"Joe! Where did you put my notebook and pen?" Annabella yelled. Annabella is a small 13 year old, brunette, middle child with sparkling emarald eyes.
"Which one? you have like 50?" Joe questioned back. Joe, being the older twin of the two had jet black hair and gray brown pebble-like eyes full of whatever seen in front of them.
"Oh? So you've taken more then one?" annabella countered. she had twisted his words to her meanings, like always.
"Anna, catch!" shouted James while running around the room avoinding Joe while trying to get the notebook to Annabella. James had black, 9 year old spiked hair and frog green eyes. well cartoon frog green.He jumped the couch and threw the notebook mid-air. Anna had to admit he was a pretty good throw.
"Nice job short stack," She said and rufled his hair quick when he ran by with Joe on his tail.
"BOYS! Boys! Too much noice for me in the morning. Joe go back to bed, I told you, your not going on the trip," Anna's dad kind of just walked out and back into his room. She doubled up with silent fits of laughter and walked back to her room to go back over her check list for things she needed to have.
"Why does he always ruin the fun?" she coversed that point to state of exhaustion all by herself.And she would not let the boys ruin this trip for her.
She would be going to Philidalphia for two days, Boston for three days and New York City for two days. this was the field trip that the class of 2015 had been making small payments over five years for.Joe went and got himself uber grounded. So absolutly nothing would ruin this for her.
"Need help with your bags?" James asked. His shirt was off, which must mean Joe caught him at some point and he wiggled free.
"What do you want James?" Annabella knew her little brother would never just help carry bags. It was also the nature of 9 year olds to complian when they didnt get what they wanted.
"Will you bring me back something? Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!!" Told you so, she thought to herself.
"Sure. But you have to carry all the bags."
"Annabella! Wait up!" Joe yelled. You could tell he was still tired from his chase secnce with James. "You forgot your braclet." This particular charm braclet was given to her from Joe and James for her and Joe's 11th birthday. And she took it everywhere. How could she have forgotten? Annabella was forgetting a lot these past few weeks, and was instead remembering things she had never done and dreams she had never had.
"Thanks Joe. I owe you one. Where'd you find it?" she wondered. "And no, I will not convince Dad to let you come. What you did was your fault."
"I wasn't going to ask that. and it ws on your nightstand where you left it last night." he mock pretended to be hurt that I would accuse him of asking me to lie. "And people say I'm the spacy one."
BEEEEEEEP! BEEEEEEP! BEEP BEEEP!
"Annabella Marie Lyric! Do you know what time it is miss?!" Mom? Annabella thought. But no. It was her best friends Victoria Zince. She was a tall, gorgouse, slender 14 year old 8th grader. She had long wavy red/orange hair with her typical purple streaks. Her eyes were a slightly cloudy, sky blue that seemed to glow when she was with Annabella.
"Vick! You scared the living hell out of me!" Anna giggle/shouted across the lawn. James came out with the bags and Vicktoria and Annabella helped him get them to the trunk.
"Come on! Really? Now you won't brong me back something, will you?" James complained.
"She will lil Jimmy. I promise for her," Vicky said crossing her heart. "Bell, come on. We have to go!"
Annabella felt so alert while her and Victoria were in the car that she could almost sense that they both had a lot to talk about, But neither girl wanter to be the one to break the silence that filled the car like smoke.