Something About Him

CHAPTER ONE

What the hell is wrong with him!? Why does he keep doing this? Every time my day is going just well enough for me to to actually smile even a little bit, he goes into my room. I repeat, into MY room to take whatever he wants. But this time, he is not getting away with it.

"JESSIE!" I yell as I storm down the hallway. Just as I am about to turn into his room, I hear a huge ruckus behind me, and it seems to be coming from my room. You guessed it. He is in my room AGAIN.

At this point I am so provoked, I don't even notice the people my parents had invited into our home ...

Now I am standing here, staring at this annoying little idiot of a brother in my room. He's wearing my clothes. Again. But not just any clothes. He's wearing my underwear and bra. Not over his clothes. No.He has nothing underneath. And not just that. He's wearing the skirt he stole from me two weeks ago on his head, pretending it's hair. He's supposedly 'impersonating, me. By using the skirt he swore he didn't know where it was.

That's it. I'm gonna kill him. I'm gonna do it. I am seriously contemplating it at this moment. Though he obviously saw right through my plan. His eyes grew large as I felt my cheeks heat up from the anger and he jolted into a sprint right past me. Making his way downstairs with me just a few steps behind him. As you could probably imagine I am infuriated.

We make our way down to the living room and he stops right there. Singing that song I hate about the girl that a guy 'used to know'. He knows this song gets on my nerves.

Just as I almost catch up to him, my mother yells at me for disturbing the guests. I turn around and see an older couple and their young daughter sitting on the couch in awe. Their jaws almost touching the floor in disbelief of this barbaric family. Right there. That is when my cheeks flushed in red because they've had to see my underwear.... on my brother.

The embarrassment became overwhelming and I bet they knew because I flew right up to my room again and I didn't come out until I was sure they had left. In fact, I didn't exit my dark cave for the rest of the night.

Ugh. I cannot believe him. I mean who does that? There is definitely no punishment for him because he is, of course, an angel and a favourite of everyone. Including my mother.

So I decided to just resort to my usual bedtime routine. First, I sneak quietly to the bathroom carrying my one and only teenage mutant ninja turtle, Donatello onesie, my hygienic supplies and the most important part, my favourite champagne and sweet cherry scented candle. Luckily I managed to sneak past the living room without them noticing me. There is another person there but I don't bother to really look at who it is. Once I make it to the bathroom on the OTHER SIDE OF THE FUCKING HOUSE, I find that my brother had locked it again. He says it's for 'emergencies' and he doesn't want to wait for me to finish up before using the toilet. I swear one day I am going to strangle that kid, Homer Simpson style.

Thanks to my stupid brother, I now have to use the downstairs bathroom. I hate it there, it's so cramped and it always has this lingering smell that we can't seem to get rid of. In fact, while we were renovating the upstairs bathroom we were forced to use that one and that's when my candle fetish started. Only now it's worse. Mum says we don't have enough money to refurbish it, and I've been begging her for months on end, yet last week she bought Jessie a brand new PlayStation and tv because he got one A for his spelling test and she also bought herself a brand new Mini Cooper. Though "we can't afford it right now". She favours him so much. I swear she still blames me for my father leaving. That's why she hates me.

Now, because of that little brat, I now have to use the mould infestation we call a bathroom to 'clean' myself. I know. It's quite contradictory. I mean, isn't the place you clean yourself supposed to be clean as well?

To make matters worse, I have to sneak past the guests another time. But, this time, it will be harder because the bathroom is on the other side of the living from the stairs. But if I remember correctly, it has a window just big enough for me to squeeze my enormous thighs through. And so does the kitchen. So that means I need to somehow get to the kitchen, through that window, walk around the back of the house, making sure they don't see me through the window and climb through the bathroom window. Simple as that.

So I crawl around the back of the couch where the guests are sat. Thanking my mother as a distraction as she gloats about Jessie's achievements at school. Which, I might add, are not that amazing. But this time, I guess I don't mind. As long as I'm quiet I can make it.

***

Fi-na-lly. I finally made it into the bathroom. It was tough, but I made it. I still can't believe I have to go to these lengths all due to my brother's arrogance.

As I run the bath, I add some bubbles to add a little class to this place and light the candle to attempt to rid the air of this terrible stench.

Aaahhh the pure bliss of the warm water hugging me as I sink into the relaxing, clean water. It is at this moment that I forget all my problems. Just for a few minutes I get to have nothing racing through my mind. Absolutely nothing is occupying my thoughts at this time. Once again, it is pure bliss.

Just enough for me to calm myself until I have to get out and feed my obsession with Tumblr until I fall asleep. But for now, this is enough.

Hey guys so this is my first story. I'm sorry if it is absolutel terrible. But I'm bored and idk what to do with myself. THIS IS WHAT I CALL PROCRASTINATION. I'm supposed to finish my assessment rn ugh.

Anyway so please don't forget to FOLLOW ME, VOTE and COMMENT!!! Please, I need feedback, but just sugar coat it. And share this with your friends. That would also help. :) :) :)

Also I'm picturing the main character as Aly Michalka. And I'm not saying he's fat, I'm just saying that this girl kinda sees herself as that. Cuz most girls see themselves are bigger than they actually are. Even though they have NOTHING to worry about.

Ok so ya. Sorry for the long AN. Biii for now Lovelies

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