Chapter 3

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So today's the day that "Get Happy Michael" is in full action. We're waiting until Mikey leaves to One Di- I mean my uncles house, to go play FIFA, so we can start the first part of the plan. It wasn't really hard convincing him to go, mainly because he's really pissed at Luke right now, so he's like ok.

Mikey finally left, so we waited a few minutes to see if he forgot anything, so when we heard the car door close and screeching of the wheels against the pavement, we knew we were home free so, we got dressed, and headed to out.

We finally arrived to Game Stop, and we headed right to the back. We found the newest Xbox, FIFA game, and Xbox controller. We looked for the game but, sadly, we couldn't really find it, so we paid and headed out. We arrived at Walmart to buy groceries that we needed, so desperately, at home as Uncle Niall would say, even though he eats ALL our Nutella and chocolate chip cookies, which makes my blood boil, anyway we got some food and then done of Michaels favorite snacks and food and all that good stuff we always bought some wrapping paper, ribbon, and the bows that's sticky on the bottom. So we get home and everyone does there own thing and I go up stairs to take a shower, change, and take cat-nap.

I wake up a few hours later to screaming and the sound of plates breaking. I slowly walk downstairs, with a bat in hand, expecting to see robbers but instead I see Ashton, Luke, and dad doing a conga line each with a bin lid around there neck and wearing a grass skirt, but Luke was wearing a coconut bra and flower crown and so was dad, but Ashton was wearing one of those plastic crowns you get at Burger King. Anyway, they were stomping around chanting, "ITS A CHOCOLATE MILK PARTY!!!", over and over again, while each holding a full glass of milk, well half they were spilling it everywhere. They finally stopped chanting enough to realize that I was walking towards the couch, but then they all started chanting again, but then dad said,

"DO YOU WANNA JOIN US?!?!" He screamed over the loud music which was, Really Don't Care by Demi Lovato or something like that.

"No thanks, I'm good, I'm gonna go look for Michaels Pokémon game online!!"

"WHAT?!?!"

"I SAID NO THANKS, IM GOOD, IM GONNA GO LOOK FOR MICHAELS POKÉMON GAME ONLINE!!!"

"Jeez, you don't have to scream"

Rolling my eyes, shaking my head, and laughing I did simultaneously, while plopping onto the couch and grabbing the laptop. As I logged on to Amazon, Luke popped out from behind the couch, startling me, literally coming out of nowhere, when a few seconds ago he was in a conga line.

"Heyyy Sky, whatcha doing?!?!"

"I'm looking for Mikey's Pokémon game, the game that you broke"

"Again?"

"What do you mean again?"

"I mean that while you were sleeping, we found the game and wrapped it up with all the other ones and put it in your closet."

"Ohhhhh"

"So do you wanna join the tribe now?"

I was skeptical for a while but finally agreed, and I think that pleased Luke and the others because Luke picked me up and whirled me around while the others cheered, once again chanting but a different tune which was "We found our chocolate milk queen"

Let's just say after a few hours of Twitter, Instagram and Tumblr pics and a few Youtube videos, while they were drunk, we were soon called "The Demented Crackpots". Yup, definitely something to live up to.

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