The next morining,I woke up to someone shaking me."Wake up woman." it was Sam. Snapping my eyes open, I shot up scaring him in the process. "What the hell do you want Samuel!" I barked out. I was not a morning person (as you can tell).Gulping ,he collected hisself and stuttered a,"Mom told me to.". Sam knew I wasn't a morning person,he feared me when I get disturbed or just waking up. Why he feared me, I havent the slightest clue. Maybe, because I threw my alarm clock,and smashed it against his head, hmmmm...no wonder he's scared. Rolling my eyes,I looked at my brother,"What does mom want."I asked trying not to show the annoyance."There was th-this this party and,and,and-" Ok he was getting on my nerves with this stuttering."Will you please stop stuttering.I'm not going to hurt you, but I will if you don't spill it out."I said glaring at him."Mom wanted me to ask you,if you wanted to go to this party with me."he said. Party? What party? When and How did He get invited to a party? Then it hit me that party that was going to be at the lake. I thought about it,he probably wants to go and crash it or something,plus I could use the fresh air."Sure bro I'll go. Now get out."I said with a smirk. Smiling he left my room while closing the door. Jumping out of bed I grabbed my clothes and ran into the bathroom. While in the shower, I thought about that voice I heared. It sounded really close,like they were right next to me. The only thing that was close to me at the time was the car. It couldn't have been the car right? I mean cars don't talk...right? Oh lord I'm going insane like my family. Shaking my head I turned off the water and got ready. I put on blue short short jeans, with a white belt,and a red V-neck tank top. I put on a little makeup and some jewerly. It doesnt hurt to look nice right. I grabbed a pair of red and white Reebok's and went downstairs. Going into the livingroom, I sat down on the couch putting my shoes on. Standing up,I decided to wait on Sam in the car. Somthing was drawing me to this yellow Camero, like a magnet. As I was about to take a step but stopped in my tracks as I heared. "Where are you going?" turning around,Sam was in the livingroom doorway. "I'm going to wait in the car." I replied."No your not!"he snapped at me. "What? Why?"I asked looking at him like he was nuts."You're not going anywhere in that."he stated in the same tone. Looking down at myself, I didn't see anything wrong. Looking back at him I asked,"What are you talking about.""You're not wearing that Melissa."he said sternly. I rasied an eyebrow,excuse me who does he think he is?"And who do you suppose to be?" I asked with my hands on my hips. "I'm not having my sister wearing that,so guys can look at her like she's a piece of meat."he said angerly. Aww little Sammie cares. "Sam I can wear this as long as they don't touch, they can look all they want."I said turning around and walking away. Walking outside I saw my mom and dad,Dad was making a path and mom was complaing about something."Ron this one is uneven."said my mom,"Yeah probably."dad replied. Walking past I greeted them,"Hey honey,don't you look beautiful." said my mom."Thanks mom.""Yeah,and don't bring any boys home."stated dad."Don't worry dad, I'm sure ol Sam won't allow it."I replied getting in the back of the car. The back seat wasn't bad either,as a matter of fact,it feels better than the front. Running a hand over the seat, the car shook slightly,barely noticeable. Just to see what happens I put a little more pressure. Sure enough it shook again,only a little more visable. Incredible,how can a car do that,and for some reason I wasn't scared. Looking up as Sam got in the driver seat. He started up the car,as black smoke covered the outside of the car. Oh I pray this thing doesn't blow up. Sam pulled off and started driving. As I looked out the window I notice that this street looked familiar. Oh God. Oh no. He is not. "Samuel James Witwicky. Where the fuck are we going?"I demaneded. Sam gave me a nervious look,"We are going to pick up Miles."he said looking back at the road. Oh no,I can't stand Miles, he is so got damn annoying,plus he has a huge crush on me."Why the hell for." I asked through my teeth. "Because I promised him."he simply said. Right now I wanted to stab my eyes. We pulled up infront of Miles house,a few seconds later he comes running out of house. He then jumped in the passenger seat and Sam took off, "Whats up dude?"greeted Miles,please dont notice me, please don't.I saw his eyes cut back at me. "Hey there hot stuff."he said eyeballing me. I growled,"Don't talk to me."I barked out. Why must Sam torture me like this. I let out a stressful sigh,but felt the seat vibrating. Not caring, I snuggled back into the seat,it felt good and relaxful. Slightly dozing off,I felt a hand going up my leg. Looking at the hand,I followed it up to Miles grinning face."WHAT THE FUCK MILES!"I screamed. Quickly he withdrew his hand as Sam began to freak."What happened?"asked Sam,"Nothing."stated Miles.I gave him a 'what the fuck ' look,"Sam your friend touched my person. He was running his damn hand up my fucking leg." I said fuming. Sam glared at Miles,"Why the hell are you feeling on my sister? Whats wrong with you!""Dude I didn't do anything.""The hell you say,you touch me again,I promise you I'll shove my foot so far up ass that your 'll be tasting shoes for weeks!"I shouted. Sam and Miles contiued to agrue until the passeger seat jerked forward so hard,Miles head slammed into the dashboard,as the engine roared. The radio changed onto a song 'Don't mess with my man' by Nivea but it was the male verse. Sam and I stared wide eyed at Miles,as he rubbed his head mumbling,"Dude are you alright?"asked Sam. "Dude what the hell? Whats up with your car?"he asked making sure he wasn't bleeding. Me I was still in shock,it's not everyday that you see a seat just smack you into a dashboard.