Soundtrack To My Life - PART 3

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      “What are you weirdos doing?”
      Our faux fight was suddenly interrupted by my thirteen year old sister, standing in the doorway with one hand on her hip, and the other holding the phone.
      “Wow, and you guys are supposed to be my role models?”
       I rolled my eyes, “What do you want, Ape?”
      “Mom just called. She said you should take me and Jenny to Karate, ‘cause she’s stuck at the doctor with Hunter.”
      “Ugh, you’re kidding me, right?” I whined, “Jase just came over! And he was about to tell us about his trip.”
      “Yeah, I could tell.” April said rolling her eyes. I wonder where she learned that from....
      “Hey, we could come with you, if you want.” Jason said shrugging, “I mean, you do have room in the car, right?”
      “Well, yeah…I guess.”
      “Yeah, we’ll come,” Lana chimed in, “and we can go for slurpees or something after.”
      “Oh, ok, cool, yeah. Fine, we’ll take you, Ape.” I said, turning back to April.
      “And Jenny, too.” She said pointedly.
      “Yeah! Fine, ok. There’s room for all of us.”
      “SWEET! I call shotgun!” Jason yelled, jumping off the bed.
      “No! That’s not fair!” Lana cried out, “You always get shotgun!”
      “So? I said it first.”
      “You’re point? Anytime we go anywhere, you always ride shotgun.”
      “Hey, I just got back from a 6 week trip to Florida! I was away a long time.” Jason retaliated, crossing his arms, “You had six weeks for shotgun.”
      “Oh, yeah, you do look really tan.” I added, noticing it for the first time.
      “Yeah,” Lana snorts, “so what, that’s gonna’ be your argument for everything now? ‘I just got back from a really long trip away from my girlfriend, so now I have to spend every waking moment by her side.’?” She said, mimicking Jason perfectly.
      It’s actually really funny to watch the two of them when they get like this. I don’t have to get addicted to soap operas, because I have all the drama I need with my two best friends by my side. They have the funniest relationship.
      “Ok, firstly, she’s not my girlfriend, she’s my best friend.” Jason said, unfolding his arms.
      “Yeah, big difference.” Lana said, raising her eyebrows and smirking.
      “I’m not his girlfriend.” I said, making a face at Lana.
      “Right,” April snorted from the doorway.
      “You!” I point at April, “Shoo! Go get ready or I’m not taking you!”
      “Fine,” she said walking away, “you guys are SO immature.”
      Funny, how I was just thinking the same thing about 10 minutes ago.
      “And secondly,” Jason said a little louder, looking very smug, “yes.”
      “Loser.” Lana responded.
      “Stupid-head!” Jason said, sticking his tongue out.
      “Doody face!” Lana retorted, making a face.
      “WOAH!” I cried over their name calling, “First of all, when did we go back in time to second grade!? And second of all," I added, smirking, "whoever rides shotgun also pays for gas.”
      Lana bowed deeply to Jason, “The honor is all his.”
      Jason laughed and pulled Lana into a hug, “Geez, I missed you!”
      “Ew! Get off of me! You smell like--wait, you actually smell good.” Lana said suddenly stopping her rant and started sniffing the air. “What is that? You finally got rid of your Axe?”
      “Ooh, let me smell.” I said moving closer, “Wow, you do smell good.”
      “Woah! What are you guys, dogs now? Stop sniffing me!” He said, shoving my nose away from his neck, “And for your information, Axe is made with a special hormone that’s supposed to attract girls. But yes, while I was away, I tried something new and liked it.” He shrugged.
      “What the HECK are you freaks doing now!?” April asked, back at my doorway, this time holding her karate bag.
      “Jason smells really good,” Lana said simply.
      “Yeah, come smell him.” I laughed.
      “Ew, no.” April cringed, “We have to pick up Jenny. I told her we’d be there in five minutes.” She called over her shoulder as she bolted down the stairs.
     “Fine!” I called after her, “Alright guys, come on, we better go before Her Royal Hiney throws a fit.” I walked over to my dresser, pulled my iPod out of my iHome, stuck it in my purse with my keys and walked out of the room. "We better go before the carriage turns into a pumpkin.....or I beat the princess into pumpkin pulp...."