Cliché Café’s Crème [Chapter Seven]

If I have to hear Dad sing to Radar Love one more time, then the world will die and Soulja Boy will sound. I mean, does anyone even listen to Golden Earring anymore?1

“Mom!” I called up to the front. “Can we listen to Seether?”2

“Finding Beauty in Negative Spaces?”3

“No. Disclaimer ||-“4

“Yes, Mom.” Ellie told her. “Finding Beauty in Negative Spaces. I don’t want to listen to ‘Needles’ again.”5

“Ellie…”6

We weren’t even that far out of town when Ellie fell asleep. I mean, she about just closed her eyes and WHAM she was out of it. Okay, plan commence.7

I poked her in the face.8

She, uh…. Punched me in the face. Then fell back into sleep. Well, that was fun.9

Then I noticed something very peculiar…and outlandish…manga people have white pupils. Most of them seriously have white pupils. That’s just weird.10

And I got to listen to Got It made while Ellie was sleeping. P!ATD was probably playing on her MP3.11

“Are we there yet?” I asked after we listened to three CDs. (Seether, Breaking Benjamin, and a Mixed Tape I made. [Songs were:12

1.) Dance with the Devil13

2.) Zombie14

3.) Falling On15

4.) From The Inside16

5.) My Heart Is A Fist17

6.) Got It Made18

7.) Trade Yourself In19

8.) You Got No Right20

9.) Bring Me To Life21

10.) Easy Life22

11.) I Don’t Love You23

12.) Forgotten24

13.) Fallen25

14.) It’s All over26

15.) Slither27

16.) Begin Again28

17.) Pig29

18.) Valentine’s Day30

19.) Faint])31

“No.” she replied. “Do you want to listen to Coldplay?”32

It was death for awhile. More than that. I actually did what I wanted to do for weeks : Read the whole entire Tsubasa series in one go. It was glorious triumph.33

Then we were there.34