Misled

1. 'Misled'

1. 'Misled'

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This stupid bag has five seconds before I go crazy ape on it. The popcorn bag wasn't budging, every time I tried to open it, it'd resist. Slowly I put my thumb, index, and middle finger on both sides of the bag trying to rip it open.

I bit down on my bottom lip when I heard the bag rip.

"Marley!" Someone yelled from the living room making me jump and drop the bag. "Hurry! The movies starting!" I groaned and picked up the bag.

"Jesus Colby you made me drop the stupid bag right when I was going to open it!" I yelled back. Colby popped his head into the kitchen. Colby is my ten-year-old little brother, an inpatient little brother. But we were like best friends.

He mumbled, "Sorry." I sighed pushing my hair out of my face. "Need help?" I shook my head in response.

"No. I've been working on this bag for the past ten minutes and it won't open." I huffed out trying to open the bag again. The bag was ripped out of my hand by Colby who, with ease, opened the bag.

"Here," He smiled sweetly passing the bag over to me.

"How the...how could...um..." I starred at Colby for a little.

"Face it Marley, I'm stronger." He said with confidence making me scoff.

"Psht please boger. You only got lucky." I poured the popcorn content into the big plastic orange bowl with candy corn designs. "Let's go." I picked up the bowl and walked out into the living room.

Today they were running movie classic of Disney on ABC family, which of course I wanted to watch. Colby had never seen Dumbo, so I made it my responsibility for him to watch it.

"Did you pause it?" I asked sitting onto the couch and putting the popcorn on the coffee table. Colby nodded while I grabbed a blanket and draped it over us. "Good." I grabbed the popcorn and placed it in between us while Colby hit play.

Today I was on babysitting duty because my mom left to a business trip while my dad went to visit his mom in the hospital who recently had a heart attack. He told us not to come because we'd be missing school, which my mom and dad are very strict of, and because he didn't want to put any stress on my grandma.

My parents had three kids. Me being the oldest at seventeen, my younger sister Tally who looks exactly like me at sixteen, and Colby at ten. Tally hated to be seen around me and Colby even if we were in the house. She feels she's way to cool for us.

She's also a bottom line criminal. Not an I-murdered-a-innocent-person criminal, more of I-stole-this-because-it-looks-cool criminal and never gets caught. Of course I was the only person to know about her wrong doing, except for her friends who help her.

The reason Tally's friend's hang out with her is because Tally can easily rob a place and not be thought as a suspect.

I, Tally, and Colby all have dirty blond hair. I and Tally got our light brown eyes from my mom while Colby got his hazel eyes from our dad. Although my eyes were mainly brown they also turn hazel from time to time.

We were all pretty pale but not to pale. Tally and I were already at the same height of 5' 4" while Colby was barely reaching 5'.

One thing that really separated us was our personalities. I was quieter but feisty and sarcastic when I needed to be and wouldn't be afraid to put someone in their place. Tally was bottom-line loud. She spoke her opinion and was harsh. Colby was the sweet inpatient one. The one who later on would be nice but when missed with he'd be up your ass.