𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐫

Chapter:01

Ava
No one pisses me off like Callum does, literally no one. I slept at around 3 am last night and that bitch had to wake me up at 8, that too by dumping a bottle of cold water on my face.

I just have one question for God.
What the heck were you thinking when you made this piece of shit? And why did you send him as my brother? Why?

"Callum, you piece of garbage! Come back here! If I get you, I swear," I yelled while running around the dining table, tryna' get a hold of my 16 year old brother.

He runs into the kitchen and hides behind mom.

"What's wrong with you both?" Mom says irritatingly.
"He started it! Ask him!" I cross my arms over my chest.

Mom looks at her back then raises a brow at him while my brother looks at her nervously.

"You told me to wake her up. I tried a lot to wake her up, threatened her that I'm gonna tear off her stupid plushie's ears but nothing was working. So I just dumped a glass of cold water on her that's it," he says the last part while looking down.

"Callum, what you did was wrong alright? You should've called me. Now apologize and you are not a kid! None of you are! Then why the heck you guys behave like kids?" Mom yells the last part frustratingly.

She should be frustrated. I don't blame her. The way me and Callum always fight like cats and dogs she should be.

She was once at the verge of leaving the house because of us I remember. We were fighting over some chocolate milk. Dad was in DC for a business meeting. Because of us he immediately had to take the next flight to New York to save his marriage life. Mom didn't talk with us for a week after that. But did we learn our lesson? No we didn't.

"Callum apologize," mom glares at him. Callum gulps then looks at me.

"I'm sorry Ava," he says but I know he doesn't mean it. Piece of rotten cheesecake! But I'm generous, so yeah.

"It's alright," I say dusting off my shoulders.

"Don't you have a job interview Ava?" Mom says and realization hits me almost instantly.

Right the interview!

"What's the time?" I ask her almost panicking.
"It's 8:15 in the morning," she says doubling my miseries. Callum there smirks. I'll deal with him later.

The interview's at 8:30 and it will take me 10 freaking minutes if the traffic doesn't act like a bitch today. Who am I kidding? It's New York for God's sake!

I quickly hurry to my room. Behind me I hear the faint voice of Callum saying,
"You should thank me." Thank him? I would rather die!

I quickly pick out a cream coloured shirt and a peach coloured skirt to match with it. The skirt reaches my thighs, not too short nor too long. I take as less time as I can in the shower then change into my outfit. I take the coat from the rack then run for the main door.

"Ava breakfast-" mom yells behind me.
"Will eat something on the way," I yell back.

"Ava, wait," dad hurries behind me.
"Yes dad?" I ask quickly.
"I'll drive you there, come," he says as he walks to his car.
"But won't you be late?" I ask hesitantly.