My Dear, Issac

Skating

It was Saturday and we were bored. The Sign Language thing with Genevieve was cancelled, so.

"I don't know what to do." Sarah groaned while plopping down on my Queen sized bed. 

"We could go to the Skating Rink. There is one open." Marcus looked at his phone.

I hopped up off my bed and ran for my shoes while screaming, "YES!"

I heard laughter and a loud groan coming from my room. Didn't even have to know who it was. Sarah came down stairs stumping like a toddler who was just told she couldn't have desert.

"Guys, you know I can't skate." It's true, Sarah couldn't skate to save her or her mom's life. Me and Marcus looked at each other and laughed. We loved to see Sarah fall on her butt and complain. 

We are terribly friends. 

What can we say? She's hilarious.

"Thanks for the Hope and Comfort guys." Sarah mumbled sarcastically.

We all hopped in my car and Marcus drove off.

He loves driving my car. I don't know why he doesn't have his own. He could ask his mom, but he says she's on tight money.

She works as a Nurse for my Parents though, so...?

I will get him one for his birthday which is coming up.

Marcus is the oldest, then goes Sarah and I'm the youngest, though it feels like I'm the only parent until Marcus steps in.

I'm the Mom, he's the Dad and Sarah is the 4 year old.

I hooked the car up to my phone and played "Love the Way You Lie" by Eminem ft. Rhianna.

Just gonna stand there and watch me burn
Well that's alright, because I like the way it hurts
Just gonna stand there and hear me cry
Well that's alright, because I love the way you lie

I love the way you lie.

I can't tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there's a steel knife, in my windpipe
I can't breathe, but I still fight while, I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right, it's like I'm in flight
High off of Love, Drunk from my hate
It's like I'm huffing paint and I love her the more I suffer
I suffocate, and right before I'm about to drown
She resuscitates me, she fucking hate me
And I love it, wait
Where you going? I'm leaving you
No you ain't, come back
We're running right back, here we go again
It's so insane, 'cause when It's going good, it's going great
I'm Superman, with the wind in his back, she's Lois Lane
But when bad, it's awful
I feel so ashamed, I snapped, who's that dude?
I don't even know his name, I laid hands on her
I'll never stoop so low again, I guess I don't know my own strength.

We finally made it to the rink and went in. Well, raced in. I was first since I do Track and Soccer, Marcus was second since he does Football, and...

Well, you know what, that's all the places there were.

Sarah came in dragging her feet because we made her run. I had to stifle a laugh.

Once we paid for our skates, we went in and got a table.

"Guys, I'm gonna go ahead and get in the rink. I think I'm a bit rusty." I told them as I got up and pushed my chair in.

"I'll be there with you in a minute, I just have to finish this." said Marcus, stuffing pizza in his throat.