Hating the Bad Boys' name

Chapter 1: Hating the bad boys name: Coming home

Bree's PoV

This is it. I'm finally coming home after a year in New York.

The fashion trip was amazing. But I'm glad to be back and see all my friends, my sister and don't tell him this but I kinda missed my brother as well.

It might be something to do with the fact that we're twins. After all I was only born two minutes apart from him.

"Ready to go?" My dad asked me from outside to airport. I looked outside to see the taxi waiting for us.

I nodded as a grin made it's way onto my face. "Lead the way, dad."

We both walked up to the taxi. I gave him a quick thank you as the driver helped us put my cases in the trunk.

The driver then got in, followed by my dad and I. We drove onto the road and towards my house. I kept bouncing in the seat, I no doubt looked like a right weirdo but I was just so excited, I really wanted to be back home.

My dad gave me an amused look. "Are you happy to see everyone again, it has been a long time?"

I gave him a swift nodded. I think my dad knew how nervous but delighted I was to come back and see everybody.

I decided listening to some music will help me relax. I plugged my earphones in my iPhone 6 and slid them in. Justin Bieber, Sorry started to play and it slowly but surely calmed my nerves.

Thank you Justin Bieber.  

~*~

I excitedly rocked on the balls of my feet as I waited outside the front door. My dad was still slowly walking behind me after he generously offered to carry all four of my bags. I tried to take some off of him but he refused, my dad was like that. He tried to prove that after hitting forty you could still be in shape.

When he finally reached where I was stood he struggled to get his keys out of his pocket. "Here dad give me the bags, you open the door." I said reaching out to take them.

He didn't say anything to me he just gave me a warm smile, which I gladly returned. I guess his manly facade was finally gone.

My dad placed the keys in the door sliding it open. He quickly dodged out of the way as he was nearly toppled over by eight screaming girl all running to me. I dropped my suitcases and embraced every single one of them in my arms.

I was so grateful to have these amazing people I could happily call my friends.

I had known the majority of these girls since we were little kids, they consisted of; Shakira, Amanda, Riley, Brec, Sofia, Hana, Megan and Harper. Hana and Shakira are twins, not identical but they did have some similarities. Out of all the girls Brec and I are the closest.

Everybody used to call us the B sisters well because our names both started with 'B' and we treated each other like sisters. But even though our names are very similar, we have totally different personalities.

I'm more of the tomboy type. I for one don't wear heels and I'm more opened minded on doing sports which require you to run about and get sweaty. I definitely don't take years to take the perfect picture to post on Instagram, but I'm still polite when I need to be.

Brec on the other hand is very girly a social media Queen. She may not be the brightest apple from the tree, but I love her anyway. She will tell people what's on her mind no matter if it hurts their feelings or not, I admire that of her in some ways.

I ran to my mum and she engulfed me in an enormous hug. After a while it was starting to cut off my circulation.

"Mum can't breathe here!" I chocked out. I think she finally got the message as she let go of me.

I went over to my twin brother, Luke and my sister Bethany and we gave each other big hugs.

I smiled up at both of them. "I missed you guys so much."

I won't admit it but I love my siblings but it's not really aimed at my sister. My sister and I get on very well, we are not only sisters but we are best friends. I tell her I love her all the time.

It's my brother I'm talking about. We argue all the time but we both know it's just simple fun, we like to get on each other's nerves but still knowing we'll be there for each other.

I looked around at my surroundings. I guess it had finally sunken in that I was at home. "It's good to be back."

~*~

The rest of the afternoon was spent with me, my friends and my sister all watching Titanic. Everybody was crying but not me, I know it's sad and all but romantic movies aren't really my thing.

I like horror and action something to keep my adrenalin going, but yet again I was out voted on the movie we watch.

A sigh of relief washed over me when the cast names appeared on the screen.

"It's finished, can we watch something else now?" I suggested.

Megan dried her eyes with a piece of tissue before speaking. "Ok Bree, what do you wanna watch?"

I smirked. "Final Destination." I said challenging all of them with a movie there was no chance of them watching.

All I got were a couple of 'no's' and a few you can't be serious looks.

I sighed and threw my hands up in the air. "I give up, you can watch whatever you guys want to."

"Actually I'm pretty sure that all of us have to leave now it's 11 o'clock." Hana said whilst eyeing the clock on my desk.

~*~

I laid in bed thinking about tomorrow as the girls had gone home and Beth had left to her own room.

Once I wake up in the morning I would have to go to school.

I'll be honest, school isn't my favorite thing but I loved lessons like art and gym class. That's the thing about me, I'm good at the physical, creative stuff but when it comes to actually using my brain to work something out I flop.

I'm looking forward to seeing everyone again and maybe even some of my old teachers. Not all of them but a small hand full.

I looked at my clock it read 11:53pm. I tied my hair up into a high pony went to go brush my teeth.

I locked off my bedroom light, finding my way to my bed and climbed in. I soon fell into a deep slumber.

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