Wake Me Up

Chapter 6: A terrible kisser...

"I got a whole church choir singing in my soul! I got a sweet salvation and it's beautiful-" she was interrupted by the speed bump.

Thank goodness! She wouldn't shut up!

Not that I'm an Antichrist or anything, I'm just saying, anyone would be annoyed if they heard the same song being blared from her mouth all the way home.

"There ain't nothing! They're ain't nothing! Gonna steal my joy-"

"Enough!" I said clasping my hand to her mouth. I heard my mom sigh in relief from the driver's seat.

Yup. I'm sitting in the back with Cathy because somebody wouldn't let me ride shotgun even though I'm older. We never fought over such silly things when Steve was around because we had a system. But he's departure has disrupted the whole system. I know it's been years and we could probably change the system but in my defense...I'm awfully lazy.

Wait, what was my point again?

Oh yeah.

My sister has been singing the same song for the last hour since we left the church. Normally, I wouldn't mind- Oh who am I kidding?!

I can't sit through another traffic jam with her as long as she's singing that loud!

Where'd I put that duck tape again?

I think it was in my- Ow!

"What the... You bit me!" I accused as I jerked my hand away

"Let me overflow with the Holy Spirit!"

"Overflow with it somewhere else!" I yelled.

Mom cleared her throat and gave me a stern look from the mirror.

"I mean...please don't scream the song out to the whole world. It makes me want to plug my ears and dive into the ocean,"

"But you can't swim," she said.

"Exactly," I said.

Mom chuckled from the driver's seat.
"Be nice, Aura," she said.

"Sorry. But it did put my message out there. What I mean to say is, you can sing, but please don't scream the lyrics,"

"Oh fine," she sighed defeated.

I got a ding from my phone and proceeded to check who it was from.

Walking innuendo~
CODE ORANGE!!!!!

"Um...how long before we get home?"

"I was actually thinking we could go to the amusement park,"

"I actually have an exam tomorrow and I really need to study with Jaime,"

"Why do you have exams? School just opened," Cathy asked.

"That's what we said," I defended.

"Why don't I have exams?" Cathy asked.

"Because...it's for eighth graders only,"

"Well why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I thought we were going home. How about this? You can drop me off and go to the amusement park with Cathy,"

"I can work with that," Cathy shrugged.

"Alright then," mom agreed.

Three words.

THANK.

YOU.

GOD.

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