Robin: Press Play

Monday - August 24

Hello? Hello? Earth to Robin, Earth to Robin. Oh, hi. Hi, my name is Wilson Robin-I mean Robin Wilson. Ugh, good grief, Morty can I start this over? "No way," Morty says, "We've done this shot thirty-two times. This was close enough. CLOSE ENOUGH!!!" 

Okay, okay. So as I told you before, my name is Robin. I have a perfect life. I live in Cotton Cloud, Washington. I'm thirteen years old and my birthday is on March 3rd. 

I, of course, don't live alone. I have two sisters, a Nanna, and awesome parents. My sisters are Melody and Jeans. 

Melody is fifteen; a tall, skinny, perky teenager. She sometimes acts like the very day annoying teenager, but she's fun for the most part. She's just so perfect...at school anyways. 

Jeans is extremely different. She's sane...enough. We call her Jitzy because of how she's full of energy with a hint of dare devilness. There's no part of her body that hasn't been fractured or broken. She's eleven.

So yeah, I'm the middle child. I have the greatest amount of luck though. 

My parents are terrific! They're really exciting and joyous. 

We're not exactly rich, but we do make more money than the average family. 

Nanna is quite great too. I met her when I was three and she's been somewhat of a second Mom for me. 

As you can tell, my life is pretty legit. Great school. Good friends. A potential boyfriend. Great house. Quiet friendly neighborhood. Life is perfect. Who wouldn't love it? 

I guess I just wish that I had a little spice or some trouble in my life. It's alright I suppose. Maybe if I knew how to fly?

"Honey, come down for dinner," Mom called. 

I slothed my way downstairs. "Robin, hurry! We have great news," Dad projected. "What is she doing?" Mom questioned quietly, but not quite enough for me not to hear. Jeans responded, " As usual, she's being a pest!" "Hey peeps, I can hear," I said. Didn't they understand that they were incapable of getting anything passed me? "Whatever," Jeans grumbled. "Okie dokie then," I tried to pass Jeans' annoying tone.

We all sat at a table completely full of the most delicious grub! Garden salad, chicken tenders, fries, and Sprite! Not exactly a hardy healthy meal, but I loved it!

We were talking as usual until Dad remembered the surprise he had for us. "Well, I know you gals are wondering what the good news is," he paused for dramatic effect. He and Mom shouted in celebration, "We're moving!" "That's great. We'll miss you dearly," Jeans said sarcastically. "We are all moving together as a family," Dad responded to Jeans. "I know what you meant," Jeans tried to cover up her joke. 

"Dad, we can't move," Melody continued eating. "Yeah, what's about our perfect lives as cheerleaders," I mocked. "I was just joking," Jeans was stuck in the same place. "There's probably a cheer team there," Mom tried to assure Melody. 

"Mom, besides cheer, I have a whole life that should've been considered before you guys made this decision," Melody eyeballed me and played the damsel in the distress all at the same time. "Yeah, right! Like we could consider your pillow of a boyfriend and constant shopping for useless stuff? I think...NOT!" I hit back. She should have never eye-balled me. 

"I'm not a dumb person. I just wanted to add in my humor to spice things up, that's all," Jeans wouldn't shut up. "We know, honey," Dad seemed annoyed. "Well, I just think this is a horrible life decision unless we're moving to Paris. We're not moving there I suppose," Jeans finally joined the conversation. 

"Robin, what do you think?" Mom had everyone focus on me. I didn't really think too much about it. I didn't know what she wanted me to say. The pressure started building and all I could do was try to make the situation better than it was. "Well...I...um...I'm alright with it," I hurried to eat my salad.