Slow Graffiti <J>

chapter~1 I got you babe

"Belle! Belle get your ass over here now!" My mom yelled to wake me up. She was on the porch, which is about 100 feet from the door to the garage that we use to enter and exit it (it opens to the outside no entrance into the house). I stood up, made sure I was wearing semi appropriate clothes, in case one of her druggie friends were over. But before I'm able to even move from standing at the foot of the bed, my 12 year old brother, Paul, comes crashing in.
"Belle, mom says if you don't get up and outside in five minutes she's going to take your music away." He says coming in and sitting on the bean bag chair in the corner. I don't have a phone. I have an iPad, which my best (guy) friend, Mark, has fixed so I get 4G where ever I am. But my mom doesn't know this. She just thinks I have an iPad that I use to listen to music to often. Which you wouldn't think is bad, considering she's a musician. Plus its not like I'm sneaking out to go smoke pot, I'm staying in my room drawning all the time. Unlike her at 16, she's even told me she would sneak out to smoke pot at the graveyard with her friends.
"I'm up! See! Standing!" I say to Paul pointing to my feet. I start to walk out barefoot, but halfway down the path from the garage to the porch my baby brother (who's actually 6), Stewart, comes running up with his arms spread out, once he's close enough I pick him up.
"I got you babe!" He says poking my nose and giggling.
"No! I got you babe!" I say poking him back then hugging him tight. I carry him on my waist as I finish the short distance to my mom and her "wife" Maggie, they aren't married, just friends, close, pot smoking friends.
"Took you long enough to get up! I've had Stewie go in there five times to get you up." My mom says. I frown slightly, but she doesn't notice, she's got her eyes glued to her phone screen.
"You do know when babe comes to 'get me up' he'll just come under the blackets to be a snuggle muffin." I say, at the word "babe" she looks up at me, I can tell today will be an off day.
"I'm tired of you two calling each other babe! You aren't dating! And if you ever are dating someone, babe is not your first word of choice!" She yells. Stewie puts his head on my shoulder, my mom can't tell, but from his body language I know he's tired and scared.
"I know its not. Its just a little running joke." I say, I put stewie down and look at him "I need you to go find your favorite toy of the day." I say nudging him towards his room. He nods and skips away.
"Well when he starts school again. I don't want him to go up to people and call them babe." My mom says, she's glued to the phone again. I don't say anything. I wait about two minutes, both her and "wife" stay phone glued. so I go into the house, and immediately am pulled by the arm by my older sister Lizzy in to her loft room (its not really a loft. Its a two story house, and in the back of the house it has a sort of loft entrance, above Stewie's room).
"Liz, of you want me, just say so." I say plopping down on the ground. Stewie is right below us, I can hear him digging through his toy bins.
"Mom is going to a concert in the city tonight. She's picking dad up from work at 4. Which means she'll be gone by 2:30. Its 11:30 now. That means only 3 hours of her to put up with. But 3 hours to long. She's in a pissy 'make one wrong move your grounded' type mood. She's already yelled at Paul about not wiping his shoes off well enough. And you know how he has to argue with everything. Well he argued, and that didn't put her in a better mood. She's already had coffee, and Maggie has been over smoking with her all morning. So she's not going to get better. So just stay out of her way today." Lizzy says, she says it slowly enough for me to take in, since I just woke up. She gives me a briefing like this every morning my mom is like a time bomb.
"What concert?" I ask, probably a band I've always wanted to see, that will never be in the Napa valley again.
"Smashing pumpkins." Liz says sadly. We both love the band, even Stewart does. Although he doesn't know their name, he sings along when they play on the radio.
"Well damn. Dad win another radio contest?" I ask, she just nods. "He needs to enter the loto, we could be in Beverly hills if he won money like he won tickets." She laughs a little.
"Yeah, but knowing you and Stewart, we would be in a trailer park a week later. You two have a problem with minions." She says, pointing to my half a minion friendship necklace. Stewart wears the other half, against my moms wishes.
"Hey! They are adorable! You can't help but not love them!" I say giggling.
"Oh I can, when you two walk around Safeway speaking like minions, and acting like you understand each other!" She says crossing her arms in moke anger.
"Its easy to learn. Just laugh at immature jokes. And say banana." I say, just as I say this Stewart comes up the ladder, holding a Thomas train toy I played with when I was his age.
"Babe! This is today's favorite toy." He says handing it to me. I take it and pretend to exam it like I've never seen it before. I do this every morning. He picks out the toy that he plays with all day. And he has to share it with someone other then a sibling. I started this game a year ago, when he needed an extra push in sharing and making up his mind. Now he's great at sharing. And better st making up his mind then you would expect from a six year old boy.
"Let's see he has a nice big green number eight on his side." I say, purpusly getting the color and number wrong.
"No Belle! Its a yellow number one!" He says, very happy to correct me.
"Oh yeah, so its the number one train... That means its Gordon!" I say in an over happy voice.
"No, no, no! Haven't I taught you anything? This is Thomas." He sits in my lap and points to the face "See you can see his cheeky smile!"
"Ohhhh, I get it now! Its Edward!" I say he shakes his head.
"No, he is blue like Edward. But Edward has a coal tender. And Thomas doesn't. He's a little engine." Stewart says.
"Ohhhh, so its Thomas? Not James?" I ask. Lizzy rolls her eyes.
"Stewie, go find Paul. I think he is going to 7-11, here take this, and tell him to take you there." Liz says. She hands him a dollar and fifty cents in quarters, he looks at the money, smiles, puts it in his pocket, then runs off to find Paul. "Ands that's how you get rid of a small child."
"Hey! He was telling me about Thomas!" I say, pretending to be angry.
"Yes, the very train that you were obsesed with his age. So you have no right to think he has a 'green number!'" She says hitting me lightly with a pillow. I hear the front gage open, and wait a second before hearing a car start up. "That could mean two things. One, mom is leaving with maggie. Two, Maggie is leaving without mom."
"Let's hope for one." She says. She stands up and starts looking for something.
"What are your plans for today?" I ask, trying to make conversation.
"Going to go see Jake," she says. Jake is her boyfriend that works as a tour guide at a mission.
"Mom won't like that." I say, she finds what she was looking for, a golden locket, that is an almost exact match to mine. Except on the inside of her's it says "big sis", with picture of Stewart and I on one side and Paul and her on the other. I have the same pictures, mine just says "lil sis" which is kind of true. But not really. I'm a big sister twice and a little sister once. But that didn't fit in a locket. My mom and dad had the lockets made for my 5th birthday. Then Paul was a baby, so the pictures were just of her and I. But as we got older, the pictures aged. But now that my mom is done having kids, we are going to leave them.
"Well hopfully my mom is gone."she says. Grabbing her long board and climbing down the ladder. I follow her down.
"Yeah, and if she's not?" I ask, she walks through the kitchen grabbing an apple, I grab cereal bar.
"Then, you have Stewie duty." She says, she peeks out the curtain. "She's gone. You are free to do whatever until she's home." She leaves on her long board, the apple in her mouth and I'm home alone.
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A/N

How is it? I'm going to try my very hardest bestest to update regularly. Like maybe every Tuesday, Thursday, and either Saterday or Sunday. But don't hold me to it. Because I forget.

Also the picture shows what Lizzy, Stewart, Paul, and Belle look like. Who's your favorite so far? If you people get one chapter (any chapter) to 10 votes. I'll tell you everyone's personality (based off emo rocker hipster scene gamer rocker ect) with other information.