Tuckers POV
I grabbed the keys to my truck immediately after I came downstairs. I looked around still aggervated that I had spent a whole week out of town. Which meant I had missed a week of school, leaving Macy to do the project alone.
I yawned as I poured a cup of coffee to keep myself awake or some what awake. I had stayed up all night even though I had just gotten back in town. As I poured my coffee, I heard someone walking in the room above the kitchen.
"Geez" I said to myself quickly walking out of the kitchen and to the front door. I glanced back at the kitchen and noticed my coffee was still there. As I turned to go get it, I saw his shadow coming down the stairs.
"Screw it" I said opening the door not wanting to deal with him, not this morning or at any time for that matter. Coffee sounded great though, it was one of the few things I wanted well besides more sleep.
I put my school stuff into the back of my truck and slowly drove to school trying not to fall asleep on the drive to school. I turned my radio all the way up, drank water from a frozen water bottle, and thought about what I had done for the past week.
Monday, I had been on the football tour the team went on to the local college to see the campus and see the football program they had there. It was cool, but Im not going to a local college. I want out of this town, out of this place but mostly away from my parents.
Tuesday, My dad woke me up at three in the morning. I had no idea he was even home. I dont know how but all the people I know are like ninjas now, they are sneaking around, silent, and getting into locked places. Maybe Im just deaf, that would explain why people are always sneaking around. Only problem with the deaf idea is that I can hear everything that everyone says.
I was so mad when he wouldnt tell me where we were going. He kept saying I had to go, I had to miss school and I had to help when we got back home. I had no idea what the last part about help when we got home meant, maybe we were getting a dog. Which I doubted because Ace was already a handful, why would we add another? we wouldnt so that reason was ruled out. But each time I asked what we were doing he refused to tell me.
When we got on the small private plane I still wasnt told where we were going, why we were going and what was waiting for us there. It was a good hour drive to the airport without traffic, we had traffic on the way so it was two hours. Not just two hours but the most akward two hours of silence anyone could experience.
After suffering for what seemed like forever in silence we arrived at the New York airport. "why are we here?" I asked as we walked out of the airport and to the rental car. He still wouldnt tell me where we were going, which didnt make sense.
Ten minutes later, after suffering more silence in the car we pulled infront of a townhouse. It looked as If the owner didnt take care of the outside due to graffiti, trash, and weeds growing out of control on the outside. It looked like a decent house though, not huge but not small either maybe a college students house.
My jaw literally dropped when I realized why we were in New York, missing school and dealing with the silence. The one person who really bothered me was behind the door in the house somewhere, probably making a huge mess like always. I shook my head then went back towards the rental car, completely willing to sleep in the car for the next month if I had to. We had come all this way for my half-brother Gabe, the guy who thinks he is everything to everyone.
Gabe opened the door still half asleep, half dressed and not too pleased to see me leaning on the rental car. He would have to deal with it, it wasnt like I had a choice not to come. Trust me I would have chose the stay home choice any day over being in the same house with Gabe. "Whatever" I mummbled to myself walking past him and into his house.
Pretty much the whole week was me and gabe ignoreing each other and dad. We have different moms which would explain why me and him are so different. I care but he doesnt, im in sports but he is the one booing in the stands, Im the one at the school dances and he is the one at a party being to cool for a school event. We are just different.
By the time sunday came, I was already packed and ready to walk out of the house at midnight. I wanted to get away from Gabe. Everything with him was a competetion and I couldnt take it any longer.
Finally when ten in the morning came around my dad walked down the stairs with his bags ready to go. Only problem was that there was a shadow following dad downstairs...Gabe's. He was just showing us out that was it right? wrong. Gabe was carrying three bags and had a boarding pass for our plane. I shook my head and grabbed my bags not waiting for either of them to catch up.
I was so angry at the whole situation that I took a cab by myself to the airport. I wasnt going to sit that close to Gabe or my father after the decision that I had no say in. Gabe was only coming to spend dads money and use everyone he could.
The flight was more silence that I hadnt even wanted on the first trip. Gabe slept most of the way, thank god. If he hadnt been, I probably would have tried to push him out of the plane or lock him in the bathroom. All he ever talks about is how cool and prefect he is, which are lies if you ask me.
I glanced at my phone when we pulled in the driveway, it was already seven pm. I had a night to get a project done and sleep. I knew the night was going to be horrible but it was worse than I had expected. First of all Gabe had tried to take my room which I was not going to let happen even if dad had told me to. Secondly I had to find stuff around the house to have supplies for the project, and thirdly I hadnt slept in the last two days already.
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I pulled infront of the school already ten minutes late "Great" I said getting out of my truck quickly. In a rush I grabbed the project, my phone and keys and rushed into the school not wanting to get any points taken off of the project I had worked on all night.
I rushed past the principle and coach almost making them spill their coffees. I made it in time to the class because as I opened the door Mrs.Bagwell was having a stare down with Macy. "here you go" I said ending the stare down and surpriseing Mrs.Bagwell.
I walked over and took my seat next to macy "Sorry about not being here and not telling you about the project" I said putting my books down on my desk. "Had to go out of town" I said shrugging then looking at the front of the class.
After ten minutes of her not saying anything to me or her friends I was alittle worried, "You okay?" I asked looking at her.
".....Yeah fine" she said lightly blushing
I didnt know why she always blushed but I liked it, it was cute. "okay" I said smiling.
Seconds later, My thoughts were becoming more and more about macy. I didnt even really know her and she was all I was thinking about. "Why?" I asked myself as I listened to our math lecture.
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Sorry it took so long guys, had alot going on and trying to explain where Tucker was. Hope you guys like it :D.
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