The Bandana Boy

2. On The Road

I glanced down at my phone. Six o'clock. We left the house at about three. Seven more hours until we hit Orlando, our destination. Goodbye Atlanta. I can't say I'll miss it. If I did I would be lying.

"Can we get food?" Aaron whined for the fourth time in the past hour.

I sighed and pulled into the nearest McDonald's. I actually hate eating here, but I do. Aaron jumped out of the car before I had a chance to turn it off. I grabbed my wallet and locked the truck. Aaron was jumping up and down at the counter like a five year old. The lady behind the counter looked horrified.

"I am so sorry about him" I said to her.

She rolled her eyes "Welcome to Mac-Donalds's. How may I help ya'll?"

"Two big mac meals, no onion, no pickle, and two small, caramel frappes" I said glaring at her.

I paid for the food and walked away to find seats. The lady called our number shortly after we sat down. I grabbed the food and handed Aaron his. Five minutes later Aaron finished his food. Boys. I'll never understand how they can eat so much and not get fat.

"So where does this Jacky kid live?" Aaron said as he sipped on his frappe.

"He lives in Orlando. Oh and he is 23 so technically you would be the kid" I said with a smirk.

"You're the same age as me, kid. So HA-HA-HA. In your face" he said jumping up and pointing in my face.

"Sit your a-double down boy." I laughed.

Aaron flopped down in his seat and pouted "Your're a meanie"

I fake gasped "NEVER"

He stuck his tongue out at me and I did the same to him. I finished my food and threw away he trash. Aaron followed as I walked out to the truck.

Four hours and a few CD's later we hit Tallahassee, Florida. I pulled into a decent looking hotel. We crashed for the night and woke up at about ten the next morning.

"Aaron," I said shaking him, "AARON. Wake up. AARON WAKE UP"

I sighed as I grabbed a towel and walked into the bathroom for a shower. Ten minutes later I was blow drying my hair. I turned my straightener on and waited for it to heat up. Aaron walked in and wiped the sleep for his bright blue eyes. His blonde hair scattered messily around his head. He picked up a towel and then headed towards the shower. I carefully straightened my wavy blonde hair. I looked at myself in the mirror. My blue eyes matched Aaron's. We are fraternal twins, but we look almost exactly the same. Well, except for the fact that I'm a girl and he's a boy.

Aaron walked out of the bathroom wearing a pair of black skinny jeans and a white v-neck. I was weaing red skinny jeans and one of his black v-necks. I slipped on my black Vans and he slid on his black and white checkered Vans. We brushed our teeth. Aaron blow dryed his hair and I straightened it for him. We packed up the straightener and all our other stuff. I grabbed my keys and we left. I dropped off the hotel key at the front office.

I popped in a CD and drove out of the parking lot. Half an hour later I pulled into Burger King. Aaron ran inside to get the food. We ate out in the car and then took off to finish our journey.