I pulled into the driveway with all the windows and doors locked. Mom's Corvette was parked in my spot, so I parked volgende to it. Unlocking the door, I slowly stepped onto the gravel in my beat up sneakers; grabbing my bag before I shut and locked the door. I walked into the front entrance of my house to find my mom and Dylan on the couch. “Mom, I'm home.” I zei loud enough for both of them to hear.
“Oh, uh hi dear. How was your day?” My mom asked be as she got up from the couch, patting her frizzy hair down and straightening her shirt. “Dylan was going to stay for dinner. We brought Chinese food.”
“Good thing u bought food because the cupboards are bare. u really need to go grocery shopping.” I shrugged out of my jas and placed my bag on the end table.
“Yes, I was meaning to go shopping, but then I ran into Dylan and we got to talking. He bought us lunch, then we went to his muziek studio in the volgende town. How about we go eat. u look like you're starving.”
We went into the dining room where a big paper bag was waiting. I opened it and smelled the contents. “Yum, we haven't had this in a while.” I said. The truth was, we hadn't had Chinese food since mom brought home pagina Jackson, her vorige boyfriend. My mom took the food out of the bag, while I got some plates. Dylan was behind my mom's already pulled out chair, waiting for her to take a seat. She took a zitplaats, stoel and thanked him. I took my usual zitplaats, stoel on the opposite side of the tafel, tabel and Dylan sat beside my mom. “So, Julie, what grade are u in now? Grade 11? 12?” Dylan asked me as he passed the rice.
“I'm in grade 11.”
“Are u interested in music? Because, as u now know, I own the muziek studio in East Wood.”
“I've played the gitaar and drums since I was 7 if that counts.” Just then, I got a text. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and flipped it open. It was from Brett:
“They know where u are. See u soon.”
What was wrong with this guy? Was he trying to freak me out? 'Cause it was working. “What's wrong?” my mom saw the look on my face.
“Nothing.” I put my phone back in my pocket and continued eating.
After the dishes were done and Dylan was gone, I went to my room and sat on the edge of the bed. I opened my phone and texted Sophie.
“Hey, what's new?”
I waited for a response. But got none. That wasn't like her, when I texted her it was a matter of minuten before she replied. I got up and walked over to the window. Throwing open the silk curtain, I let the cool breeze flow through my hair. I was enjoying the calming air when I noticed something in the bushes. I squinted to get a better look, but all I could make out was a large black shape with glowing yellow eyes. What is that? I turned around to look for a flashlight and when I turned back, it was gone.
“Oh, uh hi dear. How was your day?” My mom asked be as she got up from the couch, patting her frizzy hair down and straightening her shirt. “Dylan was going to stay for dinner. We brought Chinese food.”
“Good thing u bought food because the cupboards are bare. u really need to go grocery shopping.” I shrugged out of my jas and placed my bag on the end table.
“Yes, I was meaning to go shopping, but then I ran into Dylan and we got to talking. He bought us lunch, then we went to his muziek studio in the volgende town. How about we go eat. u look like you're starving.”
We went into the dining room where a big paper bag was waiting. I opened it and smelled the contents. “Yum, we haven't had this in a while.” I said. The truth was, we hadn't had Chinese food since mom brought home pagina Jackson, her vorige boyfriend. My mom took the food out of the bag, while I got some plates. Dylan was behind my mom's already pulled out chair, waiting for her to take a seat. She took a zitplaats, stoel and thanked him. I took my usual zitplaats, stoel on the opposite side of the tafel, tabel and Dylan sat beside my mom. “So, Julie, what grade are u in now? Grade 11? 12?” Dylan asked me as he passed the rice.
“I'm in grade 11.”
“Are u interested in music? Because, as u now know, I own the muziek studio in East Wood.”
“I've played the gitaar and drums since I was 7 if that counts.” Just then, I got a text. I pulled my phone out of my back pocket and flipped it open. It was from Brett:
“They know where u are. See u soon.”
What was wrong with this guy? Was he trying to freak me out? 'Cause it was working. “What's wrong?” my mom saw the look on my face.
“Nothing.” I put my phone back in my pocket and continued eating.
After the dishes were done and Dylan was gone, I went to my room and sat on the edge of the bed. I opened my phone and texted Sophie.
“Hey, what's new?”
I waited for a response. But got none. That wasn't like her, when I texted her it was a matter of minuten before she replied. I got up and walked over to the window. Throwing open the silk curtain, I let the cool breeze flow through my hair. I was enjoying the calming air when I noticed something in the bushes. I squinted to get a better look, but all I could make out was a large black shape with glowing yellow eyes. What is that? I turned around to look for a flashlight and when I turned back, it was gone.
Ya tell me,
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All dag long, all dag long
What makes u think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think u want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do u act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet u never liked that when u were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No meer time for homework, just sit back and do the things I love to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All dag long, all dag long
What makes u think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think u want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do u act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet u never liked that when u were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No meer time for homework, just sit back and do the things I love to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't schommel, swing me door my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if u destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't schommel, swing me door my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if u destroy me.