Chapter 1 - Brothers

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There are some upsides to have five brothers because right now me, Bren, Carson and Jamie had the speakers blasting and the top down on Bren's Ferrari Spider convertible, yelling out the words to Jason Derulo's "Want to want me" and let me tell you it was not pretty.

"There's nothing I no, I wouldn't do, I wouldn't do, Just to get up next to you, du du du du, Just to get up next to you..."

Smiling, I leaned my head back on my seat which happened to be shot gun, thank god, because I would not want to be squashed in the back seat with one of my brothers.

However getting it came with one big price, I had to do all my brothers laundry for a whole week and I mean all, including Trent and Trey's, which is totally not fair, but they claimed "It's one for all, and all for one little sis." Who even says that now?
But what can you do, they're my brothers and no matter how much I love them, I was not spending an eight hour drive squashed in the backseat.

I would have gone with my dad in his Range Rover sport but let's just face it, it doesn't have that road trip feel, plus it would mean spending eight hours listening to my dad telling my brothers to shut up fighting. It would probably be about something stupid like how many 'chicks' they can get and to be completely honest I would rather not have those images in my head.

I was about to fall asleep when Jamie poked me in the back of the head.

"Do you mind?" I said swinging my head round to look at him.

"No I don't, thanks for asking though." I gave him a pointed look and he went back to looking at houses pass by.

"Lie, (said as lee) we're nearly there." Bren finished off for him.

"How long is nearly there." I asked him, I started to take notice of my surroundings since this it my new neighbourhood. I noticed the further we got into Massachusetts the bigger the houses got, I mean I know our house would have to be big to fit seven people in it but these houses were huge.

"Five minutes." Bren answered.

"Sweet," Carson said looking around "If our house is anything like these the garden will be huge, imagen all the football games we could have."

I laugh and shake my head of course that would be the first thing they think about, football. Football this, football that the priorities in our house is basically football, football, and guess what more football, but to be honest I love it too and that's what they use against me when I complain about it. I used to love playing football and I still do with my brothers, I haven't played on team for the last two years, but it's not like I'm missing out, we play everyday in the garden because the boys have to practise and that's why we require a big garden.

A short drive later Bren turned down a long street which had about five houses on it and pulled up to number 22.

My jaw dropped, all I could think was wow.

"Wow, just wow." Jamie stated what the rest of us were thinking, well apart from Bren who was being the only rational one here and actually getting out of the car.

"You do realise the first one in will get first choice of bedroom." He smiled wickedly, running for the door. This seemed to wake my brothers up, Jamie jumped out of his seat and over the door. While carson was trying to achieve the same thing his foot got caught on the door when he jumped so he face planted the floor.

"Smooth brother, smooth." I burst out laughing as he got up and sprinted down the long drive after them, unfazed.

Finally, I stopped laughing when I heard the sound of another car pulling up next to Brens.

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