Why Me?

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"Let me go! Right now!" I screamed as Tyler threw me in a headlock, completely messing up my hair. It was always like this with me and Tyler, we loved each other, but we hated each other. Me and him were the only siblings that actually fought like this, like actually meant to hurt each other sometimes.

"Take it back!" He shouted, grabbing a hold of my belt loops, and I shook my head no as I screamed for mercy. It didnt work, it never really did, but it was worth a try. Soon enough, he was holding me up by my belt loop, carying me through the house, like I was a feather.

"TYLER! ALEXI! STOP IT RIGHT NOW!" My mother shouted at us, pointing her spatula right at us, a pissed off look on her face. All of my other brothers, looked at us with amused faces, before going back to eat their breaskfast's. "Tyler, I mean it. Its Friday morning, give me a break. Leave your sister alone. NOW."

Tyler did as he was told, and let loose of my belt loop, sending me crashing to the floor and I landed with a crash on the hardwood floors. "OW! You bloody hobo!" I glared at him, standing up slowly, feeling my but ache in pain and I knew id have a bruise tomorrow.

"Ah, your fine." He mumbled as he plopped down in his seat across from me at the table, and the others snickered. Me and Tyler were twins, also some of the youngest of the kids, at a mere age of 15. Since our ages ranged from 8-22. We had a huge family, no kidding, and what sucked most? I was the only girl, besides my mother.

I dont know what possessed my family to have so many boys, but we had 9 kids in all, including me. So that meant 8 brothers for me. It sucked, but it was also very entertaining.

Bentley was the youngest, at only 8 years old. He was short, adorable, and sweet. Next came Joseph, who was 11 years old, and to smart for his pants, but had an okay sense of humor when his face wasnt buried in a textbook. Then came Colton, who was 14, and just plain perverted at times. Then came me and Tyler, and we were exactly the same, loud and obnoxious, which is what made us head butt so much. Then it went on to Charlie, who was 17, and tall and the sports star of us all. Then Henry and Hank, the two boy twins mom had had, they were both 20 and inseperable. Then the oldest of us all was Sean, who was 22.

"Okay, does everyone have their book bags and lunches I packed?" Mom asked, clearly have forgotten me and Tyler already as she scurried around the kitchen, throwing stuff in the sink and taking things out of the fridge. Our mom was pretty young to have had 9 kids, and still had some weight that she was trying to lose from us, but she was only 45, and had Sean when she was 23 with our dad.

"Yeah," I said boredly.

"Yup." Sean said through a bite of eggs.

"You betcha," Henry and Hank said at the same time, looking amused at her.

"Like wise," Tyler commented, staring me down.

"Ditto." Colton said.

"Yep." Charlie retorted, slurping milk in his cup.

"As always." Joseph murmured quietly, reading a new James Patterson book.

"Theres no more things to say!" Bentley cried out from the chair besides me, bowing his head sadly, and I wrapped one arm around him, trying not to laugh.

"Its okay sweetie," My mother cooed sweetly, ruffling his hair before, counting our heads. "Okay everyone out the door, oh and Henry, Hank, please dont say stuff at the same time, its freaky."

"Alright." They echoed each other, both trying not to grin as my mother shot them a glare before kissing my head and walked upstairs tiredly. I looked at Charlie expectantly, and he nodded his head, grabbing his keys from his pocket and bolting to the door.

He was already in the car by the time I walked out the door, pulling my jeans up a little from where they had been pulled down by Tyler, before running to the car. We couldnt be late again, it wouldnt work out that way again. No.

"So, what happened between you and Ty?" He finally broke the silence once he drove out of the driveway.

"I told him he wasnt as good looking as me, and he flipped out." I snickered to myself, grinning widely at the thought. Neither of us were better looking than the other, since our entire family had decent looks. Well, the boys had amazing looks, and I just kinda... stood there. I mean just looking at Charlie, you could tell he was pretty hot, but I didnt really think so, since he was my brother. His black hair hung slightly in his face, and his light blue eyes shined in amusement at me, before he looked back at the road. The black hair and blue eyes ran in our family, but the shades of our eyes were different and our hair types were too. For instance, me and Tyler had curly hair, while Charlie had wavy. Me and Tyler had dark blue eyes, Charlie had light.

We pulled into school and he parked the car perfectly, not so much as a bump as we stopped. I grinned, "Thanks."

He just nodded before stepping out of the car, and I followed him boredly. Oh dont you love school.

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