"Come on, Elisa!" I yell, "Hurry up!"
Hello, I'm Christian Williams, and I live in Nashville, TN, with my sister, Elisabeth. We live in a rich neighborhood, in a house that our parents left us when they just up and abandoned us. That was two years ago. They also left us 100 billion dollars as well. We're getting ready to hang out with some of my friends at Belmont University in the south side of Nashville. Elisa finally finishes getting ready, and we go to the car. As I'm driving, she turns on her Cimorelli album, Up At Night, for the umpteenth time, and starts singing along. My sister is obsessed with them, and her obsession is kinda getting on my nerves.
I mean, they're pretty good singers, and the music is good, but when your sister is constantly blaring it and singing at the top of her lungs, it can get quite annoying. However, I can't help but eventually sing along. Don't hate. If you were to be forced to listen to something all the time, you'd learn the lyrics too.
When we get to Belmont, I turn the music off and get out of the car. I walk around to the passenger side and open the door for my sister.
When we get to the dorm room where me and my friends are gonna be hanging out, I knock on the door. It swings open, and my friend, Jack, is standing there. He daps me up, gives Elisa a high five, and says, "What's up, guys?"
"Hey, Jack," I say, "how are you?" "I'm pretty good, what about you?"
"Oh, you know. Cimorelli all the way here again," I say in exasperation.
"Hey, Elisa!" a girl calls from inside the room. Elisa squeals and goes to hug her friend, Melody. "I'm glad Elisa and Melody have each other as friends," I sigh in relief. Jack laughs. "Hey, man, it's not that bad." I give him a look, making him laugh again. I just roll my eyes. "So, Christian, what do you wanna do?"
"I don't know. I'm kind of in a chilling mood today."
So that's what we do. We just chill, play video games, and snack.
