Surviving The Martin HouseHold

Chapter One: A Not So Happy Birthday

Hey guys! This chapter will be starting out just like the sneak peak! Enjoy!!:)

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Today was the day. The day all the shit went down. The day my parents lost their lives. The day it all changed. What do you say we rewind and look back 7-8 hours.

Ah... Today was my birthday i was so happy i was turning seventeen. But some bad news... It was the

first day of school. Today was August 19,2013(2nd day of school) and i was in my senior year!! Woohoo!!! Bye stupid high school, oh crap i forgot i had a whole stupid year ahead of me.

"Blake, come down for breakfast and call Alyson and Callum down!" I hear my mother yell.

"Ok, mom," I say.

As i walk up the stairs i feel as if somethings not right kinda like something was going to happen. Then i stop. Maybe they'll throw me a surprise party! Then i return to my journey of walking up the stairs. As i reach my 14 year old sisters room i hear one directions 'Best Song Ever' more like the 'Worst Song Ever' i seriously hate one direction their so lame. Im Totally a Justin Bieber chick i mean like seriously who wouldn't he's cute, cute, and more cute. Today I'm surprisingly excited and i have no idea why.

As i open the door i see a half naked Aly dancing barely dressed. then i feel something hit my head. Wow that hurt. then my hand flies to my head clutching it while wincing.

"What the hexagon! Are you mental or something!" i exclaimed obviously in pain from the huge amount of pain on my forehead.

She shrugged in response and went back to dancing.

"You little brat!" i shouted. But She had continued to ignore me.

I soon got tired of her ignoring me so i took the stupid phone and turned it off. Then i smiled in pleasure i was pleased to know i won this battle.

"Well loser mom said to hurry up, she driving us to school. Our school was really close to the house considering we lived in a really small town in Ohio. You basically knew everyone an every knew you.

"Fine. im coming. Just get out! God! I cant even change in piece!" Drama queen. Thats exactly what Aly was she sometimes very... How do i say it?... DRAMATIC.

"Girls. Hurry up. You're going to be late." My mother shouted from the bottom of the stairs.

"Coming mother!" I shout back.

"You'd better be!" The i heard her footsteps lightly walking away from the bottom of the stairs , she walked away probably to the car. Then the front door slam shut. Yup she was going to the car defiantly.

"See ya sis I'm going to the car. Oh, and get Cal on the way out?" I asked.

Cal Harris the youngest child and the baby of the house he was only 7 but the kid had a 10 times better vocabulary than me, i cant really believe what I'm about to say but i was jealous of his smarticle particles. I maybe a nerd and smart but, lets face it that kid was super smart.

"Whatevea Chico." She says while putting her strawberry blonde hair in a ponytail.

"Don't you mean chica," I ask dumbly.

"I think i know my spanish! Jeez people these days!" She exclaims. instead of responding to my blonde sister i ignore her an walk away.

Im not gonna lie. Just because I'm older than Aly, shes a zillion times prettier than me. So i guess you could say I'm a bad sister for being jealous of her sisters looks an her brothers smartness. Pathetic right?