YOUNG VOLCANOES

Intro

  A normal family would wake up to singing birds. Instead I always woke up to my dad playing the drums... loudly may I add.

Why would he play the drums at 9 in the morning on a saturday morning?. I ask myself that question everyday. But today was the day; It was the day where my dad invited his friends and their children over to our house for dinner. I fairly liked dad's friends.

Uncle Luke was amazingly funny and nice. Uncle Calum always tried to teach me how to play soccer (One time he hit me in the head with the soccer ball and I pretended to be unconscious...he screamed a lot)
Uncle Michael always talks about romantic girly movies with me. My uncles are not the problem of this "band reunion" dinner. Their children are.

Luke's daughter, Allison; is the most cold hearted bitch in our school, with her perfect blonde hair and blue eyes. In second grade she made all the boys in the classroom answer which girls were pretty and which weren't. She was able to manipulate every boy into saying that all the girl's where ugly, except for her, of course. A lot of girl's had gone home, crying that day. But I hadn't. I'd only became more inmune to Allison's torture ways as we aged.

Then there's Calum's son: Felix. The biggest fuckboy and jock on senior campus. He gets any girl he sets his eyes on for plain game and entertainment.  He treats people who still have their virginity like trash. He says he only dates college girls... though he will have sex with any female that moves. He looks like your typical prince charming: tanned skin, dark hair and big brown charming eyes. Just like his Dad's

And lastly; I'm personally scared to death by Michael's "bad boy" son Alex, I don't know anything about him except that he is trouble. Growing up with them, he used to be the one that always tried to talk to me and take care of me. But that, along with many other thing's changed. He's tall, dresses as if he was 2015 Pete Wentz and dyes his hair from time to time for sport.

How can Uncle Michael, a man whom fangirls over "The Fault In Our Stars" with me, have basically a criminal for a son?. I have no idea.

I always manage to ignore them during school. I mean, I don't really care what they think about me anymore. I did a lot when we where 12...but not anymore. Still each one of them has the power to ruin the lives of anything that breathersand I'm not particularly up for that. They where basically a team. The famous children of the 5SOS boy's. No one at school really knew that Ashton Iriwn was my father. Some teachers and music geeks but I wasn't praised because of it.

Felix and Alex are seniors but Allison is a junior, like me. The three of them rarely spend a lot of time together, except for family events (even though we aren't blood family). But that's what you would call it. Instead of "family bowling night" we have "band bowling night" in which 5SOS drag their angsty teenager children out to play with them. So we could be a family.

In the occasions you did see them hanging together at school something bad always happened: a teacher got fired, someone got humiliated, expelled or sometimes even divorced. And what fires me up is that they always get away with it. It infuriates me.

I refuse to be a part of those superficial hooligans. For everyone: Sam Irwin was just a funny coincidence in the high school where Allison Hemmings, Felix Hood and Alex Clifford attended. And I liked it like that.

But every 1st of May, I am forced to face them, inside my own home.

Now, back to the events of today:

I got up from bed yawning and tying the bird nests that is called my hair in a bun. I then groan, remembering that today was the day and I couldn't do anything about it. I got up from my bed and headed to the hallway, following the loud bang's from Dad's drumset.