Cause I'm Five Minutes Older

The snores of my brothers woke me. I realized my iPod died and that was the reason why I heard them. The TV was on in the living room. Someone was cooking while on the phone, it was mom.
“But Abbi wouldn't even sing in church why would she sing on stage.” She was saying to whomever was on the line. I got up and walked in because I knew sleeping while my mom was talking wasn't an option for me.
“What’s up mom?” I asked sitting at the table.
“Abbi, do you sing? The boys' agent wants to know. He figures if everyone else in the family can you must too.”
“Yeah I can, but I don't know about crowds as big as they do.” She looked at me funny. Yet she forgot I was in Jersey for 3 years without her. I've changed mom.
“Well, we’ll see. Yeah come into our bus and we’ll listen to her then… Okay bye.” She hung up the phone and went to tell the bus driver to stop. Soon a man came on board and the bus started moving. It was pretty weird because I had yet to change out of my pajamas.
“Hello you must be Abbi. I’m John.” he said taking my hand for a professional handshake.
“Hey.” I simply reply for lack of having anything else to say. Walking to my bunk I pulled out my song book from my backpack. I go back into the other room and mom, dad, and John are sitting on the couch.
“What’s that? Your song book?” Mom asked as if this was all a shock to her. I nod to answer her question a bit nervous for what I was about to do.
“Okay. Lets here a song, please Abbi.” John says. I turn the pages to find the right one. I breath in and start to sing.
“You are fine. You are sweet, but I'm still a bit naive with my heart. When you're close I don't breathe. I can't find the words to speak. I feel sparks, but I don't want to be into you if you're not looking for true love. No I don't wanna start seeing you if I can't be your only one. So tell me when it's not alright. When it's not OK will you try to make me feel better? Will you say alright? Will you say OK? Will you stick with me through whatever or run away? Say OK. When you call I don't know if I should pick up the phone every time. I'm not like all my friends who keep calling up the boys, I'm so shy. See I can only start seeing you if you don't treat me the right way. See I can only start seeing you if you can make my heart feel safe." John motioned that I could stop. My parents stared as if they say me in a whole new light.