Ch.8—Reality Jolt

Well, evening approached itself and David still had not come back. Maia sighed to herself, pulled her brother in from his sales where he had surprisingly made over $500 on fake lightsabers, whom he claimed they were real, and went into the house. Phil and Lauren were still going at it and Maia really didn't know how much more she could take. She dropped her wining brother on the floor and stopped.


Phil and Lauren both stopped dead in their tracks and looked at her. Ben stopped fidgeting on the floor and curled himself into a ball, rocking back and forth. Maia took a few steps towards the startled "couple" and put her hands on her hips in offense.

"I am sick of you guys arguing," she said.

Lauren looked to the floor in shame, but Phil just looked away proudly.

"Look at me! Both of you!" she said.

They turned back to her.

"You two are not my parents, whatever you want to believe. But that's not the only problem. Lauren! You've turned my brother into a sappy, wanna be JEDI!" she said, pointing to Ben, who was practicing light saber fight moves on the ground. "He's not really like that!"

Lauren, who appeared to be offended, crossed her arms across her chest, but then sniffled a bit as she turned away.

"And Phil! You are a slob," she said. "There's really not much more I can say, except…FREAKING GROW UP!" she yelled.

Phil flew back from the noise of the shout, but then contained himself and dusted his shirt off. "Phil is not a slob," he grunted.

Maia rolled her eyes. "And on top of all this, you two argue constantly. I mean," she cringed, "why are you even married?"

"I told you I didn't know how it happened," Phil muttered.

Lauren hit him.

"Ow!" he said.

Lauren rolled her eyes. "Phil, concentrate! And quit hitting my desk!" she yelled.

Maia looked at her strangely. "Huh?"

"Sorry," Phil mumbled.

"Auf Deutsch?" Frau Korb asked.

Maia blinked her eyes several times and shook her head. When she opened her eyes again, she was in German 2 class.

"Entschuldigung!" Phil sang out.

Lauren giggled. "Danke, Phil," she said.

Kira rolled her eyes. "Schlect," she muttered.

"Oh!" Frau Korb said. "Maia ist nicht schlafen, alles!" she said.

"Huh?" Maia asked, blinking the dust out of her eyes.

"Way to wake up," Becca said, nudging her.

Suddenly, Maia realized it. It had all been a dream.

She turned to Lauren, as Frau Korb continued pacing the room, reading out of the book. "Lauren, you're not married are you?" she asked, hopefully.

Lauren's eyes bulged. "Me? No! I'm fifteen!" she said.

Maia sighed in relief. "Thank goodness."

"Why? Are you alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, yeah…it's just…." She sighed. "Nothing."

"Okay…" Lauren said smiling, as she slunk her desk closer to Phil's.

"What are you doing?" Maia asked.

"You know I like him," Lauren mouthed.

Maia shivered. "Yeah…but…uh, trust me, it would never work."

"Maia!" Lauren said, in shock.

"Was fragst du, Lauren oder Maia?" Frau Korb asked in delight.

They both turned to face her. "Nein," they muttered.

Phil made a popping sound with his mouth that continued for several seconds, and every one of them was torture for Maia…every one of them.

After all, there are some things that you just can't forget.