Misfits

Chapter 1 - Everyone

CHAPTER ONE – EVERYONE

 

Shane banged hard on the door. His younger sister, Ivy, had been in the bathroom for what seemed like an hour. They both had to get ready for school after all. It was bad enough that they left the city to move to a smaller town upstate. Shane wanted to go back home, to the city, to his friends. Page? Was that seriously the name of this town?

            “Ivy, get out!” he shouted, banging on the door again. The shower water finally shut off and Ivy finally came out of the bathroom in her towel. She rolled her eyes at Shane as if he’d done something wrong. He huffed and went in the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

            He only had a half hour before they had to leave to get ready. As the hot water ran over his body, he made a mental note to wake up before Ivy tomorrow. Why did girls always take so long for such a simple task? He’d never understand.

            Shane took a quick shower and got dressed. Now he had ten minutes to eat something before his mother started yelling and dragging them both out of the house. He went into the kitchen, where Ivy was eating cereal and talking loudly on the phone—probably with one of her friends from back home.

            Shane rolled his eyes and grabbed the box of cereal on the counter. He opened it, only to see that there was no cereal left. He turned on his heel to glare at Ivy, who smiled. “What the fuck?” he yelled. “We just got here and you ate all the fucking Cheerios already?”

            “Language!” warned their mother as she entered the kitchen, with her cup of coffee. Their father had already left. He was meeting some men for breakfast to discuss job opportunities or whatever.

            Ivy quickly hung up on whoever she’d been talking to and ran out of the kitchen, leaving her empty bowl of cereal behind.

            “Get back here!” shouted Shane as he chased her out of the kitchen and up the stairs. He was pissed. She ate all of the cereal. He hadn’t even had a chance to have any. Ivy ran into the bathroom and locked the door. Shane banged on it again. “Get out here!”

            “Fuck you!” she shouted through the door.

            “I’m going to kill you when you get out!” he yelled back, shaking the doorknob. As expected, the door didn’t budge and Ivy didn’t open it either. Shane felt a presence behind him as he groaned and sucked his teeth. To his dismay, his mother was right behind him with a death glare.

            “Ivy. Rose. Woods. Get the fuck out of there NOW!” their mother shouted at the top of her lungs. Shane actually flinched as his mother made her way to the bathroom door. Before she had the chance to bang on it, Ivy quickly opened the door. The color had literally left her face as she walked out, avoiding her mother’s eyes. “Get in the car,” she said. “Both of you!”

            “But—” Shane started.

            She put up a hand and he knew that there was no room for an argument. “Get in the car.”

            He and Ivy walked down the stairs, heads down. They both grabbed their coats, hats, and scarves before stepping out into the bitter, winter cold. Shane sucked his teeth as his stomach rumbled. He was hungry. This wasn’t fair—none of it was. It wasn’t fair that he hadn’t had anything to eat. It wasn’t fair that his father had lost his job. It wasn’t fair that they had to leave Manhattan. It wasn’t fair that one of his father’s friends recommended coming to live here. And it certainly wasn’t fair that they actually packed up and moved to this shit town.