Guide to surviving the Webber boys *OLD VERSION. NOT UPDATING.*

Chapter 1

My eyes fluttered open with a yawn, Ugh. I fell asleep on the couch. Again. Seriously one of these days I may break my back.

I rubbed my forehead finding a fluro green note saying 

'Tally, Me and your father have gone out for a bit be back soon love Mum x'

Ugh great a bit normally means a few days. I got up to check our answer machine.

2 messages, Interesting...

 'Message 1: Talithia darling me and your mum are going on a holiday! Wish you could come! We wont be back any time soon! Sorry!'

Gee thanks for inviting me! And course. Sorry my butt.

'Message 2: Talithia? Tally? It's your Dad's friend Heather, They told us that they're going away for a while so you need to come and stay with us, at 8:10 today Brett can come over and take you to school then from there you can come back here. I know you probably won't want to come Tally but they never think. See you soon sweets!'

No more messages

Stupid answer machine in that fake voic- wait I'm going to stay with the Webbers. The family of 10 boys. Meh heart attack may strike at any moment!  Its 8. School starts in 10 minutes. Well doesn't that sound fun. Notice my sarcasm.

Background on the Webber boys, They are obviously as said the family of 10 sons, All of them either hot hot or hot and cute as you could imagine. Brett was always an ass to me. Now I dont swear well not oftend anywho but who gives a flying pig I've got to be at school in - Okay now I have 9 minutes I'll give you the back ground later. 

I ran to my room, I try to put my jeans a t-shirt on at the same time, I finally realized that you have to put them on seperatly, I settled on light blue jeans, Deep blue t-shirt, black cardy and Dark blue converse. I grabbed my duffle bag, a piece of bread, Did my teeth brushed my hair and I was done in record time too! 4:53. I was lucky, my school, doesn't have uniform unlike most other schools in England, Which has its ups and downs.

Talk of the devil a knock came form the door. Hmmp. I ran down stairs sliding on our wooden floor, It is so fun with slippy soft warm and fuzzy socks! Okay back to not dying.

I sort of slammed into the door I let out a squeak and I opened the door rubbing my head. Wow bright, a bit too bright for my liking I think the world must be ending and the funny thing It's tha-

"Tally you don't stop talking do you?!" The Brown haired blue eyed boy laughed at me. Aha! I know why I was talking my thoughts. Again. "Um huh wha-" I said pulling sleeves down a bit more, "Come on slow poke my mum told me to come and pick you up this morning?  I presume you didn't get the message?" He said giving me the 'duh' look, His mum must be Heather. Wait no, His mum is Heather.

Me and Heather where do I begin, Me and her are probably closer than me and my mum, I always talk to her over the phone, 'ding ding ding we have a winner' My brain said to me as I realised that He was Heather's son Brett. "Um yeah I did. I just got it though I slept in a bit," I say rubbing my back "Well come on times ticking!" He said tapping his wrist where a watch should be.

Hm I just had a conversation with my childhood friend, School Jock. Schools Hottest boy and one of the smarter ones. And I've got to go to school with him now. Okay Brain don't die.

I walked behind him expecting to see a car, boy was I wrong "You expect me to ride on that thing?! That's signing a death warrant! I'm gunna walk!" I said sort of running away but fell flat on my face. "Running away are we? I promised my mother that I would take you to school and I intend to do just that." He said sternly picking me up by the arm and dragging me to his black bike, "Have a helmet," He said shoving it on me, So much for brushed hair.