Chapter 5

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Allison's Pov-

I just finished my breakfast, I ate all of it except for half of the toast, but James said that was fine so I'm feeling pretty good about myself.

"Allison are you ready to go shopping?" James asks me.

I nod and smile at him.

"Wait! She's going shopping! Without me!" Exclaims Logan and Aiden.

Logan walked in right at that moment, so them saying it together is kinda funny. I smile and let out a small giggle.

"I mean you guys can come along if you want."

Logan's face drops,
"I'm sorry little Allie. I have orchestra practice today. But I can hang out with you later."

"You're in an orchestra! Woah! That's so cool! What do you play?"

He smiles,
"Ooh Little Allie, your big brother is the coolest! I play the violin. Which is NOT the same as a viola, if you thought that, then you thought wrong."

I giggle,
"Woah."

Logan puffs out his chest and does a few muscle poses before Nate tells him to sit down and finish his breakfast.

Just then Michael and Owen walk on together.

Michael nods to James and James nods back, it looks like a silent conversation kinda.

James turns to me,
"Okay they're ready to go, Allison. I think everyone else has things to do, so it's just you 3."

I nod. I guess I'm sorta excited to spend time with them, even if they don't like me.

Okay, that's wrong. Owen hasn't given me a reason to think he doesn't like me, he just doesn't talk or smile much/at all. But that's okay.

Maybe with this outing I can try to understand him a little more.

Owen grabs my hand gently and takes me with them to a building that's right next to the house.

Michael presses a button and the big door rolls open.

Woah... it's a huge garage! There are fancy cars of all shapes, sizes, and colors everywhere!

The boys lead me between all the cars until we get to a shiny white car.

Michael turns it on using a button on his keys and the whole bottom and sides light up blue! It's so pretty...


M

ichael gets in the driver's seat, and Owen climbs into the passenger seat, so I sit in the backseat.

Michael doesn't even make sure we're buckled, before he speeds out of the garage. This is only like my 4th time being in a car!

Why is he speeding!!?!?

I clutch the seat belt so hard that my knuckles turn white, and I push myself as far into the seat as I can, just so I stay grounded.

I don't even look out of the window, I just close my eyes and pray for it to be over.

I hear someone whisper something, but I don't pay attention to that, until the car suddenly starts to slow down.

What...

I tentatively open my eye. No, we aren't at any stores, he just suddenly slowed down.

I slowly release my grip on the poor seat belt and I sit up in my seat. I watch the speedometer for a few more minutes, but he stays at a consistent pace.

I look out of the window and I watch all of the trees go by. Everything is so pretty, it makes me sad that I haven't really seen much of the outside world until now.

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