I woke up to the sound of my little sister's voice. I opened one eye and stared at her in the darkness. "What?" I asked her, this girl was unbelieveable, she woke me up in the middle of...the morning. It was 3:00 a.m. and everyone was suppose to be asleep.
"A moving Van Chel!" She exclaimed, I would have gotten mad at her for waking me up in the middle of the morning for something stupid as that, but I was curious. Why was someone moving in the middle of the night?
I got up on one arm on my bed and slowly rolled out of bed. My sister held me by the arm and pulled me down to the window. "Who was it?" I asked her. For the past three weeks she has been jumping up and down saying a famous person was coming to leave next to us, but she has yet to find out thier name. I didn't bother with her because, sometimes, she could act a little...insane.
"Chel, I told you a bunch of time, it's that Guy!" Wow, that explains alot.
"Which guy Abi?" For a twelve year old she was really dull on discrip...