Chapter Nine!
The song is called "Long, Long Journey" by Enya.
I DON'T OWN IT OR MAXIMUM RIDE!
Enjoy :)
Beep! Beep!
The shrill ringing of my alarm-clock awoke me.
The stupid robot.
I swung my hand around and, a tad bit too hard, hit the machine on the top.
There was a crunching sound and the sound of wires frying.
I cracked open my gritty eyes and stared at the guts of my alarm-clock.
Serves 'em right!
It was a Saturday, my favorite day.
It seemed just yesterday that I got kidnapped and talked to a guard dog on poodles.
Oh, yeah, it was.
God, do I feel dumb now.
Anyways.
I rolled out of my bed. I didn't know that I was that close to the edge.
I thumped to the floor making my fried clock rattle off my nightstand and bop me on the head.
Max: 1 Alarm clock: 1
Tied score.
But, I bet most of you didn't know I hated being second. Or tied in first.
So I tossed it out my window.
And it landed on Total.
Who was in his Kitty-Pool.
Now, I knew Angel was going to kill me.
I skipped down the stairs, swinging my arms by my sides.
My mom turned and smiled at me when I came down the stairs.
I grinned back and glanced at the breakfast table.
The plates was covered in food and the drinks were filled to the top.
I took a seat and moments later, the rest of the flock filed in.
And then, we were munching away, our mouths too full to make a conversation.
Except, of course, Jeb's cell phone.
Our feast immediatly stopped when is loud ringtone sliced through the slience.
"City lights shine on the harbour,
night has fallen down,
through the darkness
and the shadow
I will still go on.
Long, long journey
through the darkness,
long, long way to go;
but what are miles
across the ocean
to the heart that's coming home?
Where the road
runs through the valley,
where the river flows,
I will follow every highway
to the place I know.
Long, long journey
through the darkness,
long, long way to go;
but what are miles
across the ocean
to the heart that's coming home?
Long, long journey
out of nowhere,
long, long way to go;
but what are sighs
and what is sadness
to the heart that's coming home?"
"Oh, my God," I whispered, my brown eyes going huge. "Was that Enya?!"
"Bwahaha! Jeb listens to Indian music!" Gazzy crowed.
"It's not Indian music, it's soothing music." Angel snapped.
"Yeah, for the deaf." Iggy muttered.
"Oh, come on you guys! She has a really pretty voice." Insisted Nudge.
"For old women with 37 cats and 28 dogs!" Clarified Gazzy.
"Where the heck did that come from?!" I asked, confused.
"Your face!" Gazzy cackled.
"That didn't even make sense!" I cried, starting to get annoyed.
And it went on that for a few hours while our food begin to get cold.
Btw, readers, I absolutely do not Enya. I am actually kinda obsessed with her. I just needed something to make a joke out off and then my cell went off. :)
Ha-Ha. That chapter was fun to make since I was jamming in my chair to my CD player.
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