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*Note: Please read the first chapter (under “Stories”) and chapters 2-6 to get a full understand of what's going on.
"Hey, I've got another one!" Larry shouted as he stuffed even more popcorn into his mouth. Suddenly, everyone groaned.
"Larry, how many jokes have you already told us tonight?" I asked grabbing some popcorn from the bowl on his lap. I’ve lost track of time. But who wouldn't if they were having as good of a time as me? After all, it hasn't been too long.
"Not enough!" He shouted, standing up triumphantly.
"Really, Larry, give it a rest!" Zack moaned.
"Wait, just one more," he begged. After noticing we weren't going to approve, he started to state the joke anyway, "Alright. So there was this donkey-" Luckily, Kyle came into the room just in the knick of time.
"Hey guys, I've got some more popcorn," Kyle said bringing a bag of popcorn from behind his back, "Be careful, it's still a little ho-" Before he could finish his sentence Larry jumped up and grabbed the popcorn.
"I've got first dibs!" he shouted as he plopped back onto the couch. He tried to rip open the back, but he had no luck. "How the heck to you open this thing?!" he said as he tried to open it with his teeth. Kyle laughed and sat next to Zack on the couch. Larry struggled with the bag until it finally burst.
Popcorn went flying out of the bag and hit Zack square in the face. Larry immediately started to point and laugh. Zack glared at him angrily. Then his glare transformed into a smirk.
"Hey, Larry," Zack said with the smirk growing larger.
"Huh?" Larry then stopped laughing, "What?"
"Watch out!" Zack yelled. Then he quickly grabbed a fist full of popcorn from the bowl on Larry's lap and chucked it at Larry forcefully. Larry laughed and grabbed some more popcorn and attempted to throw it at Zack, but me, being in the middle of it of course, got hit in the side of the head with popcorn.
"What was that for?!" I yelled. Next thing you knew, popcorn was flying everywhere. We even convinced Kyle to join our war, except, it was by force, having to do with a gigantic bowl filled to the top with popcorn.
We hit each other with balls of popcorn for hours, but then, finally we settled down.
"Hey, Zack, what time does Monster Madness start?" Kyle asked gasping for air. It was really tiring during our popcorn war.
"At twelve. Why?" Zack asked as he stuffed popcorn into his mouth.
"Well, we're going to watch it, right? It's only in an half our," Kyle said as he leaned back into the couch. It took a while for it to process in my head, but then I noticed it was eleven-thirty.
"Oh my god!" I yelled starting to stand up.
"What?" Larry asked, standing up as well the same frantic way as I did.
"It's eleven-thirty!" I yelled.
"Yeah, so?" Zack said looking up at me absent mindedly. How old does he think I am? I'm not THAT old! I have curfews!
"My dad is supposed to be home already!" I shouted frantically.
"You mean the dude that never went to your basketball games?!" Larry shouted with a gaping mouth.
"I've got to go NOW!" I yelled as I ran over to the door.
"I'll go get your clothes from the wash!" Kyle shouted as he ran out of the quickly.
"C'mon, I'll go get the car!" Zack yelled as he grabbed his keys from the coffee table and ran out the door. Larry and I looked at each other, shrugged and followed after Zack.
Right when Zack had gotten the car in ignition and Larry and I got into the backseat Kyle came running outside with my clothes in hand. He then quickly joined Larry and I in the back, and somehow managed to squish in-between us.
Zack turned around in the driver’s seat so he could face us, "Alright, May. We need to be quick, so you need to change in the car!" He stated his sentence heroically. Then, suddenly, the car got quiet. Larry and Kyle looked at each other with blank expressions on their faces, then they both looked at me. Larry smirked. Kyle sighed at his friend immaturity. I looked at them both, then at Zack for some form of help.
Zack looked at me confused, then, as if to just translate what he had said, started to turn red.
"Um..., on second thought, May, here are my keys, you get changed in the house," he said tossing me the keys. Kyle then sighed a sigh of relief, and leaned back in his seat.
Larry sighed, "You have such a sick mind, Zack!"
I quickly ran inside and changed, then, next thing you knew, I'm on the highway going 90 mph with the music blasting from the radio. *Wait until Julie here's this,* I thought to myself, *She'll never believe me!*
Finally, when we arrived to my dad's house I sighed a sigh of relief. At last, I was home. Larry's mouth gaped wide, "You live here?!" I smiled and nodded.
"You better get inside," Zack said quickly, "But we should do this again some time." Then I quickly bade farewell and ran up the stairs to the house. After knocking on the door, I nodded toward the driveway, signaling they could leave. After they were out of sight I knocked again, hoping that Gigi wouldn't open the door. The LAST thing I wanted was her questioning me. Luckily, Will answered the door.
He greeted me with a warm smile, "Have fun?" He then opened the door and invited me in. After looking around several times I saw that my dad was nowhere to be found. I then quickly ran upstairs and into my bedroom. I quickly jumped onto the bed and got out my laptop. When I signed on AIM I noticed Julie was on line.
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MayzinglyCool: Jules!
JulieOoly12: May, how's it going?
MayzinglyCool: fine, but guess wat?!
JulieOoly12: wat?!
MayzinglyCool: i went to a bar and ran into this british dude, and I went over to his house
JulieOoly12: No Way!!!
MayzinglyCool: wait, that isn't the best part!!!
JulieOoly12: wat? *leans close to computer screen*
MayzinglyCool: He and his frends, Larry and Kyle dropped me off, and...
JulieOoly12: and?
MayzinglyCool:And he said we should do it again sometime!!!
JulieOoly12: *Mouth gapes wide* OMG! NO WAY!!!!
MayzinglyCool: YES WAY!!!
JulieOoly12: so wats the name of this lucky bachelor?!
MayzinglyCool: Zack, but it's nothing like that
JulieOoly12: watevs...
MayzinglyCool: JULIE!!! I AM NOT!!!
JulieOoly12: ok, ok!....anyway, so is he hot?!
MayzinglyCool: What kind of question is that?!?!
JulieOoly12: Answer!
MayzinglyCool: um...kinda...i dunno...
JulieOoly12: Ok, then! I approve!
MayzinglyCool: Shut Up!
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Suddenly I heard the front door open.
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MayzinglyCool: srry, gtg. Dad's home...
JulieOoly12: k, but more details later. Good luck with ur dad, ok?
MayzinglyCool: k, fine, bye!
JulieOoly12: Tootles!
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I quickly signed off and put my laptop away. I, then, quickly ran out of my room and to the top of the staircase. And, there he was, in the flesh. My dad.
I stared at him silently. He didn't even notice that I was watching him. Even if I hadn't gotten home from Zack's house on time, he probably wouldn't have noticed that I was missing. Dad took of his rain jacket and handed it to Will without even saying thank you, or even LOOKING at him. *Poor, Will. How can he stand working for my dad?!* I then started walking down the staircase silently. I stopped half way and stared at the man before me. For some reason, he had another woman with him. She looked really familiar. Something told me this wasn’t good. I sat down on the stairs and sat silently. The woman with my dad was tall, blonde, and tan. Like a person that would resemble a Barbie doll. She was wearing a pink strapless dress that was a little “showy” for my taste and she had a large pink Gucci handbag hanging from her wrist. She had her arms wrapped around my dad tighter than her Luis Vuitton scarf was wrapped around her neck. (And believe me, that’s tight!)
“Oh, Garry, I loved tonight! You’re so romantic! It was so much fun! We HAVE to do it again!” she giggled as if she were a school girl. My dad simply smiled and brought her close for a kiss. And…Well, let’s just say they did a little bit more than a kiss. Ewe! Yuck! Gross! If you have ever seen your parent make out with someone other than there rightful spouse, then you’ll know the feeling you feel. It makes you feel out of place, and just downright dirty, though you had done nothing. I couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Dad?” I whispered. He didn’t here me, or didn’t want to here me, and continued. I stood up and cupped my hands around my mouth, like a loudspeaker, “Earth to Dad!!!” He looked up startled, but did nothing else.
“GET A ROOM!!!” I shouted to him. He glared at me then pulled away the woman, notifying that someone had “just” entered the room.
He glared at me, “Aren’t you supposed to be in bed?!” He slurred his words as he talked and swayed as he backed away from the women. Right away I could tell he was a little drunk.
“If you had just gotten off of a plane to see the one and only father you ever had, you wouldn’t be asleep either! Anyway, I wanted to see you when you got home. But I guess I should know you well enough to know you’d be back at least an hour late!” I yelled back at him.
“I told you I’d be back later than I said before,” he barked, “And, aren’t you tired?!”
“It’s five hours back in the U.S.! Remember the United States? It’s where you’re SUPPOSED to be!” I yelled.
“God, you’re so immature! I would’ve thought you would’ve gotten over that by now! How long has it been? Seven years?” he thundered. There was a long silence, which was soon interrupted by “Ms. Perfect-Hair-And-Skin.”
“Oh! You’re his daughter! Aren’t you?” she said a little too loudly. I could tell she was drunk too, “Faye, right?” I was about to correct her, but she continued her obnoxiously loud talking, “Yeah, you’re father’s told me so much about you! Like, about how you plan to travel to Egypt and become a cookie tester for Pillsbury!” Not only were the things she said false, they were also probably never told to her by my father either. The woman started immediately laughing hard. I had no idea why, or what at, but she laughed. Her laugh sounded false, as if she were laughing at a bad joke. This woman is crazy.
“Garry, let’s see the world! Faye can drive us on a cross country trip across the world of WAFFLES!!!” she slurred, grabbing onto his sleeve. Now I could tell she was even drunker than I thought she was. My dad simply smiled as she mindlessly danced out of step across the floor singing the word “waffle” over and over again. Then, finally, the woman ended the song with yelling, “I love waffles, and waffles love me!!!” My dad laughed and I looked at her as if she was crazy.
The two laughed in unison, then, while the crazy lady continued to laugh, my father stopped laughing and stared at me a cold, dark stare.
“Don’t you have anything better to do?!” he spat. The crazy woman grew quiet and I jumped back startled, then lost my balance and fell down the stairs. Then the crazy woman started to burst with laughter again as I attempted to stand. My father walked right in front of me, and didn’t even bother to help me up. He just continued glaring, “Well?!”
After finally managing to stand up I looked my father dead in the eye. I was about to say the cruelest things I had ever said to someone in my entire life, but I caught myself. I then remembered what my mother had told me before I had gotten on the plane. “Try to make friends with him. I you don’t, then you summer will just be plain miserable,” were the exact words she had told me, and I planned to abide by those very words. I, though reluctantly, turned around on the toes of my feet and stomped up the stairs. When I reached the top I turned around and watched him going back to his make out session with “Ms. Perfect-Hair-And-Skin”. I could’ve just walked away, but it would’ve been nearly impossible to just walk away.
“You’re Such a F-ing Jacka-!!!!” I shouted back at him. I could see his eyes flaring, but I didn’t stay long enough to see his reaction. I just ran. I ran so fast that not even the wind could catch up to me. When I finally reached my room I slammed the door behind me and locked the door. I then flung myself onto the bad and grabbed my laptop.
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Jules and Mom,
HELP ME! MY DAD IS A DRUNK LUNATIC, AND HE’S DATING A CYCO FREAK THAT THINKS MY NAME IS FAYE AND THAT THERE IS A LAND OF WAFFLES!!!
~May
p.s. Please don’t get involved. Your sympathy is enough.
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Even though I added in the last part, I knew my mom was going to get involved anyway, but it was worth a try. Everything will be okay, I’ve just got to make sure my mom doesn’t talk to him directly …And what are the chances of that happening? Alright, she definitely is going to do something stupid. I’m dead.
*Dad’s going to kill me in the morning…*
I put away my laptop and changed into my pajamas. I could here my father’s angry shouts from downstairs. I put my chair under the doorknob, just to be safe, and climbed safely in bed. The room was dim, and after a while the shouts faded. I turned off the lamp and next thing you knew, I was sound asleep.
**Author’s note:
I’m sorry if what May said to her father offended you in any way, but you’ll soon find out that May has serious issues with her dad. And strong words were all I thought could describe what she thought of him at the moment.
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