The smell of freshly baked apple pie assaults my nose as I walk in the front door. I close the door and walk into the kitchen. Andy has an apron on and is pulling a pie out of the over while Simon is sitting on the counter and reading a book.
Andy sets the pie down on the island next to the counter and pulls off his oven mitts. He stirs something in a pot and then flips a patty in the pan.
"Hey guys. I'm back!" I exclaim. Simon looks up from his book and waves. Andy waves but doesn't take his eyes off his cooking. I sit down next to Simon and scroll through Tumblr.
Andy puts the food on the table when it's done. Me and Simon get off the counter and sit at the table. We finish eating dinner and I walk up to my room.
I grab my book from off the beside table. I walk back downstairs and to the living room. Andy and Simon a re sitting on the couch looking bored.
"Can we go outside and read?" I ask them. Simon jumps up and grabs his book. We wait as Andy takes forever to pick out a book. When he finally picks one, that according to Simon he has read a million times, we walk outside.
I sit under the shade of the birch tree. Andy and Simon pull chairs up next to me. I watch as they open their books and start reading.
Simon is reading 'Moby Dick' and I groan inwardly. That book was so boring. Andy is reading 'The Fault in our Stars.' I smile. Of course Andy has read that book a million times.
I grab my book from beside me and open it to where I left off. Out of the corner of my eye I see Andy peering over to see what I'm reading. I turn the book around to show him the cover and he nods.
I turn the book back towards me and continue to read.
'As they walked into the new house, the passenger in the suitcase came out. It had a huge butcher knife in it's hand. It stalked towards the girls.
They run around screaming, trying to escape the wrath of the doll. It stabs one of the girls in the leg, immobilizing her. It stabs the girl continuously as the others just stand there and watch.
It gets bored after a while and it turns its head towards the other girls. It smiles devilishly and runs towards them. It continues to take the girls out one by one.
When the had all died the spirit in the doll had left. When the police came there was no evidence of who had done it besides the doll with a large butcher knife.
But who would believe that a doll could kill a bunch of girls?'
I finish the book and close it. Andy and Simon are staring up at the stars. I look up and see a miniature meteor shower. Andy points to one of them in particular.
"Make a wish," he tells me. I smile and close my eyes. I wish that my life could stay this happy forever. I open my eyes and the shooting star is gone.
"What did you wish for?" Simon asks. I smile at him and laugh.
"You can't tell someone what you wished for or it won't come true," I explain. He nods in understanding. I pull out my phone and see that it's almost seven o'clock.
I sit there for another hour, watching the meteor shower go by. I smile as Andy points out shooting stars to make wishes on. Simon makes a few and so doe Andy.
I only had one wish, so I don't wish again. The meteor shower ends and we walk inside. I check the clock over the stove and see that it's eight.
I walk into the kitchen behind Andy and Simon. Andy grabs the pie and heats it up slightly. Simon grabs whipped cream from the fridge as Andy takes the pie out of the oven again.
Andy slices the pie and Simon puts whipped cream on each piece. I grab my plate and eat it. Simon and Andy go back for seconds while I grab the bottle of whipped cream.
I pour a bunch of whipped cream into my mouth. Andy and Simon are busy eating pie and don't see me so I decide that I'm going to have some fun.
I walk up behind them with the bottle of whipped cream as my weapon. I blast it onto them and they turn around quickly. At first I'm scared that they'll be mad. But then they laugh.
"Oh it's on!" Simon yells. He grabs the whipped cream from me and starts spraying it everywhere. I get coated in it and eventually me and Andy make a truce to gang up on Simon.
We grab the bottle of whipped cream and Andy slams it onto the ground. The bottle explodes covering us and Simon completely. I was knocked to the ground by the force of it.
I start laughing. I wipe the whipped cream off of my eyes and look around. The kitchen is a huge mess. Andy and Simon look around the kitchen and realize what a mess we made.
"Eh. I'll call the maid," Andy says. I laugh at that. I feel bad for the maid. I give Andy and Simon a hug and go upstairs to wash off.
I jump in the shower and wash off the whipped cream. I have to wash my hair about three times before it isn't sticky anymore. I get out and change into my pajamas.
I put my sticky clothes into the hamper and walk back to my room. I grab my back pack and sit at my desk. I turn on music on my phone.
I take out my homework and quickly finish it. I put my stuff away and fall onto my bed. I fall asleep in the warmth of my blankets.
YOU ARE READING
Have Some Hope
General FictionHope would never be adopted. She never would make friends. She would never have a boyfriend. She would never get out of her father's grasp. But would she?
