"Goodmorning, boys!!" I chirped, skipping into the kitchen. Ayden returned my preppy smile, Oliver waved, keeping his head in his coffe mug. Winston had his head barried in some science magazine, and of course, Alex didn't even bother to look up from his iPod.
"Who wants pancakes??" I asked, knowing what the reaction would be already. The instant I finished my question, all the boys were jumping up and down yelling out random toppings, syrups, and berries to add in. I just laughed and whipped up some buttermilk pancakes as quick as possible.
I set a plate of two or three pancakes in front of each boy, and in only a matter of seconds all their plates were spotless. "Thank you, Claire," all the boys chorused together.
"No problem! Now what should we do??" I asked, not really wanting to just stay in the house all day.
"Go to town??" Oliver suggested, looking around to all his brothers for approval.
"No way!! Last time I went to town a bird shit on me!!" Ayden complained, shaking his head vigorously. "So if anyone needs me, I'll be in my room playing Nazi Zombies."
"Me too," Alex stated simply, following his younger brother upstairs.
Oliver and I both turned to Winston, who had a bored look playing on his face. "Wanna come??" I asked him, my voice giving away how hopeful I was that he would agree to come.
"No, I just started this weird book and I kinda wanna finish it today.." By the end of his excuse he was blushing, due to how nerdy he sounded.
"Well have fun with that," Oliver told him sarcastically, as if it were inpossible to enjoy a book. "Claire and I will be in town if anything goes wrong."
"See ya later!" He told us, racing to his room, probably already trying to remember what page he was on.
"I'll drive?" Oliver asked, grabbing his keys off the coffee table as we walked out of the house.
Oh yeah, Oliver can drive..
I nodded to him, and hopped into his cherry red Mustang Convertible. I rolled my eyes at him, only to recieve a questioning look in return.
"Of course you would have my dream car!" I yelled at him in a joking manner, punching him lightly in the arm as he backed out of the long driveway.
"Don't be too jealous," he told me with a wink. "So where should we go??"
I thought about this for a minute, before smiling and telling him, "I have the perfect place.."
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My 16th Summer
RomanceClaire Price never expected to spend her entire summer babysitting.. Especially not babysitting four teenage boys!! There's something catchy about this whole thing, but what could that be?? Didn't Mrs. Evans know it would be a bad idea to put one gi...
