Starbucks Mishap

6

| It All Started With Starbucks |

| Chapter Six | Spirit Day & Protection is the question? |

| Sienna's Point of View |

"What do you mean you're pregnant?" Chris and I shouted at my mom who sheepishly smiled at us. We looked at our dad who was looking everyone but our eyes.

"Do you know what protection is?" I asked bluntly. They nodded looking confused. "Use it," I said flatly before going upstairs.

How can they do it and tell us she got pregnant? No I don't think the baby should be seventeen years apart from her/his older siblings, that just doesn't seem right. After all this time, they choose to get pregnant this year. I shook my head as I opened my laptop. It was Tuesday night, the girls and I bought Kristine a new dress, and I just got the news of my mother's pregnancy. 

I opened a few tabs, having a website load on each one. Facebook, Twitter, Wattpad, and YouTube. Facebook I usually just scroll through it and look at stuff and messaging my friends. Twitter I stalk celebrities, favoriting and retweeting, and the thing everyone does is to try to get your idol's attention. Wattpad I was reading books when I'm not stalking celebrities or messaging my friends. YouTube I listen to music or watch YouTubers. I watch danisnotonfire, Zoella, our2ndlife, Janoskians, itsgrace, macbarbie07, and etc.

I put on some musics to fill in the silence that was in my room. 

5 Seconds of Summer - Disconnected

"Oh oh o-o-oh, oh oh o-oh

Life's a tangled web

Of cell phone calls and hashtag I-don't-knows

And you you're so caught up

In all the blinking lights and dial tones

I admit I'm a bit of a victim in the worldwide system too

But I've found my sweet escape when I'm alone with you

Tune out the static sound of the city that never sleeps

Here in the moment on the dark side of the screen

I like the summer rain

I like the sounds you make

We put the world away

We get so disconnected

You are my getaway

You are my favorite place

We put the world away

Yeah we're so disconnected

Oh oh o-o-oh, oh oh o-oh

We're so disconnected

Oh oh o-o-oh, oh oh o-oh

Hands around my waist

You're counting up the hills across the sheets

And I'm a falling star

A glimmer lighting up these cotton streets

I admit I'm a bit of a fool for playing by the rules

But I've found my sweet escape when I’m alone with you

Tune out the static sound of the city that never sleeps