The Road Trip

Food-Fight!

Ashton’s POV

I walked up the staircase to the kitchen. Emma’s house was huge, no denying it, but it was still cozy. There was a fireplace in every room, and huge couches everywhere. Sydney was helping Emma’s mom make dinner, and Will, who had just got home, was sitting by the fire with Emma, next to Adein and Claire who were singing yet another song none of us had ever herd before.

The hours blend and your thoughts all haunt

Your hopes, your dreams, your everything

Well, momma I hope, I dream, that you won't leave

And I have a question!

What is love?

What is love?

Oh, oh oh oh-oh-oh

Is it giving up?

Well cause that's not how you raised me, yeah.

In a sitch like this you gotta think

And I don't think you think about the way

She thinks

And I know you work hard everyday

But it all comes down to the way you're

Paid

And I know you're oh so sorry dad

I truly believe that you're a better man

Than to share one kiss then give away

All the love you come home everyday

To your hopes, your dreams, your everything

Well daddy, I hope, I dream that she won't leave

I walked toward Sydney and Mrs. Baker. I stood behind Syd and put my hands over her eyes.

“Guess who?” I whispered.

“Ashton, I know it’s you. You’re the only one who didn’t stop doing that after 5th grade,” she said as she giggled.

“You got me,” I said putting my hands up in mock surrender and hopped up on the counter next to where she was cooking. She was making chocolate chip cookies. I reached over and took some cookie dough.

“Hey! Stop that or we won’t have any left for cookies!” she scolded.

“Fine,” I said hopping off the counter, “But I get to help make ‘em,”

“Alright,” she said.

“Why don’t we make some more dough,” I suggested.

“Sure, go get the flour from the pantry,” she said.

I walked to the pantry, got the flour, and started walking back, when a lose floorboard jumped out of nowhere and attacked and then tripped me, and I spilled flour all over Sydney, who was coming back with the eggs.

“Ashton!” she yelled at me, “You’re so dead!” She opened the egg carton and chucked one at my head, luckily I saw it coming. Unluckily, Adein didn’t as he was still facing the other way singing

“And I have a question! What is love? What is love?” then the egg hit him in the back of the head, “What is on the back of my head?” he asked as egg insides and broken pieces of white shell, started to make their way down his neck to his back.

I laughed, and he heard me. Then, Adein picked up his glass of OJ and chucked it at me, at the same time Syd threw another egg at me. One thing led to another and everyone was covered in almost everything we found in the kitchen. Adein was trying to wipe down his guitar, which was covered in flour, chocolate chips, eggs and sugar. Emma was picking crumbs out of Will’s hair. I laughed and but then stopped when I saw who had just walked into the kitchen followed closely by two small mischievous little boys.

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hey guys, so who do you think it is? sorry i haven't updated in a while, ill try to do it more often