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brother?

"Exuse me, is anyone home?" I said while knocking on the door quietly.

Lets go a little back in time, shall we? Okay i'll get this straight to the point. My mother passed away from a heart attack about a month ago, and i've been on the run ever since. Child services wanted me to keep living with my abusive ass stedpfather and his stupid drug addiction that noone seemed to have noticed.

When police had finally found me, and taken me to meet up with some child service people, i got the news that they had found some of my family line on the island called Outer Banks. My face lit up hearing those words. As they continued talking, my whole body was practically jumping in excitment. They had found my brother. I  didn't even know i had a brother or if i'd like him, but i knew anything was better than living with the douche to my so called stepfather.

So yeah. I think that's all you need to know. Oh yeah, almost forgot. I have just arrived at the Outer Banks, and got to the adress that they gave me  back in New York.

"Anyone?" I say again. This time the door swung open, and there stood a brunnete guy with messy hair, rubbing his eyes. "What?" He mumbled. I'm guessing i just woke him up.

"Uh, sorry. I'm looking for a John Booker Routledge. Does he live here?" I asked awkwardly. Seeing the guy's confused and curious expresion, i'm guessing he does live there.

"Yeah.. what's it to you?" He said, looking at me with furrowed eyebrows and leaning against the door.

"I uh. I'm his sister." The door got smashed right in my face, leaving me with a confused expresion plastered on my face, basicly screaming 'what's going on'.

Just a moment later the door opened again. The guy scanned me from top to toe before saying. "Come inside." Still with a confused face, and both eyes on me.

"Just put your bags there." He said pointing to a clean spot on the floor.
I did as he said, then followed him to the living area.

"I am John b.. Routledge." He said. My eyes widned at his words. That was my brother?!

"Holy shit, they weren't lying." I said with a smile. "I'm y/n Routledge." I then said. Now his eyes widned before a slight smile formed.

"Shit.. holy fucking shit!" He screamed with the biggest smile plastered onto his face. "I have a sister!" He screamed out making me chuckle and smile too. I could already tell that I was gonna like him. "I have to tell my friends!" He said rushing to his phone to text them.

The whole plane ride i had been terrified that he wouldn't like me. But his excitment made all the nerves go away.

"Okay, they're on their way." He said, then looked at me with a smile. "I can't belive this." I returned the smile just before the door swung open and in walked four teenagers with completly alerted faces.

"What's going on! What happened!" The blonde guy yelled with wide open eyes. John b jumped up from the couch.

"You'll never belive this." He said with an excited voice. "This is my sister!" He basicly yelled. All the teenagers looked at me shocked. Their eyes wide open.

"Uh, hi." I just say with a slight wave. "I'm y/n." The brunete girl gave me an awkward wave, and the blonde guy made a peace hand sign to me.

"Not cool dude. You scared the crap out of us." Another guy said with a slight eyerool following.

"Sorry" John b said.

There was a awkward silence for a moment before the bolde guy sudenly speaked. "I call party since we got a new member of the group!"
A member of their group? They don't  hate me so that's good.