Pen to the Paper 7
"OH SHOOT!" I yelled at five in the morning, jumping off of the hotel couch bed and running into the bathroom.
"What's going on!?" Mom asked, jolting upright in bed.
"The heck, dude…" Dad said.
"I'm gon' be late!"
I slammed the bathroom door, waking up my sisters, and hopped into the shower. I was done in two minutes: something I had not done in ages. When I got out of the shower I realized that I did not grab any clothes on my way in. "You gotta be kidding me!" I said, wrapping the tiny towel around my waist. It didn't even go halfway down my thighs.
"Nothing else I can do," I said with a sigh, then I rushed into the part of the hotel room where the couch was at. I threw open my bag, grabbed my outfit for the day, ran back to the bathroom, and the door got slammed in my face. My sister had gone inside. "Hey--um--I kinda need in there."
"Well, I kinda need in here too. You can wait. You had your turn."
"No, you see, it was still my turn. I'm standing put here in just a--"
"DUDE! WE'RE TRYNA SLEEP OVER HERE!"
My mother's outburst confused me considering they wake up between three and four every morning. But I guess we are on vacation… kinda. Weekend away for a race.
My sister finally got out of the bathroom and I got dressed. "Be back soon!" I called, grabbing the keys.
"Where do ya think you're goin'?" Ma asked. "You don't even have your license yet!"
"Wanna come with then?"
"You're not goin' anywhere."
"I gotta announce Pen to the Paper 7 though!"
"Love ya," I said closing the door and running down the hall towards the elevator.
After leaving the hotel, I jumped into the car and sped away, driving haphazardly. "Turn left," the GPS said. "You idiot. I said turn left. Why did you turn left? You were supposed drive straight."
"It ain't my fault you make things unnecessarily complicated. Had you not said anything, I would have gone that way!"
After twenty more of these situations, I finally made it to my location: the beach. I grabbed a camera from the back, set up the tripod, and put the camera on top. The sun was rising beautifully behind me. I turned the camera on, and Maya called.
"Are you almost ready?" she asked.
"I'm about to broadcast. Let me know if my signal is coming through."
"Yep, it's working. Move to the left. The other left. Alright. Take two steps back. Now put the earpiece in and put your phone down: you're going live in 10… 9… 8… 7… Why haven't you put the earpiece in yet? 6…"
"I'll be back, I think it's in the car."
I searched the car: nothing.
"You were supposed to be live two minutes ago," she said when I finally got back.
"I left it at the hotel."
"Perfect. I guess you'll be using your phone. Going live now."
"Wait I'm not read--Hello everyone! Can't believe another month has passed… and you know what that means! Welcome to Pen to the Paper 7!!!"