
He laughs. "Called the second practice ended." Leaning his head back against the couch, he asks, "Did they really start intentionally kicking their balls at all the other girls and yelling out how many points they gave each other for a hit?"

"Do you really have to ask?"

We both know that's fairly mild for the twins. Really, the worst thing was how they came up with the point system. The slowest girls were worth the least amount of points. The, uh, bigger targets, didn't get much points either. Highest points went to the wiry little speed demons who started kicking balls back at them after a while.

"I suppose you tried to stop them," my dad says.

"Tried," I say, "but you know them. They ran around me, screeching at the top of their lungs about points and whose turn it was to take a shot. I was mortified, Dad. Seriously, there's no way I'm taking them to practice anymore."

I say that, but we both know there isn't any other option. Both my parents work full time. The twins' soccer practice starts at four-thirty, so I'm the one stuck babysitting and chauffeuring. I'd almost rather get an afterschool job. My parents probably wouldn't let me even if I really pressed them. I know they need me here looking after the twins, but that's not the biggest reason they would say no. I don't know what they'll do when I'm not here. If I ever leave. Right now, my prospects for escaping aren't looking so good.

Neither of my parents has pressed me about post high school choices, but mainly because they see it as their decision to make, not mine. I know they're both planning for me to stay close by and take a few classes at the community college. Only as many as I can handle, though, like I'm so fragile I might collapse under the pressure of a few essays.

The local community college is a good place to start, and in-state tuition makes it cheaper than many of my other dream options, but the cost isn't really a problem thanks to the money I've made off The Ghost Host show. I've always just accepted the fact that I'll be staying here in California for college so I can be close to family and have them nearby as a support system in case things get bad again, but
He laughs. " Called the second practice ended. " tend his heading back against the couch, he asks, " Did they really begin intentionally kicking their balls at all the early girls and yelling out how many points they contribute each other for a hit? " 

 " Do you very have to ask? " 

 We both sleep together that's reasonably mild for the twins. in truth, the worst thing was how they total up with the point system. The slow girls were worth the least amount of points. The, uh, large targets, didn't get much points either. Highest points belong to the wiry little speed demons who started kick balls back at them after a while. 

 " I suppose you tried to stop them, " my dad says. 

 " Tried, " I say, " but you know them. They ran around me, screeching at the peak of their lungs about points and whose twist it was to necessitate a shot. I was mortified, Dad. badly, there's no way I'm bring them to practice anymore. " 

 I say that, but we both acknowledge there isn't any other option. Both my parents work full fourth dimension. The twins' soccer practice starts at four - thirty, so I'm the one stuck babysitting and chauffeuring. I'd almost preferably get an afterschool occupation. My parents probably wouldn't let me even if I really pressed them. I acknowledge they need me here looking after the twins, but that's not the big reason they would say no. I don't know what they'll do when I'm not here. If I always leave. Right now, my prospects for escaping aren't looking thus good. 

 Neither of my parent has pressed me about station high school option, but mainly because they see it as their decisiveness to make, not mine. I know they're both planning for me to stay close by and take a few classes at the community college. Only as many as I can handle, though, like I'm so delicate I might collapse under the pressure of a few essay. 

 The local community college is a good position to start, and in - state tuition construct it cheaper than many of my other dream options, but the cost isn't truly a trouble thanks to the money I've made off The Ghost Host show. I've always just accepted the fact that I'll be staying here in California for college so I can be close to class and have them nearby as a support system in character things get bad again, but

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He laughs. "Called the second practice ended." head against the he asks, "Did their at all the girls and yelling how many points they gave each for a hit?" "Do you really have to ask?" We both know that's mild for the twins. Really, the worst thing was how they came up the system. slowest were worth the least amount of points. The, uh, bigger targets, didn't get much points either. points went to the wiry little speed demons started kicking balls back them after a while. "I you to stop my says. I say, "but know them. They ran around me, screeching at the top of their lungs about points and whose it was a shot. was Dad. there's no way them to practice anymore." I say both know there isn't any other option. Both parents work time. The twins' soccer practice starts four-thirty, so I'm the one stuck babysitting and I'd almost rather get an afterschool job. My parents probably wouldn't let me even if pressed them. I know need me here after twins, that's the biggest they would say no. I don't know what they'll do when not here. If I ever leave. Right now, my prospects aren't so good. Neither my parents has pressed about high school choices, but they it to not I know they're both for me to stay close and take a few Only as many as I can handle, though, I'm so fragile I might collapse under pressure of a few essays. The local community college is a good to start, tuition makes it cheaper than many of my dream options, but the isn't really a problem thanks to the money I've off Ghost Host I've always just the fact that be staying here for college I be and have them nearby as a system case things get bad again,

He laughs. "Called the second prActice endeD." LeanIng His HeAd baCk agAinst the couch, hE Asks, "did they really start inteNtionAlLY kicKInG theiR balls aT AlL THe oThEr GirLs ANd YelliNg oUt how maNy points thEy gAvE each other foR A hIt?"

"Do you reaLly Have to ask?"

We bOth Know thAt'S faIRly miLd fOr the Twins. REAlly, thE worst thiNg WAs how tHEy came uP WItH the Point system. The sloWEsT Girls were worth The leaSt AMoUNT of PoiNts. The, uh, biGgEr tarGEts, didn'T GeT MUCh pOInts either. HigHest points wENt tO the wiRy LitTLe speeD demoNs WHo sTarted kickiNg baLls back at Them afTEr a whilE.

"i supposE you trIed To sTop tHEm," My Dad SaYS.

"TrIEd," i saY, "But You know tHeM. THey raN aroUND ME, scrEecHing At the Top of their lunGs aBout POinTs and Whose Turn It Was to Take a sHot. I wAs Mortified, Dad. SerIousLy, there's nO waY I'M taKiNg theM To pracTicE anYmore."

I sAy that, bUT we BoTH KNoW there isn't any other OpTIOn. both my paRents wORk FuLL time. The TwIns' SoccER PractIce sTArTs at four-Thirty, SO I'M tHe one stUcK babysItTinG anD chauFFeurIng. I'd aLmost ratHer geT An afterschool jOB. My parents proBAbLY WoULdn't Let Me even if I reAlly PRessEd thEM. I KnoW They nEed me HeRE lOOking after the twins, bUt That's nOt the Biggest reason They would sAY NO. I don't knOw whAT tHEy'll do when I'm noT here. if I ever leaVE. Right noW, my prOspects fOr escapinG ARen't lookIng So gOod.

neiTHEr Of my parents haS PRessEd Me about PosT high scHooL chOicEs, bUt Mainly becAuse they SeE iT aS tHeiR deciSIon to makE, nOt mInE. I kNow thEY're botH planNing FoR mE To sTay closE By AND takE a FeW claSseS aT the cOmmuNIty College. only as manY as i Can hAnDlE, though, Like I'm so fragiLe i might collApSe uNder thE PRessure oF a few essays.

The local commUNity colLegE is a gOod pLace to staRt, aNd in-stAte TUition Makes iT cheaPeR thAN Many oF MY oTheR dReam optionS, BUt tHe cosT iSn't rEally a pRoblem thanks to the mONey i've made off The ghoSt HoST ShOw. I'VE aLWayS jUSt aCCEpted the fact thaT I'll be stayInG HeRe in CalifoRNia FoR collegE so I can Be cloSE to famiLy and have Them nearbY aS a suPPOrt System in caSe things Get bad agaIN, but

He laughs. "Called the se cond pract ice e nde d."  L eani ng h is head back a g ains t the couch, he asks,"Didth e y re a ll y sta rt inte n ti o n all yki cki ng th eir b all s at al l the othe r g ir ls and yelli n gout how ma nypoints theygav e each  o the r  fora h it?"
"Do y o u real ly have t oa sk?"
W e bothk n ow  tha t's fairly mild f o rt he twins. Real ly, th ew or s t  th ing  was how t he y cam e  up wit h  t h e poi n t system. The  slowest gi r lswere w or tht he lea st am ou n t o f points. T he,uh, bigge r targ e ts, did n 't getmuch p oin tseith e r.  H igh es t  po i nt s w e ntto the w ir ylittl e sp e e d demo nswhostart ed kicking ba lls  bac k  at  them  afte r awh ile.
"I su ppose  y ou tried to sto p th em," my d adsa ys. 
"Trie d ," I s ay,  "b ut youknow th e m.Th e y ra n around me, scree ch i n gat the t op oft he ir lungs ab ou t p oint s and w hose tu rn it wa s to t a ke  a  shot.Iwas mo rt ifi ed,  Dad. Seri ously,  there's  no w a y I'm taking t h em to practic e  a n y mo r e."
Isay that, b ut w e  bot h kn o wthe r e isn 't an yo th e r option. Both my p ar ents w ork f ull time. The  twins' so c c e r practi ce s t ar t s at four-thir ty, s o I'm theo ne stuck  baby sittingand chauf f e uring. I 'dalm ost  ra t h er  get an after s c hool  j ob. Mypar ents pr oba bly  wo uld n' t let meeven ifIre al ly  pr essed them. Ikn owth eyneedm e here  look ingaf te r  th e twins ,  b u t  tha t' snotthe  b igges t re a son  they w ould sayno. I do n' tknow wh at they'll do  w hen I'm no ther e. IfI ever lea ve. Right now, my prosp e cts for  es capin g ar en't look ing  so go od. 
Neith er ofmy pa re nts h as pr e s se d m eabout post h igh  scho ol  cho ices, b ut mainly becauset hey  see it as th eir  dec i s io n t o  m a ke,  n o t m i n e. I know they' re both pl an n in g for me t o  st ay  closeby andtakea  few cl asses atthe commu ni ty c o l leg e. Only as  many as  I can ha n dle,t ho ugh,lik e I'mso  fr agile  I mig h t c ollap se und er  the p ressu re  of a fe w essays.

The local co mmunit y col leg e is a go odp lac e to star t, a nd in-stat e t uit ion m ake s  it c heap e rtha n  many  ofm y other d r ea m o p t io ns, but the c o stisn't  re a lly aprob lem thanks to the money I've mad e of f The  Gh o st H os t show. I've a lwa ys j ust acce pt ed the fact  that I' ll be st ayinghere i n Calif o r ni a  for c olle geso I canbecl o se to f am il y  and h aveth em nea rby as a su p p ort system in ca se th i n gs ge t  ba d aga in , but

He laughs._"Called the_second practice ended." Leaning_his head_back_against the_couch,_he asks, "Did_they really start_intentionally kicking their balls_at all the_other_girls and yelling out how many points they gave each other for a hit?"

"Do_you_really have_to_ask?"

We_both know that's fairly mild_for the twins. Really, the_worst thing_was how they came up with the point_system._The slowest girls_were worth the least amount of points. The, uh,_bigger targets, didn't get much points_either. Highest points_went_to_the wiry little speed_demons who started kicking balls back_at them after a while.

"I suppose_you tried to stop them," my dad_says.

"Tried," I say, "but you know_them. They ran around me,_screeching at_the top of their lungs_about points and_whose turn_it was to_take a shot. I was mortified,_Dad. Seriously, there's_no way I'm taking them to_practice_anymore."

I say that,_but_we_both know_there isn't any_other_option. Both_my_parents work full time. The twins'_soccer_practice starts at four-thirty, so I'm the_one stuck babysitting and_chauffeuring._I'd almost rather get_an afterschool job. My parents_probably wouldn't let me even if_I really_pressed them._I know they need me here looking after the twins, but_that's not the biggest reason they_would say no. I_don't know_what_they'll do when_I'm_not here._If I ever leave. Right now, my_prospects for_escaping aren't looking so good.

Neither of_my parents has pressed_me_about post high school choices, but_mainly because they see it as_their decision to make, not_mine._I_know they're both planning for_me to stay close by and_take a few_classes at the community college. Only as_many_as I can handle, though, like_I'm_so fragile I might collapse under_the_pressure_of a few essays.

The local_community college is a good place_to start, and in-state tuition makes it cheaper than_many of my_other dream options, but the_cost_isn't_really a problem thanks to the money I've made off_The Ghost_Host show. I've_always just accepted the fact that I'll be staying here_in California for college so I can_be close to family and have them nearby as a support_system in case things get bad again, but