Living With The Garrisons

Chapter 1

Iv'e come to the realization that life was never suppose to be easy. All it seems to be is a five percent smaller version of hell. Everything is hard or something goes wrong and theres always something bad happening. Living on earth seems to be like being in hell except your actually alive instead of just dying.

When I moved from my home town to where i'm living now, I thought my life was going to be so much easier. But Oh, was i so wrong. Just because theres a lesser percentage of people does not mean theres going to be any less idiots around. Now i've also come to the realization that I, including everyone else is stupid. So, once I found out that the people here were no different, I just figured that I really shouldn't be here. And that is why I hate my new 'home' town.

It took at least a month to pack and move away.I ignored my parens for the first couple of weeks because i felt like they were sending our family to some deserted land and we would be stuck there forever. But i readjusted my state of emotions and decided it was best to talk, rather than be another complication on our packing spree.

We somehow ended up moving into a very large house, considering there was only me, my two siblings and parents. And then there was the 14 bedroom house. So i had a great number of questions i wanted to ask about the 'Oh So Big House', until of-course i had to hear what i'm pretty sure is the last thing i wanted to hear. I ended up not asking any questions after hearing we were going to be living with another family in he same house, because i decided now was the better time to ignore my parents. And let me tell you. I was NOT Happy.

1 Week Later

"Cassie, come down for breakfast please". My mom was calling me. Why on earth was she calling so early in the morning. Its not even nine yet. Oh Right. The Garrisons were coming today, Great. Now I have do deal 4 boys and 3 girls, and on top of that I'll have to deal with doulbe parents.

I got up as slowly as possible, not wanting to get out of bed. I made my way over to my closet to put some cloth on, but stopped when I heard the sound of tires. I quickly made my way to my open window. And to my horror I could see five vehicles, not including the moving trucks, pulling up into our driveway. Oh Flip.

No No No No No. This can't be happening. They can't be here so early. They said they were going to be here around noon. It's not even nine. Theyre over two hours early. Why couldn't they be here over two hours late. I need more time to myself, a week isn't long enough. I can't spend the rest of my(not so sweet) hishschool life with a bunch of hobos who think they can put their stuff in my house and live in it. Well, their not really hobos considering the fancy cars out there. But, they're really really horrible people. And my parents thought this was going to be a surprise. Does this look like a surprise to you. Well, it sure doesn't feel like it. I mean, seriously, living with four teenage boys and three teenage girls. I'm going to die.

Oh My Goodness, theres like a googoplex of people out there. And a horse trailor. I'm never going to see the end of this.

Tap. Tap. Tap. Now what. I trudged over to the door opening it a little to see who was there. "Yes Madison" I yawned to show that i really wanted to be left alone.

Her cheeks were all pink . I wonder why tha- . Oh the boys." Whys your face so burnt" I asked , slightly annoyed that she wasn't saying anything. " Oh uh... I-I" she started giggling. I glared at her. She caught me looking at her and stopped, standing a little bit straighter. "He smiled at me and then he walked into a bush and dropped everything he was carrying, it was really funny" She finished, and started giggling again. Oh Great. Now there making and effect on my sister, and shes only just about to turn fourteen, I mean come on.

"What do you want" I asked again, sighing. hoping she would answer this time. "Oh uh mom says if you dont hurry your going with put breakfast". She said quickly before leaving, knowing that i wasnt going to be happy with her answer. I mean, 'hurry up or you'll miss breakfast' only worked on me when i was 10. I'm turning 16 in August, im not going to cry or be upset because i messed a meal. It's not like im going to starve either.

Sighing, I went back into ny room closing the door so i couget changed. looking through my cloth in my dresser I looked down at myself, an idea popping into my head. Oooh. Now i definitley wont be getting breakfast. Oh Well.

I hurried into my bathroom and stripped off my cloth. Quickly hopping into the shower. Once i was done, I towel dried my hair a little so that i didnt have so much water running down my back. I put my pyjamas in my laundry pile on the floor behind my door(yes behind my door) and grabbed the same thing from my dresser. My grey baggy sweat pants and an orange tanktop. Ha. My mom was going to flip. Not that i wanted to make my mom angry, I just didnt want my first impression to be a good one. Hence why i did not blow dry my hair. Wet hair and pyjamas. Perfect. What a great first impression. Giggling to myself, I slipped on some filp-flops and made my way out of my room. Trying my best not to be a good first impression.

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