Stalked

1) Exam day... Ugh

" Why do you have my sneakers on Jamie? " I scuffed.

Jamie is my little sister that thinks she is mature, she wears My clothes, My jewelry, And even my underwear. But again... She is my LITTLE sister. And she will always be a brat.

"Why don't you go use mom's clothes to look mature enough, You said you wanted to look mature right? " I said putting on my flats.

" Yeah, but it looks boring and has no designs on it, it looks like dad's suite mixed with a dress. " she muttered as she twirls her hair.

I looked through the closet to find an outfit for my brat and came upon a Madonna T-shirt that I got from goodwill 2 months ago. I took it off the hanger and tossed it to her,

" Is that mature enough? " I asked.

" Yes, but how come Madonna is holding the bad finger and pointing it to the sky though? " she questioned.

" Huh? " As I grabbed the T-shirt and looked, It was just a picture of her pointing her pointer-finger in the sky to a jam I suggested to her as she packed her binder into her kitty backpack.

As I walked down the hallway to the bathroom with my makeup bag and clothes to change and get ready for school, I see my brother Harold using my mascara and eyeliner. And yes, it's pretty obvious he is gothic and weird looking when he wears his punk T-shirts and Silver jewelry all the time.

" SERIOUSLY? You use my mascara all the time! "

" Uh... Dose it matter? I use it when I want to use it princess. And by the way, I'm older than you. "

" Your 1 year old than me, Jerk " I back talked and gave him the tongue and topped it off with a stink eye. I yanked my mascara away from him and pointed to the door as a sign for him to leave the bathroom so that I can get ready for school. As he walked out smiling he sticked his tongue out one more time. UGH WHATEVER The look I gave him back.

As soon I was done, I walked downstairs and heard arguing about taxes between my dad and mom and knew. that they were gonna start War. I walked slowly downstairs and watched the two agrue on and on about it, I rolled my eyes and opened the refrigerator to look for breakfast and found leftover chicken salad in a container, I  took off the cover and smelled... Gross.

" Alex, I'm so sorry if we are bothering you, good morning sweetheart." Mom said depressed.

" Mom you work to hard, Please go to sleep and take a day off, And I can deal with Jamie and Harold, Harold is 16 years old to know that he doesn't need you to baby sit his ass. " I said hugging her.

" And that's why you make me proud. " she smiled with a tear rolling down her soft cheek, She walked upstairs in her pajamas to bed.I looked back at my dad who was drinking coffee on the couch and tapped his left shoulder and sat next to him. He looked at me slightly smiled and hugged me, " I'm so sorry honey, I just worry to much about bills and taxes and a lot of crap. But I promise you things will get better." he slightly smiled and patted my head. "

It's ok dad, I understand It's difficult to be an adult, but you never ask me to help you, I am your daughter. " I leaned on his shoulder.

" You work hard in school and in your part time job, I don't want to bother you. "

" Dad.... trust me, I can handle that brat upstairs and goth freak, Besides I know what I am doing. " I smiled and got up from the couch and took his empty coffee mug. " Thanks dear, I gotta get going " he said slipping on his tie and grabbing his suitcase and starts to head towards the door.

" Have a good day at work dad, " I smiled and made my way to the kitchen and dumped the dishes into the sink.

I walked back upstairs and went to check on the little brat that seems to be checking herself in the mirror, I crept up behind her slowly and grabbed her under her delicate armpits " BOO! " I shouted.