uhh song isssssss Three Cheers for Five Years by Mayday Parade. Ahhh i'm obsessed with them.
And don't blame me for the terribleness of this part. It's taking all my will power not to get distracted by Youtube.
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"MOOOMMM!!" I yelled from the front door. One foot was outside the door while the other was still in the house.
"WHAT?!?" She yelled back.
"I'M BRINGING THE NEIGHBORS SOME COOKIES!"
"What did you say?" Her voice sounded closer.
"I said I'm bring some stuff over to the neighbors house."
My mothers face appeared around the corner of the hallway. "Didn't we bring them food last week?"
"Uh...no..." I answered, not looking at her in the eye.
"Oh ok. Have fun then!"
I breathed a sigh of relief as she disappeared back into the kitchen. If you're wondering, yes I did bring them food last week but I'm dieing to know what's going on with them. My curiosity is killing me here. My brother would always say to me, "Curiosity kills the cat." He would say that whenever I was being too nosey with things. If he said that I would say, "But satisfaction brought it back." He would always be speechless after I said that so I just continued to be nosey.
The only reason I was bringing them food was to go over to their house and see if anybody was home. I was watching through my window earlier in the morning (creepy, I know. But haven't we already established that?) and a their dad ran out of the house and drove away in his car. So some of them are still there. I haven't looked outside since then, so maybe more could have left. Hopefully all of them didn't leave, then I would be going there for nothing.
I wonder what their problem is. Ignoring me. Psh, no one can ignore the mighty and awesome Etta Collins. Well more like the smart, socially awkward, and strange Etta Collins. But ya know, there's no difference.
Did they really think I would be scared away by some mention of a curse? Don't a lot of towns have people that believe in weird superstitions? Even I believe in some. Like holding your breath when passing a graveyard? Or lifting your feet up when you drive over railroad tracks? Anyone? Ok. Well if they believed in some curse that the town has then that's fine. I don't judge. And what about Septimus? He seemed pretty interested when he mentioned the curse. Does it have anything to do with him singing in the forest that he was a monster?
I suddenly tripped over a random rock on the road and I stumbled a little bit, bringing me out of my thoughts. Ok Etta concentrate on walking. Left, Right, no rocks, no bumps, no dents. Ok good.
I managed to make it to their driveway in one piece and not run into the mail-box again. I looked up from the street and noticed that the twins were throwing a football to each other across the yard. Whoa, when did they get there? They were both wearing blue shirts and jeans with their hair spiked up. Well there goes trying to tell them apart.
I approached the one I assumed to be Sebastian without getting hit by the football as they threw it back and forth.
"Hey Sabian, Sebastian." No response. "Um hello?" Still nothing. "Are you ignoring me Sebastian...?" Sebastian's eyes glanced at me in surprise and then back to his brother. Aha! He knew I was there. "I guess you're not getting any of these delicious homemade cookies." That's a lie. I just took them out of a package and stuck them in the oven for 10 minutes.
I waved the plate in front of his nose and he faltered for a second before throwing the football again. They sooo wanted the cookies.
I huffed. "Fine these cookies are going to Seth."
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