One Wrong Move

Chapter 2: We're Going Go-Karting

Parker's POV:

I woke up to my alarm buzzing. I groggily reach up and hit the snooze. Friday. Tonight is my last, first game, considering it's my senior year. Time sure does fly, especially in high school.

"Parker! Come get your breakfast!" I hear my mom yell from the kitchen downstairs.

"Give me a minute! I just woke up!" I yelled back. I climbed out of bed and made my way to my to my closet. I take out some dark wash jeans and a dark gray v-neck, oh and I also grab some Calvin Klein underwear. I go to my private bathroom and take a quick shower, then get dressed. I throw on some dark gray vans and head downstairs to the kitchen.

"Good morning mom." I say as I grab an apple and then kiss her on top of her head.

"Good morning sweetie," she smiled up at me, "can you take Bradley to school this morning? I have to be at work by 8:15 and I'm not even close to being ready."

"Yeah sure, but I have to leave like, now." I glanced down at my phone checking the time.

"Thank you so much," she sighed with relief, "he's up in his room. He should be ready to go. Are you not going to eat your breakfast?"

"No time. Football meeting." I hugged her and headed for the stairs so I could get Bradley. "Brad! Let's go! We don't have all morning. Get your ass down here!"

"Parker Garrett! Language!" My mom yells from the bathroom. Seconds later Bradley comes jogging down the stairs.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." He took a breath, "don't get your balls in a twist."

"Bradley!" My mom yelled, having heard Bradley's comment.

"Let's go." He then rushed to the door, "before mom has a bitch fit."

"Bradley Cooper Harris!"

"Right behind you." I rushed out the door behind Brad. We got out to my car, a 2016 black Mustang. My dad buys Bradley and I a lot of shit. Considering he isn't around all the time. I pulled out of the drive way and head to school.

Emily's POV:

"Em!" I wake up to my 16 year old brother banging on my door, "come on! We have forty five minutes until we need to head to school!" I look over at my clock and realized that I missed like all six of my alarms.

I climbed out of my bed and trudged to the bathroom only to find the door closed and locked. "Matt!" I knocked very obnoxiously on the door. " I have to get ready too you know!" I hated having to share a bathroom with my brother. I don't understand why my parents couldn't invest in getting my room remodeled. I am about to be eighteen. I need my own bathroom.

"Here ya go." Matt said as he came waltzing out of the bathroom. I rolled my eyes as I stepped in, closing the door behind me.

"Ew! Oh my Gosh!" I screamed. "Matt!" I rushed out of the bathroom to escape the stench, but it still lingered in my nose.

"I tried telling you!" He shouted from his room, followed by him laughing. I really don't like him sometimes.

"Well I have," I paused to look at my phone, "ten minutes! You better come fix this!" I was officially in panic mode.

"Don't get your panties in a twist." He said as he walked out of his room and into the bathroom, with a bottle of air freshener in one hand and an apple in the other. He then walked out, shoving the apple, cinnamon air freshener towards me. "There. Now I have the rest of my morning ritual to tend to." He then walked away. I rolled my eyes at him and went back to the bathroom.