We hop back in the car with our "stuff" and start to drive back home.
"Hey Andy, turn on the radio." I do as I'm told and flip on the button to hear one of the most annoying bands ever!
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
You don't know you're beautiful,
"Oh god Andy! Did you really have to pick that station? I know you like them, but can't you listen to them later?" Flynn chuckles.
"Oh shut up. You know I don't like them either." I push him.
"I know, I know." The song finally ends after a while as the announcer, Brad, talks.
"Hello listeners! Are you ready for a contest now? The first person to ring in the right answer to this question gets the biggest prize of all time!"
"Ha! I bet you ten bucks that I'll get the answer right!" I tell Flynn.
"Well of course Andy! You know everything about music. I'm not betting, but you should call in to see if it goes through."
"Okay, what year did we first broadcast this station?"
I quickly dial the number and wait for something to happen. It suddenly starts to ring. "Flynn, it's ringing!" I bite on my nails and wait for a while.
"Flynn, what was that sound?" I look around with the phone still held up to my ear.
"What was, what?" He turns to me confused.
"Erm...never mind." I shake my head. What was that sound? It sounded like a bell or something ringing. I was completely zoomed out, and I was taken by surprised when I heard someone on the other side of the line.
"Hello lucky caller number one! What's your name?"
"Andy!" It actually went through!
"So, the real question is do you have the correct answer?"
"Oh uh 2002."
"Ding, ding, ding! We have a winner!"
"Andy, you have not only been heard on the radio, but you also get to meet the biggest boy band ever in person!"
"Coldplay?!" I look at Flynn in excitement.
"Haha! That's a good one Andy, but no. You get to spend a whole week with One Dir-" I quickly hung up and turned pale as ever.
"Ahahah! You won and you get to meet One Direction!" Flynn laughs in my face.
"Shut up! I don't even want to see their faces ever again!" I cross my arms slouching in the seat.
"Uh oh. I think we lost connection with Andy. I guess we'll have to contact her later." Brad says.
"No! Don't call me later Brad!" I yell at the radio. I look out the window and see people on the sidewalk staring at me. What? They never yelled at a radio before?
"You've gone insane." Flynn grabs the bags from the trunk.
"I have not! It's just I thought I was going to win tickets to a concert I like, not meet a band I dislike."
"Hey, maybe when you meet them you can ask them for help on playing and writing music." Flynn chuckles.
"Quiet!" I slap his arm.
Yeah, I play the violin, bass guitar, guitar, ukulele, piano, and a bit of cello. Not my actual talent, but it's my second best. I've been playing violin for seven years, bass guitar three years, guitar six years, ukulele also six years, and the piano about five years. My favorite instrument to play is the violin. If it wasn't for my music teacher, I would of probably never went to college.
"Link, we're home!" I shout.
"Finally! Flynn where's my 3DS?" Link goes running into Flynn's room.
I plop on the couch and turn on the Xbox and start to play Call of Duty. Link comes over and joins me with the new remote Flynn got for him. We play in for an hour and hear a thud in Flynn's room.
"Flynn, you alright?" I shout, smiling.
"Andy!" He yells.
"What did you do this time?" Link looks at me.
"Oh nothing." Link goes running into Flynn's room as I follow behind to see the prank I pulled on him.
"Oh dear." Link slowly walks in.
"Andy, wha- your cleaning this up!" He throws a towel at me.
I put itching powder in his clothes, that doesn't start to act up until another three hours, early in the morning when he was asleep still. Sometimes I'll interrupt my nap time to prank Flyyn. Success.
"Revenge is sweet!" I mentally high five myself.
"Oh god! This damn stuff is itchy!" Flynn starts to scratch his back.
"The more you scratch, the itchier it is." I smirk.
"I'm going to shower!" Flynn grabs a towel and starts to take off his shirt and pants.
"Oh god! Put those pants back on!" I cover my eyes.
"Oh please, like you care seeing me in my boxers." He rolls his eyes.
"True that. Hold on I'll get you some clothes that I didn't put powder on." I run to my room and grab his shirt, boxers, and pants from my closet and hand them to him.
"Thanks Andy." He walks in the bathroom. We promised to each other, well actually the three of us even though Link doesn't prank much, to undo the prank.
"Andy, lets plan a prank on Flynn for tomorrow morning!" I follow behind Link and we begin to plan it out.