It was a night darker than a blackboard, quieter than a mouse, until the peaceful silence was interrupted by my sudden shrieking of “Your a pomegranate!”
“Are you losing your mind?” I questioned myself, “You don’t even know what a pomegranate is!” An exploding burst of pain in my arm finished my thought- Ariana using me as a punching bag. “Hey that’s not nice,” Ariana scoffed. “Well,” I sneered, “Who ever said that was mean?”
As it turns out, I was right, because pomegranate is not a mean name, but a fruit. Anyway, back to the story.”You probably don’t even know what a pomegranate is,” Ariana chided in teasing voice. “Your right” I confessed, groaning.
Ariana, grasping at the opportunity to tease me, poked her tongue out of that hole in her face that is supposedly called a mouth, her “liquid” spraying me like a hose sprays a plant.(Seriously, I never thought the human body could hold that much saliva.) “Do you think we’re being too loud?” Ariana fretted-what a worrywart!Watch Full Movie Online Streaming Online and Download
“No, we didn’t wake up our parents yet” I confirmed,or at least pretended to confirm. I could only hope that Mom and Dad did not wake up in all the commotion. It was time for Ariana and I to rest … or so Ariana thought. What Ariana thought I was doing was different than what I was actually doing, if that makes any sense. She had no idea what my devious mind was brewing up…”Pomegranate!” Ariana and I shouted in unison…or maybe she did!
My milk chocolate colored eyes widened as my curiosity grew like a flower. “Did you read my mind?” I asked incredulously, my eyes narrowing with a vague sense of suspicion. “Uh,”Ariana murmured dumbly, then with more mysterious enthusiasm she hummed,”Yes! I’m a magician!” I obviously didn’t believe the stupid joke, so I decided to give her an utterly impossible test; ” Make a dictionary appear.”
“Sure, “Ariana replied, clearly summing up the details in her head.”But why?” The answer was obvious so I decided to not waste time and tell her all in one word “Pomegranate” Ariana grumbled her reply deftly”Oh.” Then with plain to see bounce in her step, she marched out of the room. Until she came back, there was a question mark hovering above my head. What kind of person would walk out of a bedroom in the dead of night?
When she did finally come back in what seemed like an hour with a dictionary in her hands, I was starting to wish I worded my test a bit differently.”Ta-DA!” Ariana shrieked grinning one of her annoying, dimply, and cheeky grins. “Now you’ve done it,” I scolded Ariana, hearing footsteps. Ariana’s chin started to tremble. (Oh so now she realizes that it’s night time! ) Sometimes she (Drummroll please) doesn’t think before she acts. Automatically like a magician who’s working automaton, Ariana cried “Daniela’s fault!” (Sometimes she’s just soooo animated.)
Of course Mom ignored her and mumbled her famous line absently”That’s nice honey. Then, “Yak, yak, and yak again about whatever we did wrong. After Mom’s hour long speech about respect and whatnot, the one question I was dying to ask poured out like root beer overflowing: “What’s a pomegranate?”After getting lectured about nutrition for some reason, Mom was just about to answer my question, but the grand moment was ruined when Mom had to get her glasses. But anyway lets just fast forward to the moment of truth…”A pomegranate, huh?”
Mom managed, her eyelids drooping , “A pomegranate is a…” I should have known, Mom had fallen asleep. I slapped my forehead and shook her awake. “Fruit!” Mom gasped. I was scratching my head at this odd behavior at first but the meaning of it soon hit me when Ariana sighed out a loud “Ohhhhh” of disappointment. I was a smidge disappointed if I do say so myself, I mean, did we really have to make that much of a fuss over a fruit?
All I really needed was some rest on some nice comfy pillows…what I didn’t need was the chorus “Oh, bring back my pomegranate to me!” in my dream.
But that’s exactly what I got!