My Over Protective Brothers

Chapter 2

AN this is the dress Jordyn is wearing in this chapter

Sam age 20

Michael age 19

Cance age 17

Blake age 15

Jackson age 15

Jordyn age 13

I finally forgave my brothers.

But only after they BEGGED for forgiveness.

Call me cruel buttttt.... you know.

Today I'm going to a funeral.

Of a close family friend.

Mr. Smith will be dearly missed.

I have a crush on his grandson. His name is Brendan and he's not doing very well.

*skip to the funeral*

Sam held my hand while we walked into the church. This is my first funeral. There's never been any deaths in my family, and I'm extremely thankful. God has blessed my family big time.

There's almost no one here because we're early. I was asked to sing.

I go up on stage and grab a microphone. The piano begins to play. I start to sing.

"God never moves without purpose or plan etc..."

*later*

After I'm done practicing, I take my seat in the front and my brothers and parents walk further back.

*skip to the end of the funeral cuz no one likes funerals*

On the way home, we stop to get supper. And of course no one can decide what we want to eat.

"McDonald's!"

"Taco Bell!"

Beef-a-roo!"

"Culvers!"

"Chipotle!"

"Chick-fil-e!"

My parents turn around, exasperated.

"Your father and I are gonna pick" my mother says.

My brothers and I nod.

My dad yells, "GOLDEN CORRAL!"

We all cheer.

Golden corral is a treat because it's a little more expansive then what we normally do.

And since we have a pretty big family, there are a lot of cheaper restaurants we could eat at.

As we pulled into the parking lot of Golden Corral, my dad announced that there will be no pretending that were dating.

Me and Jackson did that once! JUST ONCE!!

And the waitress said we were a cute couple!

I smile at the memory.

"Jordan?" My dad said, warning me.

"Okay."

"Jackson?"

"Sure dad."

Satisfied, my dad stopped the car.

We all hopped out and started running.

My dad yelled at us to stop.

Mom rolled her eyes.

"I swear, you guys are like kids when it comes to food!"

Sam grins and throws me over one shoulder.

We continue to walk like this, until we get in the door and then he puts me down gently.

It's always a little awkward when we all walk into a restaurant.

So many people=a lot of stares.

People now a days seem to think that big families are irregular.

(A/N I can think of 10 families with at least 7 kids.)

Thank you guys for reading. I'm sorry this was so boring. It was a filler chapter. But don't forget to vote and comment any way! :)