Mike's POV
We all sat at the dinner table. Since the table was originally made for at least eight there was plenty of room for all of us. We used to be able to take up six spots until our parents were mysteriously murdered. (A/N: Yes, -----, Mike, Alex, and Theresa are siblings. Mike told Jeremy earlier I just didn't mention it. *Smirks*) To this day no one knows who did it. All the investigators knew that they'd been stabbed to death... a few times after they died too. It was devastating, us trying to be strong as our parents coffins were buried. It's a medical that were able to live with a roof over our heads. We always hoped for a better future.
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Ugh, time to go around introducing ourselves, hopefully I wouldn't have to because everyone already knew me. I have no idea why she always makes us do this.
"Ok, here comes the spaghetti noodles!" ---- sat them on one of the hot pads on the table. Everyone grabbed a decent amount of it and sause. "Well let's see, last time we went from oldest to youngest so I guess we'll go from youngest to oldest this time." She looked over at Theresa and Kevin.
Kevin spoke up, "Um... I'm Kevin, Jeremy's younger brother. I'm seven years old and I uh... I like cake." He sheepishly said the last part.
I smiled, "Same here buddy." Kevin made a really happy face... this kid was definitely Jeremy's brother.
My little sis grinned, "Well my name's Theresa, I'm nine years old," She paused for a second, "I guess you should know that I'm allergic to milk and nuts."
Jeremy's jaw dropped open, "S-So you can't h-have anything dairy?"
Theresa laughed at his reaction, "Yeah it's true but I'll live." She glanced at me with a smirk that I usually gave, for a child that was quite impressive. "Well there was this one time that I almost died though..." Oh no, she's gonna tell this story. It's So freaking awkward for me and she knows that. I laid my head on the table, why is this the one she had to tell? Ugh, why is she so much like me? Well here we go. "I was two years old when it happened. Mike was getting himself some milk and the whole jug slipped from his hand spilling everywhere." She started to have a mini laugh attack when she saw my eye twitch. "Ok ok. We had this glass display case you see. Here came little two year-old me running and slipping in the milk," She paused for effect, "Then slammed my head into the glass shattering it."
Jeremy and Kevin's had expressions of pure shock on their faces. Theresa burst out laughing and fell out off her chair and onto the floor. I swear from our eyes to our personality we were so very similar.
I quickly clapped my hands together, "Ok next!"
There was a sigh of frustration from the right side of the table, "I'm Alex, twelve years old and I like video games."
After Theresa got back into her chair she eyed him, "You're not suppost to bring devices to the table, Alex."
He jumped, "I don't have a device." Laughing nervously he clearly slipped his DS into his pocket and began to eat his food. Well that's Alex for you.
I nudged Jeremy, "Your turn."
"O-Oh ok," He smiled lightly. "My name's Jeremy. I-I'm sixteen years old and c-can play the f-french horn."
I nodded, "The French horn actually suits you, Jeremy."
His face got a little pink, "R-Really?" I nodded yes.
Looking up I realized it was my turn. "Well ok then. I'm Mike, like everyone here knows. And... heh, I've been caught shoplifting before," I smirked.
"I-Is there a story b-behind that?" Jeremy gave me a look of curiosity.
"Meh, it was more of a dare. I was to take more than three hundred dollars worth of notebooks in two days. I probably looked like an idiot. What I would do was stuff them into my clothing," I snickered, "You'd see this person that looked like a block just walk out and no one noticed! Oh... It was perfect."
Jeremy's POV
I let out a snort, I wasn't ok with shoplifting but that was just plain sad, "W-Who was i-it that d-dared you?"
Mike laughed pointing a finger at the girl across the table, "This one's boyfriend."
She looked up, "Oh, is it my turn?"
"Yup."
Her face lit up, "Well my name's Julia. I'm nineteen years old and an early doctor in training." Oh so she's older than Mike? I didn't think she was that old. Julia glanced around, "Could have sworn I invited him over..." (A/N: Her boyfriend, just wanted to make that clear.)
Almost on cue the door swung open revealing a tall man. He had purple hair that was in a ponytail, and his clothing was purple as well. Heck, even his skin was a shade of purple!
"Did I make it in time?!" He must have been in a hurry because he had a slight pant in mid sentence.
"Yup! Right on time," Julia exclaimed happily, "It's your turn to introduce yourself, we have guests."
"Alright then," He walked over to get himself some spaghetti not even looking at us, "Names Vincent, I'm nineteen years old going onto twenty soon and I love toast." Well that was simple.
Sitting down he turned his attention to Kevin and I. He checked for a second when he laid his eyes on me. Was he ok? I was soon answered when he started laughing like a maniac. When he calmed down he looked up at me while brushing tears out of his eyes. We all stared at him confused.
"How was almost getting hit by my car yesterday?"
[A/N: Bam! Tenth chapter up! Well you found out who the mysterious lady was and you were all wrong!!! Muhahaha. Oh right and HAPPY VINCENT DAY!!!!! I find it funny that he was added to to story today XD. Purple shirts and toast for everyone! WOOT!]
