A/N: So why not make a book about someone with the same name as moi? Yeah, she has the same name as me, but she's not me...she's fictional, unfortunately. Yeah, the Big Time Rush boys are the male members of the band. Sue me.
So, without further ado, Esther Garretson!
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To say my brother is a positive addition to society would be a lie. I don't like lying much, so I'll stick to the truth. Reece is single handedly the most annoying person on this Earth- and he's a mute six year old. What I hadn’t expected, however, was for his annoying-ness to actually indirectly benefit me.
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As I was drawing a really bad portrait of my annoying kid brother, the evil tyke himself waddled over to me, holding up his muddy hands. I grimaced.
"What do you want me to do, Reece? I'm not helping you, you were the one who thought it’d be fun to play with mud," I told him -I doubt he cared what I said, though- and rose off of the chair I had been perched on, "now, what do you want for dinner? We've got burgers, burgers and more burgers." Reece made a noise in the back of his throat, and I shrugged. "Until Mom gets back from Hawaii in a week, we're stuck with it. It's all Romero bought, okay?" Devil boy grunted. I sighed. Romero, our neighbour, had always bought our groceries when Mom wasn’t in town in exchange for me baby sitting his four kids every weekend.
After a few minute's rummaging, I pulled out some almost-at-their-expiration-date Pop tarts. I prepared them and gave one to Reece. He scoffed it down. After we'd made our way through the whole, box, I was still starving. Reece was too, I could hear his stomach rumbling from across the table.
"Tell you what, I'll go get my jacket on and we'll go to the grocery store, okay?" I sighed, and Satan Kid grinned.
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"Shit, shit, shit, shit! Reece! Reece, you evil little twerp, where are you!? Reece!” I called, skidding down the frozen foods aisle.
"'scuse me, Miss, but why are you runnin'?" A boy, about my age, in the employee 'uniform' (the uniform is just brown khakis and a blue polo. It's quite the fashion statement.) enquired. I threw my hands up in exasperation.
"I've lost my little brother. He’s about yay high, blondish brown hair, probably being a moron?" I gestured to his height, and Employee Uniform frowned. He pointed down the aisle to the left of me.
"A kid ran down there a little while back. He spelt out a name in pop tarts on the aisle. Ethie?" My eye twitched. That was Reece alright. Ethie was a nickname my mother gave me when I was a kid. He liked to torture me with it. He's quite a vindictive little so-and-so, for a mute kid. I thanked Employee Uniform- I never did get his name- and scrambled like a mad woman towards the direction that my delinquent of a brother ran off towards.
“Reece Garretson, you little shit. Where are you!?” I bellowed, storming up and down various aisles until I walked into someone. I was on the floor in point two seconds. The person I’d walked into reached down a wrist for me to grab onto, but I ignored it and got myself up.
“Sorry about that- Oh my God, Mei! Rob, it’s Mei!” She cried. A guy, Rob I’m assuming, skidded around the corner. He raced up towards us, slowing to a halt. His eyes were wide and excited.
“Excuse me?” I questioned, taking a step away from Crazy Eyes. He looked overwhelmed. I prepared myself for the obvious (yet misplaced) display of emotion.
“Mei! Mei! Where have you been? You left the hotel room last week and you didn’t come back! We were so worried about you!” Rob blubbered, looking like he was about to burst. I raised an eyebrow.
“Mei? My name’s Esther. I’m kind of looking for my pest of a little brother, so if you don’t mind…” I went to scoot around him, but the alarmingly beautiful woman stopped me. She studied my face for a few seconds before a stray tear fell down her perfectly made up cheek.
“It isn’t her, Rob. She’s not Mei…” She sounded so defeated. So…depressed. Who was this Mei girl? I voiced my thoughts. The lady, whose name I still didn’t know, gave me a funny look.
“Mei West? Surely you’ve heard of her.”
“Uh, no. What is she, an actress, a model?” I asked, still keeping an eye out for stray mini-Garretson's.
“She’s a singer. The lead singer of The Blacklist VIPS.” The name of the band made me freeze. My best friend Lark had been going nuts over The Blacklist VIPS. They’re a pop/rock band, very new, and apparently, very, very talented. I’d never listened to their music, but from what I’d heard at school, they were almost as good as Paramore or Hey Monday.
“The Blacklist VIPS!? The lead singer. And you think I look like her?” I choked. Rob nodded shyly, obviously sheepish after his verging-on-epileptic when he saw me. We wondered around for a while, me glancing out of the corner of my eye in case Reece decided he was bored of his one man hide and go seek game.
“You look so much like her…it’s like your twins! It’s creepy. Your personalities are different though. She’s really quiet, she keeps herself to herself. And she’s an only child. Can you sing?” I nodded along to the words coming out of Lucia (the beautiful woman)’s mouth. The last question made me freeze. Sing? The last time I sang was at Grammy’s funeral...then Dad died on the way home because he was talking to me about how great I had sung and he didn’t notice a car coming straight at him from the driver’s side… I clenched my jaw and replied an affirmative.
“…TBVIPs have a gig tomorrow. Can you…”He trailed off. My breath caught in my throat, and just as I was about to answer, a mop of dark blond hair appeared in my vision. I narrowed my eyes and sneaked up towards him. He had just put down the last marshmallow that would make up the ‘E’ in Ethie. I poked him, and he spun around. He went to run away, but I grabbed his arm and dragged him back to Rob and Lucia.
“Guys, this is my irritating kid brother, the one I was looking for, Reece. Reece, this is Rob and Lucia. I’m going to be singing for them tomorrow night.” Rob punched the air in victory, and Lucia sighed in relief. Reece raised an eyebrow, and I glared back. Stupid kid.
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My temporary band mates were actually pretty fine about the fact ‘I’ had gone missing. They just shrugged and continued playing cards.
Jacob and Kaden were on one side, Carlo and Lucien on the other. Lucien was the only one to greet me with a worried expression. I wanted to act like Lucia told me Mei would have, a polite smile back, but I’m a singer (albeit a rusty one), not an actress.
I collapsed onto the chair in the middle. Kaden sent me a raised furry eyebrow, and I smirked.
“Deal me in, then.”
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