As Ian drove us to my house. I thought about what might have happened if he hadnt been there. why it would have happened. I realize we got to my house and grab my bag. " Thanks Ian" i say as i step out of his small car. "Well be carful next time!" He yelled as I shut the door. I walked inside only to see my little brother trying to fix what looked like my porsoline ballerina. "James!" I yelled. He ran as i tried to grab him but a tear snuck down my cheek. "You little jerk!" I yelled but saddness soon took over as i was on my knees. My mom walked in and saw exactly why i was so upset. "We can fix it honey." She tried to say but I couldn't take it. I got up and ran to my room. I slammed my door and sunk down to my floor. I grabbed my phan tee shirt and hugged it and covered the tears.
I woke up and all I could remember was running to my room. I looked around then checked my phone to see it was 7:36. "ugh" I groaned as i stretched and grabbed my bag to get my homework. Dang my bag was down stairs. I sunk down lower as I realized I had to go get it. While im gone i better ask mom if i can get a youtube channel I thought. i finally got up and walked down stairs as I cracked my back. Then the aroma hit me like a firetruck. My mom was making brownies. I ran faster down the stairs and saw her right there with batter in her hands. "Hey mommy" I chirped walking up to her. "What summer." She said back knowing I was asking for something. " I was wondering if you know..." I trailed off. The door bell interupted me. "First be a dear and get that" She replied. "Ughhhh" I replied as i walked to the door. "You'll be happy Summer." As my hand turned the chill doorknob i was greeted with the two best people for me at the moment. Dan Howell and Phil Lester.
