" I asked.
"I'm just asking," he said holding his hands up in a hey chill move. I raised my eyebrow in the yeah that's what you say look.
"Stop that!" I heard Media say loudly. I turned my head to see what the San Juan Hill was going on and saw Bumlets trying to steal Media's cappuccino. It took a second to register, why it was so unusual to see Bumlets accompanied by Mouse, Spades and Skittery in our class. In the moment that I was processing the information before me, Spot spoke what I was thinking.
"Aren't the four of you supposed to be in another class?"
"Well, Ace is in here, so we thought we'd join her." Spades mentioned.
"Yeah we're gonna be in here soon anyway, so we figured heck why not get a preview." Skittery piped in.
"You won't find it terribly interesting I'm afraid." I said turning back to the chocolaty goodness of my Hot Cocoa. An hour later we emerged from the stuff room that I always somehow managed to get the hiccups in and headed downstairs for the worship service, which combined with the actual service lasted for another two hours. At the end of the Service, as was the custom of my parents, we waited around while they talked to everyone in the building, though I did manage to get the keys from my dad so that we could cool off in the car, and hopefully give them the hint that we were hungry. We walked out to the car and said goodbye to Jess, Mouse and Bumlets before climbing into the car amidst shouts of,
"Skittery, you're squishing me!"
"Mush get off my leg!"
"Spot stop hogging the seat!" Then the boys wizened up and started their own tirade.
"Hey, why is it that we're the ones getting told to move?" Mush asked looking at Media.
"Because, you take up more room." Media answered.
"Why is it more crowded than on the way over?" I asked trying to find a comfortable place wedged between Media and Skittery.
"Because Angel, Skits wasn't in here on the way over." Media pointed out while ever so gently prodding me to get off of her, by poking me in the side and making me jump and kicked Skittery in the ankle.
"OW!" he cried.
"Oh sorry Skits." I said.
"Angel, what are you doing to my boyfriend back there?" Spades asked.
"She kicked me!"
"It was an accident, Media poked me." I whined.
"Media, please don't poke Angel anymore." Skittery pleaded as we all settled down seeing as how my parents were walking out of the building. We drove back to our house where my mom made lunch for everyone.
Monday evening, I was helping my mom make dinner. Dad had called earlier and said that an extra person would be joining us in addition to the hordes that were already there. Everyone except mom, dad, and myself were in the family room watching Batman Begins on our 42" plasma screen TV. For the most part all were involved in watching the movie, but every once in a while, the air was punctured with shouts of,
"Get your foot out of my face Spot!"
"Pass the popcorn"
"Skittery's touching me!"
"Mouse is reading a book again!"
"ACORN I'M GONNA KILL THEM ALL!"
Out of the chaos that permanently dwelled in my house a knock was heard at the front door.
"ANGELICA CAN YOU GET THAT?" my dad shouted from his office where he attempted to shut out the sounds of the chaotic teenagers occupying his family room.
"Yeah!" I said not wanting to shout. I walked toward the door as Mush yelled "PILLOW FIGHT!". Unfortunately I walked past the doorway just as he chunked a pillow at Media, and missed hitting me in the back of the head. This took me by surprise and caused me to face plant into the door.
"OW" I said rubbing my head as I opened the door to reveal none other than my arch nemesis as of yesterday, Jack Kelly. Though I had to indulge in a bit of pride when I saw his bruised face.
"What are you doing here?" I asked rudely as I slammed the door in his face.