Too Bad he's Taken

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ATTENTION:

If you're reading this again for a second time and realize that it's different it is because I made a lot of changes. As of now this story will still remain completed but under A LOT of MAJOR editing. So if some chapters look like crap it's because I haven't gotten to them yet, but hopefully I'll be done editing before Halloween or Thanksgiving.  Also the chapter names might change too.

Andrea's P.o.v.

I felt the rain patter on the roof making me drowsy with sleep, but the pounding on my bedroom door made me jump at attention.

"Get up we have school!" I heard my brother Thomas yell.

"I'm already awake!" I screamed back.

I stood up and headed into the bathroom brushing my teeth and taking a shower.

After my shower I put on my nerd earrings, with matching black long sleeved crop top that spelled nerd in all white letters, a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, my favorite pair of black high tops which were of course converse, and I curled my hair only enough to make it look wavy. I grasped my mint backpack and slung it over my shoulder. I walked out of room and headed downstairs where my mom was cooking pancakes.

My mouth immediately started to water, "Food!" I yelled hugging my mother tightly causing her to laugh.

Thomas, my older brother snorted, "You're such a freak when it comes to stuffing your face."

"Shut up Thomas!" I glared daggers at him. "Or I swear by gods that I'll murder you personally."

Letting out a sigh he rolled his eyes, "Please you're too lazy to do anything all you do is read and eat."

"Hey, at least I do something educational." I said. "There's a reason I get A's and B's and you get D's and C's and we can't forget the occasional F."

This was his turn to be offended but luckily our mom stepped in before anything to violent could happen, "I think it's time for you two to go before you're late to school." She said hugging us before proceeding to shove us out the door. "Try not to kill each other on the way."

"No promises." We mumbled at the same time.

Thomas and I didn't usually fight, but when we did it was like all hell was let loose but we usually made up an hour or less after the argument ended. We were the only family we had besides our mom and we couldn't afford to lose each other over a petty dispute so when we were younger Thomas and I made a pact to always make up after fighting. And till this day we make up every time.

Justice's P.o.v.

Letting out a sigh I removed myself from my bed, but not before shutting off the obnoxious alarm clock. Knowing better than to think Jason, my older brother, was awake I barged into his room where he was sleeping peacefully.

"Jason get up!" I yelled smacking his chest hard making it sure it would leave a mark.

He let out a painful groan and turned on his side.

"Jason!" I yelled one more time hoping I didn't have to go to any extremes.

When he still didn't wake I told myself "Drastic times call for drastic measures." Going into the kitchen I grabbed a small sand bucket filling it with ice cubes and cold water. Hauling it back to Jason's room, gingerly I lifted it and dropped it on him making it spill over his bare chest.

Instantly he woke up thrashing out his bed and knocking me over in the process. Dripping wet and shivering he stared at me, "Why!?" He grumbled. "Couldn't you just shake me or slap me even?"

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