"Hurry up you dilly-dalliers," I yelled down the hall at my 3 brothers.
"Why," they all yell back.
"You know why," I yelled back.
I am Brittany. I hate my name which is why i go by Brit. My three brothers, well, i will tell about them right now. I will start with the oldest. Bryce who is 15 is addicted to sleeping and eating. He has a couch in his room. We lost our parents to cancer. Then there's Dave who's 10. He loves pokemon cards and is addicted to bikes. And last there is Justin who is 7. He loves school and is addicted to drawing.
Bryce has purple hair. Yep you heard right. PURPLE HAIR!! He likes to wear stuff with skulls. His favorite color is black. Dave has brown hair and looks like a school uniform seller guy. That book he carries around is filled to the brim with pokemon. Finally Justin. Justin has blonde hair. He has glasses and is annoyed by clocks. TICK TOCK TICK TOCK!!
Me? Well I am nothing compared to my brothers. I have brown hair. I carry around a surf board most days. I love to sing. My normal outfit is some black top with jeans. Although me and my brothers look nothing alike, we are related. Bryce dyed his hair when he was 11. Amazingly it stayed purple for 4 years. Oh yeah me. Right. Well I am 17 and in charge of everybody. That my friends is a job. you try taking care of your three brothers, having two jobs (walmart and mcdonalds), and-- OH NO WE REALLY GOTTA LEAVE!!! Our flight leaves at 2:00 pm and it is11:45 am!!!! Why am i so worried? You have to be two hours early and it takes 30 minutes to drive to the airport. You do the math.
Oh my gosh fun we get to take the bus. Yay.
