Wouldn't Be A Lie

Her head was in the clouds, and his feet were glued to the ground. Playing like lovers in the moonlight, but never stepping out into the sunlight.

(In the process of being edited so I apologize for any craziness!!)


2. We Are the Kids


We are the kids that you never can kill,

you never can kill, you never can kill

We say that we won't but you know that we will

you know that we will keep on

Don't wanna wait for permission

We got our own fresh set of rules

We take that old school fashion

Shape it into something new


I selected a pastel blue cap sleeved top and tucked it into white shorts. I ran my fingers through my curls and made them more loose than they already were making them look like waves. I took out my white scrappy sandals and slipped them on. I walked down stairs and into the small room next to the kitchen that had the washing and drying machine. I took out Eli's grey sweater out of the dryer and folded it nicely. 

"Holly, who’s sweater is that?" my mom asked coming up behind me and brushing a stray hair behind my ear. 

"My friend's brother. He lent it to me when he accidentally spilled water on me," I said.

"Be more careful, okay sweet pea?" She said. 

I shrugged and walked out of the room only to go back upstairs. I laid the sweater on my bed and walked into my closet and got out a small brown leather purse. I packed my favorite bubble gum pink lip-gloss and a pack of minty gum in there and closed it. I looked around once more and decided I needed nothing more and took the sweater in my arms, slung the purse over my shoulder, and walked down the stairs. 

"Mom, I'm ready can we go now?" I asked.

"Aren't you going to stay at least to eat something?" she asked.

"No, I'll buy something at the game," I said teetering at the bottom step of the stairs. 

"Okay then, let's go," she said. I gave her the address and she drove to their house.

We stopped in front of a beautiful two-story house that seemed to invite you in by only looking at it. I kissed my mom on the cheek and got out. She got out with me and I was surprised. Her eyes filled with awe at how grand but warm the house seemed. 

"Are you coming too?" I asked, hoping she wouldn't.

"No, I only want to meet their mother," she said smiling and fussing with her hair. 

We walked up to their porch and knocked on the deep colored wooden door. The door opened to reveal a tall, well dressed lady. She had flowing locks of brown hair that shined, beautiful brown eyes, and she smiled warmly at us and straightened her deep blue pencil skirt before stretching her hand out towards my mother.

"Hello, you must be Sydney and Mrs. Anderson. Welcome," she said shaking hands with my mother.

"Nice to meet you," my mother said.

"The pleasure is mine. I'm Genevieve, and don't worry about Sydney, she's in great hands," she said to my mother as I walked next to Genevieve and she combed her manicured hand through my hair. 

"Well honey I'll pick you up later," my mother said hugging me and kissing my cheek. 

"It was nice to meet you Genevieve," she said to Sam's mother, giving a last wave. 

Sam's mom nodded and I stood beside her as she stroked my hair.

"Come on in," Sam's mom said. I walked in and gasped.

Their house was ten times bigger than mine. I looked up to see a beautiful crystal chandelier sparkling and lighting up the hallway. The white and black bold tile sparkled and we kept walking, the only noise to be heard was the clicking of Genevieve's black stiletto heels. She lead me to a huge living room where Eli was strewn across the tan leather couch watching ESPN on the large flat-screen TV. 

"Sit here let me go get Samantha," she said leaving me to sit with Eli. Eli sat up and made room for me.

"Here I brought it back," I said handing him his sweater.

"Oh, you didn't have to," he said taking it back.

"Well it isn't mine," I said.

"Whatever," he muttered putting it on. Just then I heard Sam fly down the stairs and all I saw was a mass of brown curls launch at me.

"Well hello to you too," I said hugging her.

"Oh my God, we are gonna have a blast!" she said jumping on the couch.

"Samantha. Don't jump on my couch!" Genevieve scolded. Sam sat down next to me and stole the remote from Eli and began switching through the channels.

"Hey! I was watching that," Eli exclaimed.

"Yeah, so?" Sam said uninterested.

"Moooooooooom! Sam took the remote away from me," Eli yelled.

"You're such a baby, Eli," Sam said jumping on him.

"Get off of me!” Eli yelled trying to push her off.

"What? The big badass football player can't even push his little sister off of him?" she said mockingly. Eli threw her off and made her fly, I watched as she landed and hit her head against the plush carpet. 

"Hey that wasn't nice," I said pushing him back into the couch as he got up to check on his sister.

"She isn't nice," he spit at me.

"I don't care, you threw her across the room," I said digging my hands into his chest.

"Get your hands off me before I throw you across the room," he said,

"You don't scare me," I spat.  Sam stood up and crawled behind the couch. She grabbed Eli around the neck. 

"Let me go, you pests," he shouted in frustration. 

"Sam, he's turning like really red, you should let him go," I said. Sam let him go and came around and sat next to me. Just then Genevieve walked into the room and told us dinner was ready. We all walked into their dining room and I sat next to Sam and Eli sat across from me, and Genevieve started to set plates of lasagna down and glasses of milk. She sat next to Eli, and minutes later a tall and handsome man walked into the room and sat at the head of the table. 

"Is this Sam's little friend?" he said gesturing towards me as he ruffled Sam's brown curls.

"Her  annoying friend," Eli corrected. 

"Eli Plascencia! Your manners please. I'm sorry Sydney," Genevieve said scolding Eli.  

"It's alright Mrs. Plascencia," I said. "Oh darling, call me Mom," she said smiling kindly as she took my hands from across the table.

"Can we eat now? I'm starving!" Sam complained.

"Shall we say Grace?" their father said. We bowed our heads and prayed and ended with a chorus of 'Amen's'. We started eating and I giggled at how Sam ate.

"Sydney, so where are you from?" asked her dad.

"Seattle," I answered.

"Wonderful city. Seattle," he said nodding.

"Yes it is," I said.

We continued to eat and the rest of dinner was full of small talk and Eli constantly kicking me under the table. I kicked him back and made him spill his milk all over himself. 

"Look what you did! My God you’re worse than Sammie!" Eli yelled.

"Eli Plascencia! You apologize this instant or you will not go to your game tonight!" Genevieve said as she tried to dry the table with napkins. I got up to help her and he pinched me.

"Ow!" I said rubbing my arm.

"Eli, go up into your room. Get cleaned up and gear up your game almost starts," Genevieve said. He left for his room upstairs, muttering about ‘Stupid girls'. I giggled and sat back down in my chair.

"Well I'm going to excuse myself as I get dressed properly for a football game," Mr. Plascencia said as shed his suit jacket and walked up the stairs.

"Come on," Sam said taking my hand and pulling me with her.

"Thank you for the wonderful meal, Mrs. Plascencia, I mean Mom," I said giggling. 

Sam led me upstairs into her bedroom. Her walls were white and had glow-in-the-dark stars stuck on the ceiling. Her bed was unmade and her closet door was open to reveal a mess of clothes and shoes. Her vanity had CD's and magazines across it.  I sat down on her bed and she plugged in her iPod, putting it on shuffle and the song Rich by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs began to play. It was spot on really, seeing how luxuriously they lived. The lyrics flowed through the room as she ransacked her closet for something to wear. 

 I'm rich.

Like a hot noise.

Rich rich rich.

I'll take you out, boy.

So stuck up.

I wish you'd stick in to me.

Flesh ripped off.  

After looking in her closet and through the piles of clothes on the floor she finally settled on distressed denim shorts and a Ramones tee. She slipped on her black Chucks and lay down on the bed next to me.

"My brother is such an ass," she said studying the glow in the dark constellations. 

"I guess so," I said.  As soon as she said that he walked in the room dressed in his white football jersey and black football pants. 

"We have to go, dorks. And I'm not an ass," he said smirking.

"You're so nosy," Sam said throwing a purple pillow at him, he ducked and it hit the wall.

"Am not, you just talk really loud," he said walking into the room.

"No one gave you permission to enter my sanctuary," Sam said as he sat next to me.

"I didn't need it," he said. I got off the bed and stood up crossing my arms.

"Come on let's go Sam," I said.

"What you can't stand sitting next to me?" he asked feigning hurt.

"No I can't," I said sticking my tongue out at him.

"Oh the tongue. It's gonna kill me," he said pretending I had shot him in the heart.

"Whatever," I said as Sam linked our arms and we walked out of the room. He followed us down the stairs and outside. We sat on the swing on their porch, waiting for their parents.

"Let's go guys," Mr. Plascencia said as we all piled up into the 2014 Volvo.

We drove to back to our school where the game would be held. We found a parking space near the football field and Eli ran out and met up with some of his friends and the rest of us walked to take our seats on the bleachers. We sat high up and Eli's mom started to cheer her son on as soon as the game started. She handed us a poster that read. "#26 is the best!” We lifted it up and Sam and I almost died of laughter, because it wasn’t true, or at least not to us. The game was over a couple hours later. They won 42-17. We met Eli down on the field and Sam jumped into his arms and he smiled widely, the sweat glistened off his forehead as he took off his helmet. I smiled at him and he came and hugged me too. 

"You won," I said when he let me go.

"Yeah, that was the goal," he said still smiling as his dad patted his back and his mom wrapped him up into a big hug. 

"Maybe, you're not as big of a loser as I thought you were," I said jokingly.

"Hey, that's not nice," he said echoing the words I had told him earlier this afternoon. We laughed and Sam took my hand and we raced back to the car. I was dropped off back at home and I waved as they drove away. I walked inside, to see my mom waiting for me in the living room.

"How did it go?" my mom asked.

"Good, I had lots of fun," I said.

"Good, go on and take a shower, so you can go to bed," she said. I walked up the stairs and got my pajamas and towels and headed into the bathroom. I took a quick shower and change and then headed back into my room. I peeled back my pink duvet and got in my bed. I turned off my lights and fell asleep with a smile on my face, thinking about Eli's beautiful smile.     

(All rights reserved to Walk the Moon's We Are the Kids and the Yeah Yeah Yeah's Rich)

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