My alarm went off and I threw a pillow at it, missing entirely. The sad thing was that it wasn't even a foot away from my head. Well that's what happens when you only have 4 hours of sleep like I did. Moaning and groaning I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom to take a shower and get dressed.
It was 5:30 when I made it downstairs. I had to pack a few more items and get my bags downstairs. Did you know going up and down a flight of stairs at least five times hurts? That's what I get for being a lazy ass and not bring it down last night.
We were going on tour and I was glad, first because Kayla had moved about five months ago and I was not having a good time in school and second because I got out of being grounded. I mean what would my dad not let me do on tour…not use the bathroom? Anyway I got to hang out with my other best friend Angel.
Note to self when I see her see if she is still my size. If Jane buys her the kind of clothes I want…my dad will get them for me. Thank god for a single parent.
"Suga!" a yell came from behind me as I was sitting at the kitchen table…my head over a cup of coffee.
"Ang!" I go up and ran into the arms of Angel Carter. "What's up girly girl?" I laughed.
"Not much…have any clothes in your closets?" she laughed.
"Yeah I do…the stuff my father doesn't know about." She raised an eyebrow.
"May I go see?"
"Sure, I'll come with. Nick and Aaron know their way in…or at least I hope they do…you got in didn't you?" I ducked the slap that was heading for my head and ran upstairs.
"Mmm…I like…" Angel grabbed my leather duster out of the closet. "Why aren't you bringing it?"
"Cause my dad doesn't know about it…I think I used his card on it…don't know though. Might have been the day after Nick's 21st birthday. I thought they were all drinking and shit."
"I have no clue…I do know that he had a hang over."
"Then it was. Do me a favor and can you put it in your bag…then you can say you gave it to me and crap."
"Sure…and clean up the language…what does your dad say?"
"Do you really think I care? I got it from your brother…and by the way he hangs out here; I have a valid reason."
Shaking her head we went downstairs were Nick and Aaron were sprawled all over the leather couch in the living room. Smirking I went and grabbed a camera. "Payback's a bitch and is so sweet." I cackled softly and snapped away.
"Hidey ho!" Scott yelled as he bounded downstairs.
"Shut up Steroid Boy." I told him. Knowing this would aggravate him to no end. I mean it was perfectly simple at the beginning of the year he had no muscles and now at the end of the school year they were bulging and he was the second quarterback in football.
"Stuff it Princess." He shot back…I just gave him the finger…and Nick was sleeping right through this…oh how it was fun.
"What are you two fighting about now?" my dad walked in from the kitchen, orange juice in hand. Sometimes it made me sick on how healthy it could be. Then I remembered that he almost died when he was younger, and had open-heart surgery when I was younger then I praised the lord that he was that healthy.
"I wasn't doing anything." I whined as my family of three sat at the kitchen table.
"Whatever you say Princess." Scott rolled his eyes and I stuck my tongue childishly.
"Rachel, Scott behave." Our dad told us. "Must we go through this again? Stop fighting or you will be grounded."
"What are you going to do, not let us use the bathroom?" I rolled my eyes and Scott snickered.
"I might try that." My dad's mouth was in a slight frown, but his eyes were dancing with laughter. "Now Scott go upstairs and get dressed. Rachel-" there came a loud crash from the living room.
"Brian…was that lamp expensive?" Angel's voice came through the half-open door.
The two of us darted through the door to see Angel lighter her head off as Nick's foot and Aaron's arm hung over the edge. On the floor was the lamp that had crashed.
Laughing I picked it up and checked to make sure that nothing was broken or cracks. It wasn't.
While I was picking up the fallen appliance Angel was at her brothers' sides and poking them at every angle and area that she could reach.
"Oh Nicky…it's time to get up," she whispered in perfect imitation of their mother.
"I don't wanna get up mommy." He whined and rolled over, trapping Aaron's foot. Rolling my eyes I walked back into the kitchen. I found what I was looking for, whipped cream, in a matter of seconds and went back into the living my room. My dad had gone upstairs and I was happy for that. If he were down stairs I wouldn't be able to do what I wanted to do.
Spraying cream on hands of both the Carter Boys I tickled their faced gently and up went their hands covered in melting whipped cream. Nice and messy, not to mention hilarious. The best part is when Aaron became aware of where he was and tried to get up; failing miserably because his left foot was trapped under Nick's weight.
I had put the whipped cream back and Angel was still laughing at her older brother and twin's expense. "You're evil." I told her and she nodded.
"You are too, let's go wait for the others. Less time to get hurt by the blobs here." She pointed to her brothers and we went out to sit on the steps.
Hello all! 'Tis me, Alex and the gang. (For all you that want to know my name is really Elizabeth…but I don't like it, so I changed it). You all know that I love reviews…and if I find out that you have read, and didn't review…I'll have Alanna come after you and talk about how much she loves her Nicky…wait I have more heart than that…I'll figure something out I know it…yeah, bye…
