I'm Your Who-Now?

"in the name of the cheesiest cracker" ~7

I woke up with unusual peppiness for it being 6:30 in the morning. I got out of bed and jumped in the shower, planning my outfit in my head. After my shower, I brushed my teeth, and decided to let my hair air dry. I went into my closet to find my black ripped jeans with a dark gray supernatural t-shirt. I threw on my outfit and went downstairs to eat breakfast.

"How's everyone doing this fine Thursday morning?" I asked.

Nate immediately began throwing questions at me, "What's wrong with you? Are you sick? Do we need to take you to the hospital? Did you hit your head?" My parents also gave me a worried look.

"Wow, I didn't know it was illegal to wake up in a good mood." I snorted.

"It's not illegal, it's just wrong when your involved." My dad said.

"Do you want to redo this whole interaction and have me be grumpy instead?" I rhetorically asked.

"Yes." I gave Nate an incredulous look.

"Really? You want me to go all the way upstairs and come back down just to rip people's heads off like usual?" 

"Well...no. But it's just not normal having you this perky in the morning. The little perkiness you usually have is ok, but when you come down immediately cheery...it's unnerving."

"Well dang. I didn't realize I was limited on my morning perkiness."

"Well you are." We stared at each other a few more seconds before we couldn't hold it back anymore. We both burst out laughing so hard that we ended up on the floor in one big heap.

"That....was....hilarious!" Nate said in between his laughter.

"Oh my gosh....you were just....so.....serious!" We started laughing even harder.

"Oh my, our children are possessed." I heard my mom mumble to herself.

"Alright. Enough demonic behavior for one morning, come eat your breakfast before you guys laugh yourselves into being late for school." Dad said.

We both reined in our laughter and sat down at the table to eat food. Yum. After breakfast, we jumped into our cars and readied ourselves for another car race.

"Ok. This time whoever loses has to do the winner's chores for a month." I said to Nate.

"Your on. Your going down sis." It's funny that he still believes he can beat me. I chuckled and put my seatbelt on.

"Ready."

"Set."

"Go!"

In a few minutes, I zoomed into the school parking lot and swerved into my parking space. Nate soon pulling into his. I promptly ignored all the stares from my classmates, they would just have to get used to our craziness. I smirked at my brother, pumped my fist in the air, and said "Hah! You're doing my chores for a month! Whoop Whoop!" and then proceeded to do my victory dance.

"Whatever." He said as I got out of my car.

"Nateyyyyyy." I sung, nearing his car door window. He ignored me.

"Nateyyyyyyy." I sung louder.

"NATEYYYYYY!" I yelled. He finally rolled down his window and looked at me.

"Yes sis?" He asked innocently, I smirked at him.

"Say it." I was very aware of all the people who were staring at us.

"But I don't want toooooo." He whined.

"C'mon Natey...if you say it you'll only have to do my chores for a week." At this point, I just wanted him to admit it to me.