Chapter Twenty Seven

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       I had never ever  wanted to do a tuck and roll out of a moving car as much as I wanted to now.

           I knew this little trip was destined for disaster when Mariah and Jonathan had argued about who was sitting where.

       Then it had been about which store we would start at first. Then about whether the windows should be down or if we should turn on the air. Then about where we should eat.

       And we haven't even left the damn driveway yet.

     We finally got in the car and left. Thank God. I was seconds away from killing them both.

         " Stop touching the radio. No one wants to listen to Justin Bieber. " Jonathan groaned turning the radio off.

      " No one wants to hear you breath but you don't see us complaining. " Mariah said glaring at him turning the radio back on.

      " That wasn't very nice Mariah. " Aliyah's quiet voice said from beside me. I couldn't help the small smile that landed in my face. She was starting to feel comfortable around us. Good.

       " I don't think I was talking to you Aliyah. " She snapped and I saw Aliyah flinch back at her tone.

       " You don't have to be a bitch Mariah. Whatever problems you have with Jonathan leave it with him. Don't you dare take it out on Aliyah! " I snapped back at Mariah coldly.
    
       Maybe I was being a little harsh but Aliyah had done nothing to Mariah. Maybe it was her time of the month.

       Whispers in my ear, nothing can compare. I just wanna listen... As my worlds, turns the heart beats not only in my chest...

       The song filled the awkward silence as everyone sat quietly.

          " Are you okay? " I whispered to Aliyah.

       " Yes, I'm okay. " She smiled sadly looking back out the window. 

            I wanted to kill Mariah. Friend or not what she said and how she was acting is disgusting. I shook my sadly. I wanted nothing more than to be with Isaiah right now.  I smiled as I remembered the conversation I had with him a couple of weeks ago.

        " Move over fatty! " I tried pushing Isaiah over to his side of the bed. But his 6'3 frame was pure muscle.
 
    " It's my bed Baby. I can lay where ever I please. "  He grinned noticing my struggles to move him.

         " Fine I'll just go back to my room. I have plenty of space there. " I rolled out the bed only to be pulled back.

      " No you don't baby!  Get your sexy ass back here. " He growled playfully wrapping his strong arms around my waist

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