The Bite of The Moon

Chapter 1

I felt like I was going to implode.

My family and I have been traveling for six hours straight on our way to the middle of nowhere, without any; absolutely no breaks- no going to the bathroom or eating food what so ever. I was beginning to think that peeing my pants wasn't such a bad idea, except the fact that I would have deal with the wetness soaked into my sweats for the rest of the way there, not to mention it would be very humiliating for a 17 year old to pee her pants. The rock-hard leather seats of the interior of the pitch black dodge only fit 5 people, sort of. These ever so comfortable seats would only fit would only fit 5 people if we were hobbits, but we weren't hobbits, we are fully grown human beings. My parents decided to not only to put 5 human people in the car resulting in a game of twister in the car, but numerous food bags holding who knows what, to the point where I was becoming claustrophobic.

My ever so fantastic parents made us cancel our plans for Thanksgiving break, so we could go on our "family bonding" trip, as my parents called it, which would mainly consist of insults, smacks, and numerous warnings and punishments from my parents. I had to cancel my plans of spending the whole week watching Netflix, working on my homework that my ever so lovely teachers assigned over break, and eating to my heart desires.

Being a senior in high school who took almost all AP classes requires many hours of sweat, blood, and tears to finish homework in time before it's due. People are generall surprised on how prone I am to getting paper cuts. My fingers have become calloused over the years from lined paper to cardstock paper slicing through my pale skin. At this point in my life, my only goal was to finish senior year with decent grades and to get into a collage. Eventhough I hadn't picked out my collage or major, I knew I wanted to help people or animals.

On the way to this god forsaken place the, I was given the middle seat, resulting me to become the middle of a human sandwich. Meaning I was sandwiched between my two brothers Nolan and Nathan because I just so happened to be the shortest person in my family. My brother's frames easily towered over my 5 "4" frame. Nolan stood at a studdly 6 "4" and Nathan following behind with a stunning 6" frame.

On my left was Nolan, who was now a big 20 year old that couldn't believe we were forcing him on this trip, preventing him from hanging out with his friends and going to party or getting wasted, however you want to see it. He was bad individual. Whatever the case, he was a giant in a three foot wide area. At this point in our journey, he looked like a daddy long leg, with his legs and arms sprawled across the seat, wedged in the between tiny crevices, and crawling up the shotgun seat. On my right was my little brother, Nathan, a whinny 15 year old wasn't any better than his older sibling. He was contact with some part of my body, whether it was a shoulder or an arm- he was always leaning on me. Not only did he cling to me like the fungus he is, he never shut up the whole six hours complaining about how stuffy the car was, no matter how many curse words and smacks were sent in his direction.

So here I was sitting in between spider legs and bitchy McBitchy pants, ready to pee my pants.

"Get off me Nathan I will not hesitate to injure your family jewels!" Shoving his head off my shoulder, struggling for an inch of my own space. "Please tell me are almost there. If we don't get there soon, where ever "there" is, I'm going to piss all over your seats," I stated through clenched teeth, as I shifted uneasily trying to get into the most comfortable position without peeing myself, as my butt felt another bump. At this point I didn't really care if I was acting like a bratty 6 year that throws a temper tantrum when she doesn't get the newest fairy princess doll , but I really had to pee and I was going to do everything to decrease the chance of urinating all over myself. Usually I try to go unnoticed; to keep myself from wandering eyes, but when I am in dire situations or with my family, all noticeable shyness dissipates. I look over at Nathan to see him tantalizing me with each slow drink of water. I watch as his adams apple bobs up and down with every sip. Its final I was going to pop.