Hayven Summers to the side.
♧Hayvens POV♧
Beeeep beeeeeeep beeee-
I slam my hand down cutting off the loud beeps that I desperately wanted to stop.
Just as I was about to fall back to sleep, I had started to scream. Wanna know why? I was hit with ice cold water, hearing numerous deep laughter.
Idiotic brothers! I had thought.
Yes I have brothers. Two to be exact. Timid and Kimid. Weird names. I know. They are twins.
They both have blonde hair and deep blue eyes, like my mother.
I am like my father with his ash-blonde hair with alot of brown streaks, along with his green eyes with spects of red.
My hair goes all the way down to my waist. Just like my mothers had when she was younger, but now it's only to her shoulders.
"Get up!! We don't want to be late for the first day of school, now do we??" Timid asked
"Oh my god!!" I hopped out of bed running to my bathroom.
I had a quick shower, then ran into my room, after checking if brothers had left, which they did, then got dressed. My outfit had consisted of a grey sweater with a black heart, black jeans rolled up a bit, along with black Doc Martens and a black beanie. For my school bag I had a black Stüssy bag, which was filled with school books and $20 lunch money.
I went downstairs to see they boys had their usual outfit choices on. That being a white fitted shirt grey shorts and white and grey Jordans with thier usual Basketball Snapbacks on.They had never missed a hoop in their life. Trust me.
Once they saw me they had a look at my outfit, gave me a smile and a thumbs up, then back to eating. The smiles an thumbs up meaning they approve of my outfit. I didn't really care to be honest. They'll just being overprotective brothers. I felt speacial to know they care.
Anyways, as I was my pancakes, I had gotten a text from dad.
From Dad:
Can't make it home tonight. We're so sorry. We love use. If you need us we're a phone call away. Ok?
'We' meant mum and dad. I was fine with it though. Timid, Kimid and I were warned that if wanted to move with them they would rarely be home due to their promotion. I had hastily typed back.
To Dad:
It's fine. We love use too.
See use tomorrow.
"Who are you texting?" Kimid asked, trying to catch a glimpse of the contact name.
"Dad" I replied. " Told me they won't be home till tomorrow." I sighned.
They had both nodded. It was kinda creppy when they did stuff simultaneously, because they look so much alike, nearly the same person.
"Let's get going" Timid said getting up.
"Wait," I started, giving them both a stern look "did use brush your teeth?"
They quickly bolted upstair with me right behind them. I had to brush mine too.....
After we all finished brushing our teeth, we had hopped into Timids new Silver BMW. Kimid also had a BMW but it was white, while I had a new 2015 Black Ford Mustang.
I know what your thinking
'Their probably stuck up rich kids who get what they want.'
No, we're stuck up. Rich, kinda.
Kids, I am, the twins aren't the're 18 while I'm only 17. We're only rich because we had worked for it, our parents worked for theirs and occasionally spoil us, but we had worked for our cars though.
5 whole summers we had worked to get them.
Anyways, I had only just realized we started moving, so I quickly put my seatbelt on and laid back.
