Genre: Realistic Fiction, Mystery, Drama/Romance
Claire and I unpacked our belongings and put them in our own dressers and waited for lunch to be ready.
After a little while, Leila hollered for us. As Claire and I reached the doorway, we observed the stampede as the six of them pounded down the stairs.
When my little sister and I reached the kitchen, Jeb greeted us and handed us a bowl and silverware. At the head of the table, Leila stood with a ladle and served us plenty of food. I sat inayofuata to Makayla, and Claire sat across from me, inayofuata to Joey.
The meal was spent in almost total silence, save for the clink as our spoons connected with the bowls. When everyone finished, Leila told me that I was going to do dishes with Tim.
Washing dishes took no time at all. Only once did Tim splash me with soapy water. The bubbles stayed on my arm as the water dripped onto the shag carpet. I gasped and glared at him. But Tim was whistling and cleaning plates, uigizaji all nonchalant like nothing happened. I picked a piece of carrot out of a bowl and flicked it at him. The small machungwa, chungwa dot appeared in his hair, blending in perfectly. I giggled and resumed my duty. I got done as quickly as possible and ran upstairs, seeing where everybody was. All the rooms were empty, including the one I shared with Claire. I ran back down stairs and looked out front. Not a soul. They must have been out in the backyard. I threw the screen door open and witnessed the five and Claire playing what looked like Tag. I grinned and watched. Tim then appeared behind me. I sensed him and kicked him in the shin and laughed as he groaned.
Suddenly, Jess yelled, "Guys! Let's go get Blake!"
Everyone else agreed and followed her. I decided to go, too. An adventure would be fun on the first siku of our stay.
Claire and I unpacked our belongings and put them in our own dressers and waited for lunch to be ready.
After a little while, Leila hollered for us. As Claire and I reached the doorway, we observed the stampede as the six of them pounded down the stairs.
When my little sister and I reached the kitchen, Jeb greeted us and handed us a bowl and silverware. At the head of the table, Leila stood with a ladle and served us plenty of food. I sat inayofuata to Makayla, and Claire sat across from me, inayofuata to Joey.
The meal was spent in almost total silence, save for the clink as our spoons connected with the bowls. When everyone finished, Leila told me that I was going to do dishes with Tim.
Washing dishes took no time at all. Only once did Tim splash me with soapy water. The bubbles stayed on my arm as the water dripped onto the shag carpet. I gasped and glared at him. But Tim was whistling and cleaning plates, uigizaji all nonchalant like nothing happened. I picked a piece of carrot out of a bowl and flicked it at him. The small machungwa, chungwa dot appeared in his hair, blending in perfectly. I giggled and resumed my duty. I got done as quickly as possible and ran upstairs, seeing where everybody was. All the rooms were empty, including the one I shared with Claire. I ran back down stairs and looked out front. Not a soul. They must have been out in the backyard. I threw the screen door open and witnessed the five and Claire playing what looked like Tag. I grinned and watched. Tim then appeared behind me. I sensed him and kicked him in the shin and laughed as he groaned.
Suddenly, Jess yelled, "Guys! Let's go get Blake!"
Everyone else agreed and followed her. I decided to go, too. An adventure would be fun on the first siku of our stay.
Ya tell me,
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All siku long, all siku long
What makes wewe think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think wewe want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do wewe act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet wewe never liked that when wewe were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No zaidi time for homework, just sit back and do the things I upendo to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
Don't dance, don't dance,
Just stay inside and never go out
And scold me
All siku long, all siku long
What makes wewe think you're so damn awesome?
Don't ya know we have a life too, too?
We'd be sittin in watching TV
And I don't think wewe want that either
So what the heck can we do?
We're not just mindless robots with nothing else to do
We don't have time for homework
We just wanna have fun, fun, fun
We have a life, no time for homework
We can go ahead and play flag football
But I'm not goin inside
Why do wewe act like
There's nothin else better than
Doin homework all night long
I bet wewe never liked that when wewe were young
We've been playin outside
Now it's time to kick in and relax
No zaidi time for homework, just sit back and do the things I upendo to do
Cuz I gotta enjoy my life when I'm young.
I've been written
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me kwa my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if wewe destroy me.
The painful truth,
Just two days ago,
When I was...betrayed.
He walked away from me
He threw me down in the sand
Like I was some little doll
Of little importance.
It was a scary thought
To think,
Of all those years...
When he took me in
Now he threw me down and that's that
I'm not a paper doll
So I will not be thrown down again
Cuz I am not a puppet
No one will control me with strings
I am invincible
I am an individual
No one shall make me suffer
Though I must cry sometimes....
Don't swing me kwa my head
Don't make me lose my mind
I don't want to destroy you
But I will, if wewe destroy me.
No matter how much wewe wish for zaidi it happens like the saa glass time runs out and you'll lung for more.
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test kwa our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
With that time your ideas that others may know them as sweet they run out and leave people wanting more.
We song writers, novelists, story writers and poets will all leave our adience want so much more. The reason? It's because of our massive creatively, our unique style and tenchquie it's what drives us to a certain point as of where we'll keep our audience entertained. While inventors may lose their touch after contrast copies from the same old ideas being modefiyed we have our minds being put to the test kwa our viewers. After all they matter most their who we write for right?
(Verse 1)
I am in upendo with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover
I am in upendo with the guy whois sweet
till we meet It isn't possible
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Verse 2)
We haven't met yet
Still single hearted
thinkin' 'bout each other
Everyday
(Verse 2)
(Bridge)
Now & then everyday we need to meet each other goin' separate paths and ways to meet each other and go undercover
(Pre-Chorus)
We are going separate paths and ways sometime we need to meet in the middle and go undercover Now,
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go under cover for each other We need to meet before we go undercover for each other
(Chorus)
We need to meet before we go undercover