young god - c. gallagher

5

"What's next?" Carl asked impatiently.

I laughed a little. "Okay, calm down Mr. Eager," I unfolded the paper.

"Oh god," I started to laugh. "What?!" Carl spoke, rather loud.

"Meet someone famous. How are we gonna do that?" I said, adding.

"Sneak into a concert." Carl joked.

I looked at him with a smile.

His laughing vanished. "Oh, no."

I nodded. "Oh yeah."

"B-but you can't." He spoke, getting more and more worried.

"What? Is Carl Gallagher a..chicken?" I asked, a smirk growing.

"No!"

I started to make chicken noises.

"Sam, stop, you're just embarrassing yourself."
He laughed.
"CARL GALLAGHER IS A CHI-"
He covered my mouth with his hand.
"Fine! I'll go!"

"Great, let's get ready."

"I already know in gonna regret this.."