"Cu-cluck-ca-coooo!"
No, that wasn't a rooster on a hangover, that was me. While we might not get along sometimes, we also have these times where the party's just popping. If you don't know, that 'cluck' thing was my all-clear, because it's gonna go down tonight.
C and D popped their heads out of their room. Tony cracked open his and Jaden's door. Guess that all-clear was for nothing, they obviously don't trust me.
Tony and Jaden cruised out their rooms with bags and their tech. France nearly killed me the way she stampeded out. As the door shut, it finalized the start of the party.
"ALRIGHT ALRIGHT ALRIGHT let's turn up!" Ja and his foolishness. He took out his tablet and illuminated the room with his music.
The first and foremost thing to do; drop our heavy bags on the table, but of course, it was worth it. All those bags that we all brought could only have one thing in them.
Kool aid, Oreos, salsa, chips, Rits, Cheese puffs, yup, all our snacks were here. It's not a party without it.
Club songs. We got it. Oldies. We got it. Nae nae, yup don't even ask you should already know we got it.
All of us except Tony were dancing, and we don't blame him. If you've seen the sight, trust me, you wouldn't either. That doesn't stop us from trying to get him to dance though.
"C'mon Ta Ta," Dez giggled
"Don't even start."
"Oh no I'm so scared, " I joked, pulling at him. He pulled back and shook his head. I couldn't help but laugh at his goofy, pink-eared expression. After all, I could tell he was enjoying this too. All the way up to 1:00 in the morning.
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Facing my fears....
AdventureWe are a family, all six of us. I mean, we basically grew up together and all. Me, Cece, Dez, Francine, Jaden, and Tony are like brothers and sisters. And I, Yolanda Samoya will go on the craziest and most important trip in my teenage life with the...
