My Over Protective Brothers

Chapter Five

I'm so excited! Today my family and I are going to 6 Flags!

We were already 30 minutes into our 3 hour drive, when Blake piped up that he had to go to the bathroom and it just could not wait.

Shifting uncomfortably under the hard glares he muttered "I suppose I can wait."

Jackson rolled his eyes, "you better."

I was sitting in the middle of the twins.

Cance, Michael, and Sam were in the seat in front of us.

Cance looked back disapproving, "I was about to smack you, Blake."

I smirked, "Brotherly love."

Blake leaned over to look in my eyes.

"Want me to share some of our overflowing love and smack you?"

I pretended to think.

I finally said, "See, I would love to. But having hockey players smack me is against my personal space laws."

Jackson leaned over to join our little huddle.

"Jordyn has personal space?"

He promptly unstrapped and plopped himself on my lap.

It was at this point that my dad looked back and realized just how much he appreciated his kids.

He showed his appreciation by telling Jackson to get his butt off of me.

I smirked, "Jack just got parented!"

He mockingly smiled.

"Whatever Jordyn."

I figured right now was the best time to stick my earphones in and listen to some music.

As One Direction pounded in my ears, I saw Jackson and Blake discussing something.

Well this can't be good.

I got out of the music app on my phone, and switched into my texting app.

I texted Cance.

Me: Canceeeeeee!!!

He looked back at me, questioning me with his eyes before replying.

Cance: Yesss?

Me: Jackson and Blake are planning something! FIND OUT WHAT IT IS!!

Cance: Awww did you get on their bad side again?

Me: :( yeah

Cance: k give me a minute

Cance: They are planning to have you sit in the middle of them on the roller coasters and tickle you to your death!!!!!

Me: *gasp* the horror! Seriously though?

Cance: I was completely serious. They wouldn't actually do anything to hurt you ;)

Me: yeah... thanks. I'll be ready.

Cance: :D

Sooo they're planning to torment me. See my brothers would never HURT me, but annoying me? That's their specialty.

I decided to just sleep the rest of the way.

(At 6 Flags)

Blake woke me up with am evil grin, "We're here!"

I groaned, "You look evil. What are you planning?"

"Nothing," he replied, drawing out the word.