Journey

Chapter 13

Me and Calum escaped the house.
"So tell me what is Kylie Macana's life story?" He asked. I needed to tell him the truth... The whole truth. He was the only one who would understand, maybe, what its like to live with that on my shoulder. I told him the story everything. Every little freaking detail he knew.
"Wow... I'm so sorry you have to live with that," he said with his head bowing down. We were now 5 blocks away from the house.
"Don't be sorry, I hate when people say sorry when there's nothing to be sorry about especially when it's not your fault,"I said with a half grin.
"I'm sorry I do t know how to respond- oh sorry I said sorry- oh my god," he said clearly saying exactly what I told him not to say. But it actually made me giggle.
"Well someone's Ina better mood?" He said obnoxiously. The only reason it was obnoxious was because it was true.
"We should head back," I said not wanting to admit I was feeling less tense.

Back at the house

No ones P.O.V

"Luke! You wanna play 21 questions!" Christia yelled across the hallway.
"Sure sounds fun," Luke replied walking into the guest room where Christia was staying.
"Question #1: what is you favorite number?" Christia stated the game
"9" Luke replied.
"What do you like in girls?" She asked nervously.
"If there name isn't Christia Ellerman they are not perfect for me." He replied romantically. Christia got all excited and asked more questions. The more questions she asked the more she fell in love with him.
When it was his turn to ask the questions she didn't know what to expect.
"Do you want to kiss me?" He asked leaning in. She just nodded her head head and what was supposed to be 21 questions turned out to be well, a lot more than 7 minutes but I guarantee they were in heaven. All of a sudden the heard Emily voice call out and the wiped their faces and walked down stairs to see Lucy and Kylie once again head to head.

Kylie's P.O.V

"They're back!" Emily yelled through the house as I opened the door.
"Oh good I need her to clean up the room it's a mess, oh and I need her to to my laundry I have my period and that's a little messy down under," as soon as I heard that comment I wanted to freaking go ninja on her ass but I needed to stay calm and collected. I couldn't let her get into me head., because I needed to get into hers.
"Hi Lucy, my name is Kylie and I'm a guest here too, and I'm actually going on this adventure thing so I suggest you take you and your mess and clean up before you wreak not only yourself but your little boyfriend too. Ok, ok. I'm glad we are on the same page and I f you wanna live to the end of this trip I suggest you just don't call me the maid. You don't call me maid I don't kill you. Deal? Deal," I said asking her questions and answering them for her to piss her off. 
I saw her eyes change, she went from rude and bitchy to frustrated and bitchy. It was very satisfying. I almost wanted to make popcorn and stare at her while she tried to say something back to me.
"Well... You, you, you can uh, uh," she stuttered.
"It's ok sweaty take you time we've got three months," I said annoying her to the core. After my cleaver statement she literally threw a tantrum and stomped her feet all the way to her room.
"Oh wait, what's that sound? It's the best of victory," I immediately broke out into my happy dance and walked upstairs back to my room. I was not having any nightmares tonight. Haha wow that felt goooooood. I slipped in my pajama still half dancing and went off to bed . Tomorrow was the day we were all going to be stuck on a bus together. I needed to get some sleep or my tolerance level would go from a 1 to a freaking -10. I dozed off little by little and soon enough I was asleep.