The Road Trip

Eating Each Others Faces

Isaac’s POV

I stood next to my twin, Michael, and my mother, as we looked on to the scene my older sister’s, Emma’s, friends had created. Emma was kissing a boy covered in eggs and flour. Another boy was trying desperately to save his guitar, with the help of a girl. And two pairs of stunned eyes looked at my mother. I didn’t know who these people were, but I guessed they were Emma’s group of friends that had rented the RV. My brother and I had been at a sleep over last night and hadn’t met them yet, and I made a note to myself that these might be a fun group to hang out with, or prank if I got bored.

“What happened in here?” my mother asked.

“Food fight,” the boy who had been staring at her shrugged.

“Emma! Get your lips off of Will’s face! I know you’re glad that he is back from the hospital, but we don’t need to eat each others faces in front of these two,” my mother yelled and jestured tword me and my brother, when she saw what my sister was doing with that boy, who I now knew as Will. I sniggered.

“Yeah, if you’re going to do that, get a room, and make me an uncle!” my brother yelled. Me and the boy who had first spoken laughed.

“Well,” my mother said, “You all are going to clean this up, and these two are going to help,”

“What?” I asked.

“Oh come on!” Michael yelled.

“This is a big mess and you’re going to help if you want to go with them on the rest of the trip,” my mother said calmly.

“Wait, wait, wait! You told those two they could come?” Emma asked.

“Well if they help clean up, then yes,” my mother replied.

“There’s no room!” Emma argued.

“I believe there is a couch, am I right?”

“Well yes, but only one!”

“They can share,”

Matt’s POV

 When we got back from the cobbler, that Caitlyn insisted on going to after we found out she was ok, we walked up to the kitchen to see the room covered in eggs, flour, and many other substances, and two boys in the middle of it seeming to be making it worse, I assumed they were Emma’s brothers.

“What happened?” Caitlyn asked, and was answered by everyone all at once.

“She started it,” Ashton called.

“It’s mainly his fault” Sydney chimed

“My guitar!” Adein moaned.

“It all happened so fast,” Claire cried.

“I wasn’t here when it happened, yet I still have to clean, show me the justice in that,” one of Emma’s brothers complained

“I’m just here for the cookies!” yelled the other

Oh god,  I thought, This is gonna be a long week…