"I'm boiling." Hope said. "I'm freezing." Lizzie added. "I'm starving." Josie voiced. "Punch buggy." Lizzie announced punching Hope in the arm. "Okay, sandwiches." Dorian said handing them out. "I'll do a sandwich." Alaric called out. "Dad, did you only pack meat?" Josie asked. "Thank you." Alaric said. "J-Just bologna?" Kaleb questioned. "I told you, it's meat." Josie argued. "Stiles you want anything?" Hope asked me. "Nah. I'm fine. I'm not hungry." I said leaning my head against the window staring outside watching the trees blur.
"Punch buggy, no returns." Lizzie voiced punching Hope again. "99 bottles of beer in the wall, 99 bottles of beer" Alaric sang. My eyes went wide in agony having to go through. "Someone kill me. Please." I begged looking up in the clouds. "I think I'm..." Josie started before the sound of retching was heard clearly in my ears. "Ah!! Oh my God!" Hope yelled in disgust. "My God!" Lizzie shouted. "Ew!!" Hope sounded. "Damn girl! What DID you eat?!" Kaleb asked. "Get it in the bag!" Alaric screamed. he noxious smell hit my nostrils before I got woozy. "Oh boy." I mumbled. "Are we there yet?" Lizzie asked Ric before Josie threw up again. "Oh, Lord! In the bag, sweetheart." Alaric demanded.
"Are we there yet?" Lizzie asked again. I looked pointedly at Alaric. "I'm not lost." He spat. I dropped my head. I seriously needed to do something. Stretch, run, scream, fight, SOMETHING! ANYTHING!
"37 bottles of beer on the wall. 37 bottles of beer. Take one down, pass it around, 36 bottles of beer on the wall." The others sang as I stared out the front windshield in horror. Kill me! Kill me NOW! "Oh yeah! Keep up guys!" Alaric said.
I had fallen asleep about 20 minutes ago when Lizzie asked if we were there yet...again...for what seemed like the 10,000th time. The car suddenly stopped with a screech of the brakes. "Yes!" Alaric growled turning the car. My eyes snapped open. "Aha!!" I sounded as I unbuckled my seat belt and flew out the car. I took the time to run up and down the interstate before coming back and stopping short of the river with smoking shoes. Panting as I leaned on my knees. "Oh! There I go." I said before falling onto the ground refusing to get back up. "If you don't I'll just stay here for the rest of the trip." I said waving the others away as I laid face first in the grass.
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قصص الهواةMy name is Stiles Mikaelson and I have a twin sister named Hope. Our family...is about as messed up as the next one. Okay that's an understatement. Our family, the Mikaelson family, is about as messed up as it gets. Our father and his siblings are...
