I stand beside the car, leaning against it crossing my arms. I dont want to go on this stupid road trip. I scoff and i open a book while my parents are packing up the car. My sister, Marie and your brother sit in the back of the car, giggling and talking. when i notice theres 7 seats Oliver: Mom, theres 7 seats but 8 of us. how will we all fit? his mom: oh, yes my son will sit on your lap. Oliver: WHAT? Olivers dad: yes, stop complaining and get in you just stand there glaring at oliver
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