SMOSH EXPEDITION: The Golden Flamingo (Book Four)

Chapter Sixteen - Ten Years of Smosh

Courtney Miller

The moon rose up higher in the horizon as it turned darker, the streets of Los Angeles were packed even more by cars and pedestrians alike. Driving through traffic was no joke, especially when I've got four noisy doofuses with me in the car: Shayne, Olivia, Noah and Keith. Olivia sat on the passenger's side while the three boys were seated in the backseat.

   "Are we there yet?" Olivia groaned, playing with the glove compartment.

   "Not yet." I sighed, keeping my eyes glued to the road swerving past cars.

   "I'm hungry." She rubbed her belly.

   "What are you, five? Am I supposed to buy you a Happy Meal or something?"

   "I-If that's okay with you..." She shrunk in her seat and made a child-like face.

   "Did someone say happy meal?" Noah stuck his head between us, "I want one too! Can I have the My Little Pony Princess Celestia Happy Meal, please?"

   "I want Rainbow Dash!" Shayne blurted out.

   "But I want Rainbow Dash!" Keith spoke up. Then things got noisier, the tight space of the car were filled with mindless arguments and screams. It was too loud and annoying, it was getting into my nerves.

   I stepped on the brakes and the car came to a complete stop on the sidewalk, "Everyone shut the fuck up! You guys are a bunch of babies!" I yelled, silencing them,   "One more Goddamn sound," I looked at each and every one of them, "I swear to God, I will throw all of you out of my car!"

   Then my phone rang.

   "WHAT?!" I practically screamed at my phone.

   "Ow!" Ian's voice said from the other line, "Too shouty, Court! Are you on your period?"

  I gasped, "Oh, sorry, I thought you were someone else, heh." I laughed in the most awkward way possible. "So what's up?" I went back on the road driving along Jefferson Boulevard.

   "You with the squad?"

   "Yeah, they're here with me. Sadly." I rolled my eyes.

   "We need your help again. You guys near YouTube Space?" He asked.

   I turned left, "Uh huh, taking the turn on Campus Drive " I replied, "What about you guys?"

   "Erm, that's the problem..." He weakly chuckled, "We're gonna be at least half an hour late for the party."

   "WHAT?" I exclaimed.

   "Would you please stop hollering at me?!" He screamed back, "-and put it on speaker so the others can hear, Jeez."

   I changed the mode to speaker, "Okay, Ian, you're now on speakerphone."

   "Good." He said, "Hey guys."

   "Hey." We all greeted.

   "Okay," Ian cleared his throat, "So we might turn up late for the party..."