And Then She Grew Up

Chapter 4

Emily's POV:

I wake up to my phone making billions of noises. I slowly inhale then exhale. I sit up then grab my panicking phone. Its Angie. This better be good.

"Yes Angela?" I ask with irritation in my voice.

Theres a few seconds of silence.

"Em, my sister is getting married." Angie whispers.

"Why are you whispering?" I whisper.

"I dont know, for affect I guess." She says talking normally.

"So why is it a bad thing that shes getting married?" I ask. Ellery is so nice. Its great that shes getting married.

"Well its not me who has a problem... Its my parents. They think that she's too young to be getting married, when shes 30 and has been dating this guy for 4 years. They are so perfect for each other its almost sickening. She's so mad. Dylan and I don't know what to do. They've been yelling at each other for the past hour." Angie explains. Well, that's a lot to take in.

"What do you want me to do?" I ask.

"Uhm.. haha... uh.... Funny story. So we don't know when they are gonna finish they're little argument. Do you think Dylan and I could stay at your place till they are finished?" She asks.

"Yeah! Of course! Ill tell my mom!" I inform her.

"Okay! See you soon!" She says excitedly, "DYLAN! GET READY WERE LEAVING IN FIVE MINUTES!" She yells. I chuckle.

Wait. Dylan's coming. Dylan is going to be in my house. In my house. Oh my gosh! Are the floors clean? Is there anything in my teeth? Oh my god! When did that get there? Oh my gosh. This is too much to handle. Ok Emily. Breath, slow breathing. In, out, in out. Okay. Everything will be fine. He isn't here- DING DONG. Crap.

"One second!" I yell. I give myself a quick look over then practically fall down the stairs trying to get to the door.

"Hello- Oh. Hello. Uhm. What's up?" I ask Dylan. Where's Angie?

"Hey Eeeeemmooollyyy. Emily. Did I get it?" He asks.

"Sure did," I chuckle. " Where's Angie?" I ask curiously.

"Oh she just went to get something from the car. She forgot her girl stuff." He informs me, "uhmm... Can I come in?"

"Oh yeah! Sure! Totally. Go right ahead." I say then gesture inside.

We both sit down at the table at don't talk. Whale this is awkward. We so there in silence for another 2 minutes until Angie burst through the door.

"IM HERE!" Angie shouts.

"SHHHH!" I hiss, "My parent are stil sleeping."

"Oh jeez, SORRY!" She yells / whispers.

"I was kidding, they're bowling," I laughed.

"So you guys want to eat something?" I ask. Its about 5.

"Uhh... Sure! Spaghetti?" Angie asks. Spaghetti is her favorite food.

"Angie the love you have for spaghetti is kinda scary." Dylan comments, earning a glare from Angie.
"Okay, spaghetti it is!"

About 50 minutes later, we are all seated at the table laughing our heads off at something one of us did.

I grab my 5th Mountain Dew and finish it. I get up to get another one, but Dylan stops me.