FallOutBoy is my family

THIRTY!

Sunlight hit my face.  With my eyes still closed I slid out of my bunk. *Thud* I fell off my bed

"F***" I said, immediately covering my mouth, hoping that Andy didn't hear that.

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs "what did you say? Wow are you okay?" Andy said, lifting me up

"I thought we were still in the bus, so I slid out like I did in the bunk. Well turns out my bed's taller than the one's in the bus" I said laughing

"Haha, now get dressed. I made breakfast for you" he said, tossing me on the bed.

"yay"

He walked away. He came back. "Did you cuss"

"I.. I dont' know" I said trying not to smile

"yeah right" he said, rising an eyebrow.

I got dressed in an old shirt and short. Most of my cloths were still in my bag from tour. I walked downstairs. Andy gave me a  croissant sandwich with sausage and egg.

"You made this?" I asked. Doubting that he did

"I warmed it up in the microwave! Does that count?"

"Suuure" either way, it was good

I finished my sandwich and started cleaning out my bag. By the time I finished there was a pile of cloths that needed to be cleaned.

"LAUNDRY" I yelled. Throwing a few cloths at Andy

"Do it yourself"

"I don't know how to work the washing machine"

"fine"

I threw my cloths in the washing machine and he told me what to press

"I should probably do that too"

I got done with everything, and was bored. I replaced my desk, and bookshelf that has no books in them.

"I'm bored" I walked in to his room

"what do you want to do?"

"I don't know"

"Let's play hide and go seek" Andy suggested

"Why?"

"Because it's fun. 30 seconds, go, hide"

He stared counting. I ran around the house trying to find a good place to hide.
"THIRTY! Coming!" Andy yelled from his room
'shoot' I looked around. There was a closet so I went in there. I sat in the corner, using my phone's flashlight to see. I heard footsteps coming towards the door, but it passed the closet. I turned on my flashlight again. There were old drumsticks, books, a football, and a old tiara. I reached for the tiara, causing the drumsticks to fall and make a loud noise. Andy opened the door.

"Ha, found you!"

"why do you have a tiara?" I asked

"oh, ugh, long story"

I gave him a confused look "okay.."

"I'm hiding! Count there"
He slammed the door close and ran away.

"27..28..29..THIRTY!!" I yelled, running out the closet.

I went to his room first. Nope
bathroom? No
I went downstairs to the basement. No, not behind the drumset either
I opened all the closets, but no sign of Andy
*bu dum tssss* i heard the drum
I ran downstairs but no one was there.
Chill bunps went up my arms. It was like a ghost.
I only had one more room that I haven't checked. I ran to my room, hoping Andy will be there.
I looked around. I didn't see anything different.
I walked towards my bed

"Hey!"

"Oh my mother fuuuuuuudger, Andy!" He was in my bed, the pile of stuffed animals and pillows covered his body and head.

"haha, scared you"

"you blend in so much"

"Oh my gosh" He said, standing up. all the stuffed animals fell on the ground.

"did you do the drums?"

"No"

"what? then who?"

"I'm just kidding, it was me"

"whaaat, how'd you move so quickly?"

"Maybe you're slow" "oooh"

i shook my head, with a face palm

"your room looks different" He said, looking around

"i just moved my desk and the bookshelf"

"By yourself?"

"Yeah..."

"you're strong"

"maybe you're weak"

"mmm, no. Good try."

"whatever"

It was already 11:50 "want to go out for lunch?"

"sure"

For 10 minutes straight we argued about what fast food to go to. Nobody won but we arrived at Dairy Queen.

"did you just feel like eating out today?" I asked, eating my chicken tenders.

"yeah, and we have to go to your school after this"

"what?..."

"we have to register"

"nooo, why can't you just home school me?"

"Because I'll be a horrible teacher and you won't have a good future"

"I can just study by myself"

"ha, you will never do that... Done?"

"yeah"

I looked out the car window the whole time. Andy was air drumming to the music.

"we're here" he said, pulling into the parking lot.