The next day, everything was normal, up until the end of the day. My car wouldn't start for the first time I've had it. My friend, Zach, took me home. When I walked into the house, there was smoke in the house and my brother on the phone with 911.
"WHAT DID YOU DO?!?" I yell at the top of my lungs.
"I...I was making this thing...and I uh..."--"I don't care, get out of the house, now." I say interrupting him.
When the fire department comes, I make my brother call dad.
"Hi dad...I kinda sorta made a smoke thing in the house. BUT everyone is okay." He waits a bit. "Yeah. Okay. I'll see you soon."
"What the HELL were YOU thinking?!?"
"Uhm.. I was making this thing and I kinda..." He pauses. "put the oven timer on on the microwave instead of the microwave."
"How could you exactly do that?" I say glaring at him.
My dad pulls in, and Carter calls. He asks me to come over, and I say "I'll be right over."
I go over there, smelling awful, and he's shirtless. God, he is always shirtless. Just to show it off or something. Any chance he gets, its off. But we basically just sit there, til I have work. I work at Fareway, the night shift. Ish. I work 4 to closing time. I'd say I have a pretty nice job, $7.75 an hour. I started when I was 14, and managed to keep it til now.
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When I get home, all of the windows are open in the house. I walk in, put my keys on the counter, and go down to my room. I go down, and dad's on my laptop. "Hey, I'm house searching. Cool?" As he looks back at the screen. "Yeah, yeah. No problem." I say as I sit down.
I think I found one." He points at the screen. "It has 6 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, and a theatre. But, we'd have you go to a public school. That'd be cool beans?" He tries too hard sometimes.
"Yeah, I guess that'd be fine."
Its silent so I say something. "So we'd move cities? Or just houses?"
"No, its in Cali."
"What? Thats like a million miles away. I like it here." God we can't move. We just moved in.
He just left the room and went back upstairs.
Well, shit. I can't move. No. No way. I met so many people I can't move now. I just go upstairs and tell mom and dad I'm going to Carter's.
Once I'm over there, I tell him everything. He just says "well, that sucks." He has no social skills. Whatsoever.
I just go back home and get my keys and go on a drive. By myself. I don't have these alot. I need them, I just don't have time.
Tori calls me and asks for me to come over. I get over there, and I take her to Subway. I didn't take her like that, it was just a friendly thing to do. We just sat there and she talked about Nick, I talked about dad. We just talk about random shit all the time and I love it.
We stay til closing time, and I take Tori home.
I get home, and charge my phone. It has been dead since the time I got home from school today. I look and just saw a couple Instagram notifications and a text from mom asking where I am. It's already 10;46, so i just go to bed.
As soon as I hit the pillow, I hear a car alarm.
