The day I died (on hold)

Chapter 4

When we got to the girls room. Every. Single. Girl. Was looking at tomoé
I sighed and walked to my bed and went under it. Grabbed my art kit and my skateboard.

"Ok let's go tomoé. " I stated.
"Yea ok"

We left the girls room and got out of the building I put my skateboard on the ground and said" Let's go. "

"Ok!"

He started to walk the way we came and I followed. I was right next to him, I was on my skateboard and wasn't going fast.

About a five minutes later, we were at this brown, two story house.  Tomoé walked up to the door then he said "Well come in" the waved a hand to the door.

I picked up my skateboard and walked in. "MOM IM HOME!" He yelled. Not a minute after he said that a middle aged woman walked into view. "Hikaru this is my mom, mom this is Hikaru..um what's your late name?" "corasucé. Hi I'm Hikaru corasucé. Nice to meet you miss Johnson." I bowed. " the pleasure is mine." She bowed back. " So Hikaru not be rude but why are you here?"  "Oh I'm here to work on an art project with your son."

She just nodded and walked to into the other room. "WILL YOU KIDS LIKE SOMETHING TO DRINK?"

" Um. Would you?" Tomoé asked with a sweet face.
"Yes. Do you have root beer?" 
"YES PLEASE. TWO ROOT BEERS PLEASE!"
" OK. OH AND TOMOÉ YOUR DAD WILL BE HOME IN ABOUT...UM TWO AND HALF HOURS!"
"OK. Great just what I need. "

I will pretend I didn't hear that. Tomoé started to walk to the stairs and up them. I just followed not saying anything. I felt awkward. I've hadn't see a real family in years. I signed and looked at his back.

"Here is my room. You can wait in here while I go back down and get the drinks. "
"Ok"

Then he disappeared down the stairs. And for me I sat on the floor and set the notebook and color pencils on the ground. I waited for about ten minutes. "He must be talking." I told myself.

"MOM THATS SICK WHAT THE HECK!"

Ok? The heck was that? Tomoé then opened the door and quickly shut it. He was panting. "Did you run up the stairs?" I teased. "Yea. Oh here." He handed me a bottle of root beer.  It was in the older bottle. The ones that make it look like real beer. "Thanks" I Mumbled.

Tomoé sat down next to me and pick up a red color pencil and started coloring the fire.
I did the same only a green pencil and colored the flag.

About an hour has gone by and we are still not done. "Ugh. How much more we do we left to color?" I complained. "Why you asking me? You drew most of it!" "Yea but it was you're idea to color it!" "Yea yea. Want to take a break?" "Yes please!"

He got up and stretched, cracking his back and shoulders. I did the same only I touched my toes to crack my back. Then we walked down stairs. Tomoé went to the kitchen. When he came out he had two more root beers and a small plate with cookies. "You can thanks my mom later. She made these for us." "Ok I will." I took one of the root beer out of he's hand and three cookies off the plate.